<?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-35489543</id><updated>2011-08-05T15:42:44.309+08:00</updated><category term='Friday Nite..'/><title type='text'>Crushed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-1264897764793098358</id><published>2011-07-07T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T22:08:15.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kenangan terindah</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AOBs8dU4Pb8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagu ini lah yang telah menjadi satu kenangan yang amat sukar ku lupa kan hingga ke saat ini..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-1264897764793098358?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/1264897764793098358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=1264897764793098358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1264897764793098358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1264897764793098358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2011/07/kenangan-terindah.html' title='kenangan terindah'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AOBs8dU4Pb8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-4757703693089008041</id><published>2011-07-07T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:56:47.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run - Snow Patrol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malam ni, tetiba aje aku teringat tentang si dia..yup..seseorang yang pernah ku kenal dulu. Biar ku panggil dia R, aku dan dia amat mencintai..tapi jodoh tak kesampaian.  Dia berakhir dengan seseorang...dan aku, aku tetap begini keseorangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Kenape aku teringat tentang dia, ya, pasal aku sedang mendengar lagu lagu alternative dari youtube..so lagu dari Snow Patrol telah membawa ku balik pada waktu aku mula mula mengenali nye.. R, pada malam itu, aku sungguh gembira, dan buat pertama kalinye hati ku berasa macam berbunga. Aku melihat kamu bermain gitar di atas pentas di Wala Wala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku terpegun dan terpesona melihat kau di sana...senyuman u tak lekang di bibir..bibit bibit cinta mulai berputik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagu ini lah yg aku selalu bermain di hati ku...dan lagu ini lah yang membawa kita ke alam percintaan..walaupun hanya sekejap saja..aku berterima kasih kerana telah dapat mengenali mu walaupun hanya sedetik..aku berharap kau sentiasa di dalam jagaan nye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasalam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-4757703693089008041?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/4757703693089008041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=4757703693089008041' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4757703693089008041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4757703693089008041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2011/07/run-snow-patrol.html' title='Run - Snow Patrol'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-6895286782459083078</id><published>2011-06-09T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T22:00:48.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the real ONE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS4GWjbnE-4/TfYX_nBYWxI/AAAAAAAAARc/IsTo43jRSlM/s1600/Shanazedit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS4GWjbnE-4/TfYX_nBYWxI/AAAAAAAAARc/IsTo43jRSlM/s320/Shanazedit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617703966765243154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Are you are you are you??? I would sure like to know...are you the one that I'm looking for...searching high and low...and now you told me that you love me...its surreal...I'm reeling with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you mentioned today, we both looking for the one..and now..we found each other and stop looking any further as you all that I'm waiting for.  Now I can share my inner feelings and deep secrets and still find peace in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her"..and You complete me baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-6895286782459083078?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/6895286782459083078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=6895286782459083078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6895286782459083078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6895286782459083078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2011/06/is-this-real-one.html' title='Is this the real ONE?'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kS4GWjbnE-4/TfYX_nBYWxI/AAAAAAAAARc/IsTo43jRSlM/s72-c/Shanazedit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-772139736484316147</id><published>2011-03-21T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T21:51:03.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One week of holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Today, was my 8th day of holiday....just resting at home doing nothing...only housework, cooking and laze around the house. &lt;br /&gt;I went out this morning to change the timing for the bus departure from 11.30am to 9.30am. I'm taking my 2 daughters to KL for 4D3N stay. My sis-in-law is tagging along too.  We are leaving this Saturday, 26th March..but before that we are going to Batam Island, yay..I am so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;We are staying at Turi Beach in Batam, while in KL, I managed to book Dorsett Regency.  I hope it will turn out great..I was about to book Hotel Istana when my sis-in-law informed me that the hotel is haunted....eeeeeee....that's why I changed to Dorsett.  I don't want to encounter a misadventure there..I want fabulous fun there with my gals. So please ghosts...move aside..the queen is coming..hehehe like real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well I'm going to pack my thingy tomorrow..only one day more and off we go...wuhuuuuu&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-772139736484316147?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/772139736484316147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=772139736484316147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/772139736484316147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/772139736484316147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-week-of-holidays.html' title='One week of holidays...'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-3349072724621402504</id><published>2010-11-04T21:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:58:12.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 nov 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Today, only 3 of us at NUS for the signing assignment, Mrs Leong, Jennifer and me.  I picked both of them at HQ to NUS. As promised, we reached NUS very early so that we can prepare our station and have breakfast before we start work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a long day, luckily there's internet for me to surf and chat with my friends and also to check on the latest update on the my Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing to talk about today..only that Im feeling happy and light headed..only I know why.&lt;br /&gt;I hope its gonna stay this way forever..I really like the way it turned out. If this is good for me, let it stays in my heart..insyaallah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-3349072724621402504?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/3349072724621402504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=3349072724621402504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3349072724621402504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3349072724621402504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/11/4-nov-2010.html' title='4 nov 2010'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-8955429176491866153</id><published>2010-09-30T22:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:47:45.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasal semalam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TKSixxtPO6I/AAAAAAAAARI/rrQqaeQtQz8/s1600/Sherrie+9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TKSixxtPO6I/AAAAAAAAARI/rrQqaeQtQz8/s320/Sherrie+9.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522718019103439778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Semalam, hari Rabu, 29 Sept.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di tempat kerja ku ada charity bazaar, ni kira tiap tahun nye event lah..so this year kawan ku, Ms Zaharahtunnisaq akan perform bersama rakan rakan nye. Dia sempat beli kan aku dan Nolin tiket. Jadi tahun ni dapat lah aku menyaksikan konsert MOE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tetiba, tengahari kepala aku buat hal, naik sakit sangat, berdenyut, berdengung, dan bermacam macam ber lagi..aku rasa migraine kot.  Aku tarik rambut ku hingga berdetap bunyi di ubun kepala ku, adush masih sakit lagi. Tapi kerana kawan, dan Zah ni aku anggap dia macam adik angkat ku sendiri, dia tak ada kakak, dan aku pula tak ada adik perempuan.  So nak support adik lah kira ni..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walaupun pening, walaupun bingung, muka ku dah monyok, mcm tak lalu aje..orang tengok kan..tapi tetap aku pergi.  Sampai kat auditorium tu, aku ingat nak tutup lah mata ku, so bole kasi relax sikit selepas aku telan 2 biji panadol.  Tapi duduk sebelah Nolin, mana bole senyap, dia ketawa berdekah dekah bila tengok si Claire joget hip hop....aku pun ketawa berdekah jugak.walaupun pala dah sakit ni..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nak explain pun tak reti, apasal aku ketawa, tapi menggeli kan hati lah..cuba imagine, whale joget ronggeng..amacam? ok tak? hehehe tak baik kan...tapi tu lah facts nye..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then bila Zah perform, ah tu baru kata the best performace ever...yes EVER...walaupun joget india, tapi mantap babe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Penari dia ada yang muai, yelah ada yg dah bergelar ibu, isteri, tapi ada jugak yang single..tapi gelek bole kalah Inul pak...yah ni cakap benar pak...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway, pala aku tetap sakit, selepas konsert pun kepala ku masih lagi berdenyut, lagi bertambah aku rasa, ada kawan kawan ku tolong picit kan pala lah picit badan lah..tapi tak mujarab, dalam hati ku berkata, mungking ni mabok bukan sebarang mabok tak, mabok pasal aku tak dapat minum kopi kot..agaknye lah eh.,.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kita sempat bergambar after the konsert tau..aku sempat bergambar dgn kawan kerje ku yang lain...dari Finance department. Mereka menari ala ala line dancing gitu..hehhe..cute sangat...jambu jambu semua...sekali sekala tengok pakai jeans dengan blouse.wah terangkat lah babe...yelah hari hari lihat mereka pakai baju kurung or jubah...ni jeans tau...sexy weweeet.  You go , Reena, Siti and Halinah..yeah..you all rock gals...tahun depan bole masok lagi, tapi jangan lupa bawak kuda nye sekali ok..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapi bila balik, waduh ape punya suey, dlm train, bila aku sedang enak lelap mata, ada satu budak cina lelaki ni, dah bujang lah...dia kelam kabut nak duduk sebelah aku, yg seat nye kosong..bukan ada orang yang nak rebut, sabar lah kalau ye pun..ni dia dgn gelojoh siak, hampir terduduk atas pangku aku, terus aku terbangun dari mimpi pendek ku..nasib baik dah sampai destinasi ku masa tu..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ingat setakat situ aje, but later kat dlm feeder bus pulak lagi satu hal, budak pompan cina ni pulak berdiri sebelah ku, dia tak pegang railing bus, sekali bus tu pusing, dia melorot kat tempat aku, kene badan ku, terselit aku..mak oi...dia ckp sorry lah..but aku buat dak aje...ish ish hari yg kurang enak bagi ku..tapi no sweat..i paid it back by cutting my hair today..oh ye, today pulak kat office aku ternampak orang lelaki tengah kencing di dlm tandas..dia terlupa nak kunci pintu lah babe..adush , malu nye aku, terus aku kebelakang pusing, tapi sebelum tu, sempat aku ckp sorry kat dia..ape lagi kawan tu, terkejut pusing maybe sempat ternampak aku...hehe..malu malu malu...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha ok lah..hingga di lain masa lagi...ciao...&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/35489543-8955429176491866153?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/8955429176491866153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=8955429176491866153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8955429176491866153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8955429176491866153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/09/pasal-semalam.html' title='Pasal semalam'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TKSixxtPO6I/AAAAAAAAARI/rrQqaeQtQz8/s72-c/Sherrie+9.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-6944905391042429894</id><published>2010-09-25T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T17:28:28.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring Saturday..All alone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Its Saturday again,  sungguh cepat masa berlalu.  Seisi keluar keluar berjalan raya, gi fishing, gi skating tapi aku, entah lah..aku nak chill kat umah aje, tak kuasa nak keluar lagi. Nak kemana, rumah rumah wajib dah aku singgah minggu lalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm maybe aku nak tgk DVD citer cina lah yang di pinjam kan oleh makbusu ku tempoh hari.&lt;br /&gt;Pagi pagi lagi aku dah gi pasar beli  bahan bahan untuk mee goreng.  Konon nye hari ini, mood aku cuma nak makan mee goreng mamak aje, tak mau masak nasi ke lauk ke..ikan ke..oh ya...aku pun ada beli labu.  Tekak ku macam terasa nak makan pengat labu..so aku minta lah ibu ku memasak kan aku pengat tu..tetapi unfortunately, aku cuma beli labu...aku tak beli  bahan bahan lain untuk pengat.  Jadi ibu ckp, besok aje lah masak pengat labu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak pe lah, aku pun tinggal sorang di rumah, tak de orang pun nak makan kat umah ni..cuma aku sorang aje.   So besok pun besok lah aku masih bole menanti.  Tapi kekadang penantian tu satu penyiksaan..lagi lagi kalau aku dah craving..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh besok pulak, aku sudah ada plan, besok aku ingin membawa kedua dua anak dara ku for buffet kat Royal Plaza for Hi-tea.  I hope they are as excited as me..its going to be only us 3..the gals. We gonna have gal's talk and stuff..can't wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what to wear, what to wear..hmmm...pants? dress? well just have to wait for the update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so see you again..buddies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-6944905391042429894?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/6944905391042429894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=6944905391042429894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6944905391042429894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6944905391042429894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-boring-saturdayall-alone.html' title='Another boring Saturday..All alone..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-240923262024822578</id><published>2010-08-14T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T12:52:16.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buka ape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pagi ni sahur terlepas, baru smalam aku dah warning anak anak aku no excuse besok pagi ni kene sahur pasal besok tak skolah.  Tapi aku sendiri yang terlepas, bukan aku aje assistant aku, mak aku ler pun terlepas jugak..dah gi lah subuh skali..adui..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today pagi pagi lagi mak aku  dah kejut kan bangun utk ke pasar. Dia kata tekak macam nak makan laksa johor. sedapppp tu. Tu memang favouret aku nor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So aku jadi lah tarzan jap, since aku dah kene kejut, aku pun taijie lah kejut anak anak aku bangun, yg tua kene ikut gi pasar, yelah tugas dia kan untuk menolak kereta sorong tu. Anak no. 2 kat umah, dia kene lah kemas rumah vacuum, jemur baju, dll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aku kene ikut, pasal aku ni bank bergerak kan. Hmm banyak jugak barang dapur yang dapat aku beli, yelah ni hopefully cukup lah sampai 2 minggu kot insyaallah. Puasa ni pun nak kene jimat kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baru tadi aku lihat mak aku kat dapur,sedang kopek ikan kembung untuk laksa, then aku tengok ada satu jenis ikan lagi, hmm  ikan tongkol, dia kata dia nak masak pecel. Tentu sedap... Mak kau ni memang handal kalau pasal masak memasak ni. Ni membuat aku pun pandai makan.hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So today's menu : Laksa Johor, Tongkol masak Pecel, Kueh Ee (kueh cina), Wadeh (buat sendiri ah ) and Bubur Terigu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wadeh pun baru nak try, tu pun pasal dah salah beli. Sememang nye nak beli Terigu tapi tersalah beli Dhall.  Now bila aku rendam, rupa rupa nye its dhall OMG hehe. so mak aku cadangkan simpan dlm fridge bila senang bole lah kita buat wadeh udang. So now ingat since aku cuti, bole lah aku try try buat. So you all kat luar tu..doa kan lah eh menjadi my wadeh k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-240923262024822578?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/240923262024822578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=240923262024822578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/240923262024822578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/240923262024822578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/08/buka-ape.html' title='Buka ape'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-1095182629580808943</id><published>2010-08-14T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T11:53:44.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Dalam Besi , Api Dalam Kaca</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://lawakceritakelakar.blogspot.com/2008/05/ayaq-dalam-besi-api-dalam-kaca.html"&gt;Ayaq Dalam Besi, Api Dalam Kaca&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pada satu hari di tahun 60an ada satu perkampungan di Utara Malaya.  Kampung ni tak dak bekalan karen dan ayaq. Kat kampung tu tinggailah  satu keluarga yg miskin, Awang, dan mak dia, Cik Kiah. Menyedari depa ni  miskin Cik Kiah selalu memotivasi anak dia supaya belajaq betui-betui  utk masa depan yang lebih vogue dan anggun. Apabila menyedari kemiskinan  yang ada dan berkat usaha dan kesabaran, Awang telah berjaya didalam  pelajaran. Dengan kelulusan yg ada, Awang telah berjaya dapat keja  dengan gomen tapi masalah dia tempat keja dia tu kat Penang. Sayu gak  hati dia nak tinggai Cik Kiah sorang sorang. yalah takut gak nanti org  tackel mak dia..sapa susah ? dia gak nanti yg susah tak pasai pasai  dapat bapak tiri... "Mak, bolehkah Cek pi keja kat Penang tu ?" kata  Awang. "Cek risaulah kat mak" sampuknya lagi. "La, kalau kat mak hang  nak risau tak payah la, mak tau la nak jaga diri mak. Kalau setakat  makan pakai tu bukan mak tak tau nak buat, hang pi lah, utk masa depan  hang gak," balas maknya. "Lagipun bukan senang o nak dapat keja dengan  gomen, hang carilah satu kampung mana dapat, hang ni kira campian oo"  kata maknya bangga. " T. Q mak, Awang janji takkan lupakan mak, kalau  free free tu Awang akan bawak mak pi sana" kata Awang janji kat mak dia.  Maka dengan perasan sedih Awang pun berangkatlah ke Penang. Di sana  gomen dah sediakan tempat tinggai (kuarters) utk dia. Berbeza dengan  keadaan di kampung dia, segala infrastruktur yang lengkap memang  terdapat kat kuartes dia duduk tu. "Wah selesanya" kata Awang. "Aku  musti bawak mak aku mai sini tunjuk sikit kesofisikated tempat ni" bisik  Awang. Setelah sebulan di perantauan, Awang pun baliklah ke kampung  dia. Balik bercuti la tu. Sampai saja di rumah, mak dia melompat lompat  tengok anak dia dengan dressing yang agak moden dan bergaya over  (culture shock la ni). Kerinduan Awang dengan mak dia pun terubat  setelah depa berjumpak. "Mak, siok la dok kat Penang, macam-macam ada.  Mak tau dak kat sana kan ada ayaq dalam besi dan paling canggih ada api  dalam kaca" kata Awang mengklentong mak dia. "Apa dia? ayaq dalam besi,  api dalam kaca ? Awang oi hang bawak la mak pi tengok teringin sangat  mak nak tengok benda-benda takjub macam tu" kata mak dia tergedik-gedik  dan sugguh-sungguh. Maka esoknya berangkatlah Cik Kiah dan Awang ke  Penang. Seronoknya Cik Kiah tak terkata maklumlah tak pernah ke Penang  sebelum ni. Dalam perjalanan macam macam yang ditanya oleh Cik Kiah kat  Awang. Sampai temonyeh-monyeh Awang jawab pertanyaan mak dia ni.  Sesampai kat rumah tercanggak-cangak Cik Kiah bila dok dalam rumah  Awang, ada radio, ada kusyen dll. Woih memang seperti yang pernah di  cerita oleh Awang, memang canggih, tak pernah segala kecanggihan tu ada  kat kampung depa. Proudla.. Cik Kiah dengan semua benda-benda tu. "Balik  nanti bolehlah aku habaq kat semua org kampung" bisiknya. "Eh Awang  hang kata nak tunjuk kat mak ayaq dalam besi, api dalam kaca, mana dia  ?" bentak Cik Kiah yang sekali lagi tergedik-gedik. " "Ni ha dia api  dalam kaca tu" sambil menekan suis lampu dan lampu kalimantang dalam  rumah tu pun menyalalah. "Eh baik-baik satni meletup pulak kaca tu" kata  Cik Kiah dengan nada yang takut-takut tapi terpesona. "Eh dak aih mana  boleh meletup, api ni memang depa design dok dalam kaca, la ni mak tak  payah susah-susah pasang pelita bila malam" kata Awang meyakinkan mak  dia. Oh kini tanda tanya Cik Kiah ttg api dalam kaca sudah terjawab.  "Memang aku nak canang satu kampung nanti dengan penemuan benda ni" kata  Cik Kiah dalam hati sambil membayangkan muka jirannya Piah, Timah,  Senah dll yang pasti akan terpegun den terkezutt nanti. "Awang oi... tu  baru api dalam kaca, ayaq dalam besi mana pulak ?" kata Cik Kiah tak  sabaq sabaq. "Tu ha, ayaq dalam besi tu" tunjuk Awang kepada satu kepala  paip dalam toilet rumah dia. "Oh ayaq dok dalam besi ni, jadi takyah la  mak susah susah cedok ayaq kat telaga noo ??" kata Cik Kiah semakin  bangga. Bertambah lagilah modai nak klentong jiran jiran kampung dia  nanti. "Eh mak, Cek lapaq la, la ni Cek nak pi kedai sat beli makanan,  mak dok sat, sat ni cek balik la", kata Awang. "Tak pa la, pi lah, mak  pun nak sembahyang ni" jawab Cik Kiah. Setengah jam kemudian baliklah  Awang dengan bekalan makanan. Masuk aja dalam rumah di tengoknya mak dia  sedang relex aja. "Ha, mak dah sembahyang ka ?" tanya Awang. "Dah"  jawab Cik Kiah. "Ni nak tanya hang satu benda ni, awat telaga kat rumah  hang ni kecik sangat? tadi payah betui mak ambik ayaq sembahyang tau ?"  tanya Cik Kiah lagi. "Telaga? mana ada telaga dalam rumah macam ni? kat  kampung kita ada la" tanya Awang. "Ni apa dia ? bukan ka tu telaga kecik  ? cuba hang pebesaq sikit telaga tu taklah payahla mak ka, hang ka, nak  ambik ayaq nanti" kata Cik Kiah sambil menunjuk kearah mangkuk tandas  dalam toilet rumah Awang. La Usurpadora... Awang seakan akan terpengsan  bila mendengar penerangan mak dia. Rupanya dia lupa ajaq mak dia ayaq  dalam besi tu kena pulas kepala paip tu dulu taklah mak dia cedok ayaq  dalam "telaga kecik tu" uwaaaaaaa. Demikian adanya.Rahsia Menangkap  IkanAda seorang nelayan yang selalu dapat banyak ikan bila dia ke  laut...so crew TV3 interview dia untuk rahsia dia tangkap ikan.Crew TV3 :  "Apa rahsia pakcik tangkap ikan?"Nelayan : "Pakcik tenguk cara isteri  Pakcik tidur bila pakcik bangun pagi. Kalau dia mengereng ke kiri,  pakcik tebar jala kiri. Kalau dia mengereng ke kanan pakcik tebar ke  kanan."CrewTV3 : "Kalau isteri pakcik tidur terlentang?"Nelayan :  "Rezeki depan mata, pakcik tak turun kelaut pagi tu..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="post-location"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);" class="comments" id="comments"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div id="backlinks-container"&gt; &lt;div id="Blog1_backlinks-container"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;               &lt;!-- google_ad_section_end --&gt;  &lt;div class="blog-pager" id="blog-pager"&gt; &lt;span id="blog-pager-newer-link"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="blog-pager-older-link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="post-feeds"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://network.manggaonline.com.my/publishers/widgets/6197/js/"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://a.admaxserver.com/servlet/ajrotator/427642/0/vj?z=admaxasia2&amp;amp;dim=280673&amp;amp;pid=0ad15bc3-bda0-4178-bad6-088d104e9290&amp;amp;asid=fbb4496b-bdaa-435f-82ed-df0e7017b0b9"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://ads.admaxasia.com/servlet/ajrotator/427642/0/vj?z=admaxasia2&amp;amp;dim=280673&amp;amp;pid=0ad15bc3-bda0-4178-bad6-088d104e9290&amp;amp;asid=fbb4496b-bdaa-435f-82ed-df0e7017b0b9&amp;amp;c=433825&amp;amp;b=420960&amp;amp;click=http%3A%2F%2Fa%2Eadmaxserver%2Ecom%2Fclick%3Fic%3DCiQ4NTRmYTgxZi0xZDJiLTQ2NmItYjYyZS1iZWVjYjJhM2JhNTkQ4NgZGKG9GiIDQ1BDKKPWGTDhkBE9AAAAAEAASPqMGlD5jBpaJDg5MDI2ZDhjLTliMjgtNGU4ZS05ZTNlLWQ3NDllMTdiMGYxY2ICdmptTJ0FOngAgAEAiAEAkgEA%26r%3D&amp;amp;rnd=593701765"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-1095182629580808943?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/1095182629580808943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=1095182629580808943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1095182629580808943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1095182629580808943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/08/air-dalam-besi-api-dalam-kaca.html' title='Air Dalam Besi , Api Dalam Kaca'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-3255457029108815640</id><published>2010-08-12T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:26:04.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Izin Kentut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Akhirnya Pak Ali yang sudah tua dimasukkan anak-anaknya ke rumah orang-orang tua. Baru saja dia masuk ke sana, seorang jururawat yang ayu sudah datang menemaninya duduk-duduk di anjung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitulah, mereka berdua duduk bersebelahan sambil menatap matahari yang hendak terbenam. Tiba-tiba Pak Ali mencondongkan badannya ke kanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Jururawat dengan cekap menangkapnya agar tidak terjatuh dan menegakkan badannya kembali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa saat kemudian kembali Pak Ali mencondongkan badannya, kali ini ke kiri. Kembali dengan tangkas si jururawat menegakkannya kembali. Begitulah terjadi selama beberapa menit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya si jururawat membawa Pak Ali kembali ke biliknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokan harinya anaknya datang melawat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bagaimana keadaan ayah di sini?” tanya anaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Menyenangkan . Tilamnya empuk, makanannya enak, jururawatnya manis-manis. Tapi ada satu masalah”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Masalah apa ayah?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mereka tidak mengizinkan ayah kentut di sini”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-3255457029108815640?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/3255457029108815640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=3255457029108815640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3255457029108815640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3255457029108815640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/08/izin-kentut.html' title='Izin Kentut'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-8551101885078629323</id><published>2010-08-07T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T22:53:18.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a fuck up life. Hate it. Don't ask me but its jut so annoyingly terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this coming Ramadhan will bring me peace and quiet and hope.  I feel that everyone surrounding me expects something from me.&lt;br /&gt;Please I'm a fucking human for goodness sake, treat me with respect.  You want something that I can't give yet.&lt;br /&gt;God oh God please hear me, please help me, give me peace..and tranquility.  Take away all these nonsense and hardship and forgive me for my past sins.  I need you, I need your love and protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uelHwf8o7_U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uelHwf8o7_U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/35489543-8551101885078629323?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/8551101885078629323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=8551101885078629323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8551101885078629323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8551101885078629323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-fuck-up-life.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-4372058915079084530</id><published>2010-07-28T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T12:42:27.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/beyonce/halo.html" target="_blank" title="Halo lyrics by Beyonce"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/baLkXC_qWJY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/baLkXC_qWJY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avery meaningful video..it touches my soul deep inside..WOW thats all I could say..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-4372058915079084530?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/4372058915079084530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=4372058915079084530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4372058915079084530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4372058915079084530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/07/beyonce-halo-lyrics-lyricsmode.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-6209332515409554071</id><published>2010-07-20T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T16:52:14.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TEVjrV09fAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/U3EBTvwSQEw/s1600/Photo0971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TEVjrV09fAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/U3EBTvwSQEw/s320/Photo0971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495908516520360962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hari ini, aku sudah tau aku akan mendapat nasi bungkus per. Dia sudah pun memberitau ku smalam yang dia akan membuat penghantaran percuma.&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku, seperti biasa, mesti lah merasa malu, takkan nak terima seh. malu lah aku wanita terakhir melayu..so kene lah sikap pemalu, menolak pada mula nye.&lt;br /&gt;"ah, tak per lah nanti menyusah kan you aje." tapi dia kata its ok, on the way dia kata. Ok lah since dia dah cakap cam tu kan, dan aku pun belom pernah&lt;br /&gt;merasa nasi bungkus dari Pariaman. So aku akhir nye pun menyerah kalah. hehe. Aku cakap ok lah, kalau itu yang dia mahu.&lt;br /&gt;Time pun dah sampai, dia talipon, suruh aku turun, untuk mengambil bungkusan itu. Wah bau nye sungguh nyaman donk, panas panas lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Sejam lebih aku tak dapat concentrate, teringat kan nasi bungkus tu. Tepat jam 12.30, aku pun sudah bersedia di bilik meeting menunggu yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;Kami selalu makan bersama, cabut uban bersama, mengumpat bersama..oops...chop chop bukan mengumpat, salah..kita nasihat menasihati...ah tu yang betol nye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kazam alakazam, dah sampai pun waktu untuk menjamah, waduh waduh, ada lauk ayam lemak, rendang daging, bergedil, telor goreng, ada satu lagi, tapi aku dah lupa.&lt;br /&gt;Aku dan Norlin lah yang start dulu, hmm..sedap, eh terima kasih lah Rezza yek kerana sudi menghantar nasi pada saya. Alhamdulillah, dapat lah saya menjamu selera hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;Dah jelak dengan makanan kat kantin, so sekali sekala makan nasi dari kedai fofular memang sedap kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so sesiapa yg sudi, ahem saya memang bersikap terbuka dalam hal ini. Saya terima undangan dari mana mana pihak yang ingin kan companion untuk makan petang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..jangan marah , hanya gurauan saja. But really thanks eh Rezza..you're so sweet and kind to do the thing you did today. Im so touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-6209332515409554071?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/6209332515409554071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=6209332515409554071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6209332515409554071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6209332515409554071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/07/hari-ini-aku-sudah-tau-aku-akan.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TEVjrV09fAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/U3EBTvwSQEw/s72-c/Photo0971.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-6110902144231207928</id><published>2010-07-18T13:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T14:32:02.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ku sadar diri ku ini</title><content type='html'>Sudah berkali kali dia menyepak aku dengan kata kata yang cukup menghiris. Kalau tak pasal aku, pasal anak anak aku, malah dengan ibu ku juga. Kami tau hidup kami ni tak seberapa, maklum lah aku ni ibu tunggal, bekerja sorang, anak anak mengharap kan aku seorang. Ibu ku sudah tua, dah tak bekerja, hanya duduk di rumah menjaga anak anak aku, dan menjaga rumah tangga semasa aku keluar bekerja.&lt;br /&gt;Rumah yang aku tinggal bukan rumah aku sendiri, ini ada rumah sewa.  Orang punya rumah ini sudah berumah tangga, dan mempunya isteri yg sakit. Mereka tidah duduk serumah, isteri yang sakit di tinggal kan di kampung halaman di Johor dan di jaga oleh keluarga sendiri. &lt;br /&gt;Kerana rumah ini kosong, tiada benda dan yang empunya tiada sesiapa yang bole tolong jaga rumah, jadi timbul lah keinginan nya untuk menjemput ku dan anak anak untuk tinggal bersama.  Alasan nye dia sudah lama hidup membujang, walaupun sudah ada isteri, tetapi isteri tu sakit (berkerosi roda). Jadi kalau aku dan keluarga aku tinggal besama ada lah jugak orang yang menemani dia, ada orang yang bole memasak, membasuh, menjaga rumahtangga. Ada lah suara anak anak riuh. Wah aku dengar ini, aku bersyukur, kerana dalam kesusahan aku tiada berumah, ada manusia yang bermurah hati. Sebelom aku terima undangan nye, aku sudah pikir masak masak, aku ambil masa yang lama jugak. Aku harus pikir pasal budak budak, ape masalah nanti yang akan timbul semua aku sudah bentang kan. Tetapi dia tidak gentar dengan masalah itu kata nye, mereka hanya budak budak. Semua bisa di atur kata nye. Tetapi baru sebulan kita duduk di rumah ini, hati aku sudah tidak tenteram lagi. Hati aku sudah bagai di hiris hiris, ada saja yang tidak kene dengan anak anak ku. Skateboard tidak boleh di sandar kan di dindin nye, harus terus di bawa masok bilik tidur. Bungkusan gula-gula yang terbang jatuh di lantai pun menjadi satu kesalahan besar. Dia menyuruh bercakap dengan anak anak aku supaya tidak menutup pintu bilik dengan kuat, bising kata nye. Pada aku tidak bising, hingga orang sebelah komplen. Kami biasa macam gitu di rumah sendiri, serak sikit memang lah adat, kerana aku ada anak kecil. Ibu ku dah tua, dia tidak bole buat kerja rumah yang berat berat, ibu ku yang sudah 65 tahun itu pun mahu di cari masalah. Begini kata nye, "Ain, itu ibu kamu kan, sudah tua kan, kenapa tak tau menutup pintu bilik dengan perlahan?". Aduh aku bagai di tikam kalbu, orang yang sudah tua, yang patut sudah menjadi ibu nye sendiri kenapa dia bersikap begitu? Dia tiada ibu ke? tiada famili ke? Dulu pada mula nye dia sendiri yang beria ia benar mengundang aku serta anak anak aku tinggal bersama nye, konon ikhlas. Konon dia memang mahu menolong aku meringan kan beban ku. Dia faham kesusahan aku, kerana bekas ku tidak menolong aku.&lt;br /&gt;Begini lah kalau hidup tidak bersuami tiada tempat tinggal yang tetap, dan anak anak ku akhirnye menjadi mangsa. Hari hari di sindir sindir, konon nye aku tidak sedar diri, hidup menumpang.  Apakah salah ku lagi? Aku sudah buat dia rasa senang dengan kehadiran aku dan anak anak aku, ibu ku masak, cuci baju, aku dan anak anak ku kemas rumah nye yang dahulu nye berserak dan berabuk. Dia dulu dari kurus sudah menjadi gemuk, kerana masakan ibu ku. Namun dia berkata kami yang tidak sedar diri? Ya, aku tahu ini bukan rumah ku, ya aku faham, hidup aku hanya menumpang, tapi aku layan makan minum nye kerana itu sahaja yang aku mampu selain duit dapur dan api air.  Ape kah kekurangan nye lagi? Dia tidak puas hanya dengan itu, dia ingin aku mengemas bilik tidur nye, aduh..kenape begini? Dan kerana aku tidak mau, dia kata yang aku pemalas, tidak sedar diri, mula lah dia mengomel pasal anak anak aku yang tidak berdosa tu. Aku sudah cukup sabar, aku sudah cukup mengeluar kan air mata.&lt;br /&gt;Tahap kesabaran aku sudah tidak boleh di bendung lagi, jadi aku terpaksa lah mencari jalan keluar. Mungkin dengan kehadiran kami, dia tidak lagi boleh berfoya foya seperti dulu. Mungkin dengan kehadiran aku dan anak anak membuat kan dia menjadi marah, kerana bising.&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi dia sendiri yang ingin aku tinggal bersama, dia ikhlas katanya.  Tapi kini aku sedar, manis hanya di mulut sahaja, hati lain bicara.  Rambut sama hitam, hati lain lain.&lt;br /&gt;Kini aku harus separate kan anak anak aku, mungkin separuh duduk dengan kawan baik ku, dan yang lagi separuh duduk bersama bekas ibu mertua ku sehingga lah aku dapat tempat yang lagi sesuai, tiada konkongan dari owner.  Ibu ku, hai, maaf kan Ain ibu, dia harus tinggal bersama adik nye buat sementara waktu..insyaallah..kita akan bersatu kembali..&lt;br /&gt;Aku hanya menghitung waktu sehingga rumah yang aku beli siap selesai. Ini memakan waktu yang cukup lama, mungkin dalam 1012.  Tetapi aku harus bersifat positif, aku tak mahu masalah aku menjadi beban anak anak aku nanti. Akan aku berusaha sedaya upaya supaya kami bersatu kembali insyaalllah..Ya Allah kasihani lah hamba mu ini...berikan lah kekuatan kepada aku dan anak anak aku untuk menempuh duggaan mu ini...Amin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-6110902144231207928?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/6110902144231207928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=6110902144231207928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6110902144231207928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6110902144231207928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/07/ku-sadar-diri-ku-ini.html' title='Ku sadar diri ku ini'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-2965123690461362495</id><published>2010-07-02T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:49:02.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The more we are together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s923.photobucket.com/albums/ad80/jewelz108sg/?action=view&amp;amp;current=escalator.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i923.photobucket.com/albums/ad80/jewelz108sg/escalator.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" 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href="http://s923.photobucket.com/albums/ad80/jewelz108sg/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36989_406146979069_561899069_411827.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i923.photobucket.com/albums/ad80/jewelz108sg/36989_406146979069_561899069_411827.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s923.photobucket.com/albums/ad80/jewelz108sg/?action=view&amp;amp;current=37303_406144554069_561899069_411820.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i923.photobucket.com/albums/ad80/jewelz108sg/37303_406144554069_561899069_411820.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 30 June 10, my girlfriends, Zaharah and Nolene spent time with me the whole afternoon eating and window shopping in town.  We painted the town red! Had a "blastful" time.&lt;br /&gt;We met around noon, first stop went to reserve a place at Royal Plaza on Scotts for the high tea. It boasts the best food especially its bread and butter pudding! and the foods are halal too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pictures, lots of pictures, well you can see in here, everywhere and anywhere - from the mall to the hotel lobby.  While waiting for time to come, we took pictures of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't buy anything, couldn't find anything interesting to buy yet..well actually I was looking for a handbag, a casual one, big and stylish. But unfortunately I didn't find one that really tugging my heart yet.  I just had to keep on looking, there are lots of places to check out..may be this weekend I can take a look at my neighborhood mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we could get together again soon, hey maybe we can do it again this Friday, will call my other girlfriends to join us, this time will ask Sal and Roy to join us. And its a promise that we gonna have another blastful evening..!!  Just wait for my call gals...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-2965123690461362495?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/2965123690461362495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=2965123690461362495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/2965123690461362495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/2965123690461362495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-we-are-together.html' title='The more we are together'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-3951811606932100499</id><published>2010-07-02T12:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:45:03.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a surprise!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hari ni, aku kluar rumah tak terlambat, tapi tak jugak tercepat. Mcm biasa aje lah, bungkus mee yg ibu dah gorengkan buat sarapan. Tak terlambat tapi tak nak makan di rumah pasal tak seronok, ibu tak de untuk teman kan aku bersarapan. Dia pagi pagi lagi dah kluar rumah antar Afil ke skolah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shilka masih tido, Bitha pun sama masih rehat di rumah selepas 2 hari semput.  Aku ambil cuti urgent semalam kerana nak hantar kan dia ke clinic . So dapat lah dia 2 hari cuti untuk berehat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alamak, beg laptop pulak buat hal..berat sgt. Terpaksa lah aku mengangkut bawak ke office, berat berat lah..ape nak buat..kalau tak di bawa mcm mana nak buat keje office nanti. Sudah berhari hari aku tak masok office, asik kat luar aje, 2 hari kat NP, 2 hari kat TP, 2 hari kat NYP..hai bila nak game ni citer?? mesti berlambat keje keje kat atas meja aku..menunggu aku pulang ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today dapat msg dari chatter, haha..dia kata dia terserempak aku kat train dari Woodlands station! Mak oi, apsal tak tegur aku eh..malu kot. Maklum lah kita belom pernah berjumpa face to face..tapi mcm mana dia tau itu aku? Menurut dia, hari hari dia tgk gmbar aku kat dlm tagged.com mana tak kenal pulak.  Im so flattered actually dia kenal aku walau pun kita blom pernah berjumpa di luar secara 4 mata.  Menurut dia lagi, aku betol berdiri di depan dia di dalam train dan aku tak sedar yang dia hanya memerhati kan aku.  Bukan itu saja, dia kata bila kita tukar train, kita masih lagi naik gerabak yg sama, tapi kali ni aku berdiri depan dia, dan dia dapat mencium rambut ku..nasib baik aku dah cuci rambut aku..kerana dia kata wangi rambut ku..aduh..makin seram aku dengar mcm stalker pulak. Kelakar pun ada..sape tau eh dari internet bole terbawak ke dunia realiti. Dia lah manusia yg ketiga mengenal aku secara berdepan. Pertama kali , di club China Bar, kedua, di Vista Point dan yg ini ke tiga lah..hmm..kira rupa ku di dlm gmbr tak jauh beza dari org yg sebenar nye.  Hai Suhaimie, kalau lain kali terjumpa saya jangan lah segan segan, tolong kenal kan diri an&lt;div class="msg_text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;da ye, kita ni dah kira berjiran. Sama sama tinggal di Woodlands..so bila kita ada masa, bole lah kita balik sama sama naik train k, ada jugak org teman kan saya pulang, bercerita sepanjang jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well aku harap kita dpt bersua lagi di lain masa, so aku dpt lah tgk rupa dia, aku tak perasan pasal mungkin dia mirip lelaki tionghua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni lah sebahagian kata kata dia...melucu kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mie enjoy berdiri depan u lah, admiring your beauty..tapi apsal dada u putih dari muka you eh??" hahaha...lucu lucu..entah eh..maybe pasal aku slalu pakai baju tak ..so badan putih lah..muka tak pakai baju, so kene panas matahari, so gelap lah sikit cik abang oi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, dia sempat cakap dia happy dpt terserempak aku pagi tadi..likewise lah old guy..likewise..me too..hope we can "terserempak" lagi but kali ni, tak leh lari..kene tegur me k..&lt;br /&gt;pada yg kat luar tu, jgn lah segan tegur lah i k....i tak makan org...i cuma cium aje..ahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, hingga di lain lembaran...adios....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-3951811606932100499?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/3951811606932100499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=3951811606932100499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3951811606932100499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3951811606932100499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-surprise.html' title='What a surprise!!'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-5742450634873296551</id><published>2010-06-24T12:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T17:14:28.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 June 2010 - signing at TP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TCRzLB-cCtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/JZzBF_k8vvQ/s1600/kakak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486636879390182098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TCRzLB-cCtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/JZzBF_k8vvQ/s320/kakak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shilka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TCRzKtykvjI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HYmWFomWQgo/s1600/P4147099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486636873971711538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TCRzKtykvjI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HYmWFomWQgo/s320/P4147099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; People at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TCRzKDiYAbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yawt4RiX8LA/s1600/Shilka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486636862629478834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TCRzKDiYAbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yawt4RiX8LA/s320/Shilka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its my first day of fieldwork at TP no not Traffice Police, its Temasek Poly for the notary signing of agreement. Not many students..sigh...(relief). Two of my colleagues are on leave, that left me and Hirman only to hold the fort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my boss, stays in the office and we at the battlefield. Reached TP on time but no sign of Hirman yet as always. Gosh, I forgot to upload TP data yesterday, so now I left with no data in my lappy. I had to wait for Hirman to come in to upload the data, meanwhile I struggled with the network..what the &amp;amp;*^% no network? dont they know I need it..need to keep in touch with my chatters and colleagues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so bored to death without internet, luckily Hirman was there to keep me company till end of the day. He left early yesterday..its no problem, I'm so used to being alone..so I waited till the last minute and as usual the last person came to sign the agreement. These pesky students could be annoying at times..they are a bunch of ignorant children who need to be spanked once a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We (Hirman and me) we doing the signing, you could see their agreements, turned to unimaginable colour, from pure white to yellowish and greyish. Some even smell like curry too, yeah you are right, those belong to Indian students who sent back to their homecountry for parents to sign using Notary Public as withness. I saw this guy, walking towards us not holding his agreement in his hand but between his teeth. He practically bite his frigging agreement, can you imagine all his saliva attached to his agreement? and I was the victim, I had to touch his agreement to let him execute his signature. yucks...yucks ...yucks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well next week Tuesday will be our duty at NYP, where my daughter Shilka goes to school... she never wanted to meet me during her lunch break..is she ashame of me? or she was just plain busy with her studies and friends..whatever it is, I still love her and cherish her..my first born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big girl already, and she has a bf now..hehehe..a boy from TP..I thought at first I cant accept her having a bf, but when I saw them, its like my brain autotuned itself..and could accept their relationship..but keep it pure guys..no hanky panky mommy dont approve of that ok..just keep it clean..be friends first..&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/35489543-5742450634873296551?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/5742450634873296551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=5742450634873296551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/5742450634873296551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/5742450634873296551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/06/24-june-2010-signing-at-tp.html' title='24 June 2010 - signing at TP'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TCRzLB-cCtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/JZzBF_k8vvQ/s72-c/kakak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-4396872140506708334</id><published>2010-03-22T15:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T14:18:37.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Policy Wing Summit 2010, at the Crowne Plaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/S7LWdEMXLXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9qtnV4hNGOA/s1600/Photo0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454657893529234802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/S7LWdEMXLXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9qtnV4hNGOA/s320/Photo0486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/S7LWc_pYQ2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ldgnBGyX2jw/s1600/Photo0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454657892308763490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/S7LWc_pYQ2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ldgnBGyX2jw/s320/Photo0485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/S7LWS-IE_nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vti_VbbsyG8/s1600/Photo0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454657720101961330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/S7LWS-IE_nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vti_VbbsyG8/s320/Photo0484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Tuesday, my whole office, actually my division and other 4 others attended a 1-day seminar, at the Crowne Plaza Changi Airport. I didn't know that Changi Airport has a hotel in its vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss came by this morning to fetch me and two other ladies for the trip- thanks boss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit reluctant to go to the seminar actually, but if I didn't go, then I have to submit an MC or give a relevant excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not a bad idea to attend, it turned out to be fun and educational... we had team-building programme and interacting with other divisions too. My table consisted of 8 people in the morning however by afternoon, we were left with 6 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing I did today was to build a roller-coaster model. I came up with a brilliant idea on how to make it works. ...well you can see the model here after I upload the picture. And I even took a picture with DSP and my DHE (Director).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all I didn't think its a waste of time, I think its a great way to get-together. And free food, break-fast, lunch and teabreak.  I had 5 cups of coffee today, but still my eyes could not stay awake.  I slept in the bus, all the way from airport to Woodlands regional centre.  By the time I reached Woodlands, I could not walk properly, both my feet hurt so badly (caused by high heels).  I called my daugher to meet me half way, and bring along my slippers too.&lt;br /&gt;She objected with reasons that she had to study, and blah blah blah..but I did not give a damn, I was so tired and manipulated by them already.  They wanted me to buy them Popeye chicken and candies at the Candy Empire, but they could not compromise with me their mother?&lt;br /&gt;So I pleaded with Bitha, to come and fetch me, I had headache and could not take another bus ride home.  I wanted to walk home in my slippers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last she sms'ed me and told me she was on her way to meet me at Civic Centre..with my slippers...&lt;br /&gt;She came with my younger son and we headed back home hand in hand chocolates in our mouth..so sweet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-4396872140506708334?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/4396872140506708334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=4396872140506708334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4396872140506708334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4396872140506708334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/03/policy-wing-summit-2010-at-crowne-plaza.html' title='Policy Wing Summit 2010, at the Crowne Plaza'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/S7LWdEMXLXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9qtnV4hNGOA/s72-c/Photo0486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-2195113686455878924</id><published>2010-02-09T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:57:02.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New PC</title><content type='html'>Lovely, got a new pc, not only that plus a laptop too...sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our unit gonna have a new system, we are going paperless starting this year! How great is that? Well, this is new and as an experimental, we gonna have a trial signing with some students from a polytechnic.  Hopefully its gonna be a success, and in a long run, its gonna lessen our load and thus increase our productivity..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that, Im really elated about my laptop for small and compact.  So now, I can do my work on the big screen, and extending my work to the smaller screen, know what I mean? Its owesome man! I can chat on the laptop, without interrupting my work. And I love the keyboard, its so smooth, and velvety..sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what more can I say, I just love it..and cant wait for tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-2195113686455878924?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/2195113686455878924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=2195113686455878924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/2195113686455878924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/2195113686455878924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-pc.html' title='New PC'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-617242252262521400</id><published>2009-09-27T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:46:24.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ion - Orchard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr96M_WtdzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/jPkI74VBS2Y/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386158042942109490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr96M_WtdzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/jPkI74VBS2Y/s320/DSC00508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr96MbOJNlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GJc9apYumKs/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386158033242502738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr96MbOJNlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GJc9apYumKs/s320/DSC00506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr94GznI8OI/AAAAAAAAAOc/S1nI941XfgY/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr94Ga3V_gI/AAAAAAAAAOU/S-8RfvUtOlA/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155731044400642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr94Ga3V_gI/AAAAAAAAAOU/S-8RfvUtOlA/s320/DSC00507.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/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr94GJYsyFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Y44zjRMIWpM/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155726352468050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr94GJYsyFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Y44zjRMIWpM/s320/DSC00504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr94FnUwL6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/qVnhiQdCfnE/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155717209108386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr94FnUwL6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/qVnhiQdCfnE/s320/DSC00499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr94FJY7KRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wnHTd3ewLC0/s1600-h/DSC00502.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday at last, we just finished our class - Telephone Skill, yeah I know, who needs that kind of shit but hey it's like a therapy for me. Only missing during the class, were tables NO tables at for the 28 participants and we all had to sit around the room with the chairs provided for us. I felt so tired and restless..but Mr Rosli the course administrator was funny and jovial all through out the 2 days so I guess I can live with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to ION after class, it was huge, I got lost and couldnt find my way out after 15 minutes of searching for the loo. It was insane but I have to admit, I am proud of this mall - It takes a lot of courage and money to walk into this mall..I spent on 2 books at the Borders and a new handphone. My old sony is already 2 years old and I am giving it to my son. He had been pastering me for a handphone so I this is kind of a present for him..hahaha..well he is only 13 so we all know that young boy must not meddle with an expensive, new and sophisticate handphone. A hand-me-down is good enough for him at this point..agree? yeah I thought so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im still keeping my old number, so you people can still contact me..k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh before I go, I would like to wish all the muslim bloggers Selamat Hari Raya ...Maaf Zahir dan Bathin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-617242252262521400?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/617242252262521400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=617242252262521400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/617242252262521400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/617242252262521400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2009/09/ion-orchard.html' title='Ion - Orchard'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Sr96M_WtdzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/jPkI74VBS2Y/s72-c/DSC00508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-1425871478571152425</id><published>2009-04-23T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:36:53.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today, 23 April, my body aches desparate for attention. I need a massage!! Definitely a loving touch from my mom. She has to do it later at home. I am cancelling my workout session this evening. My legs are stiff and the muscles are aching, I guess I pushed too hard and too soon during the workout. So sorry Kak Merry, I am not joining you this evening...if you going then I'll say good luck, if not then meet me at 5.30pm we are going home straight. I need&lt;br /&gt;some rest man!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-1425871478571152425?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/1425871478571152425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=1425871478571152425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1425871478571152425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1425871478571152425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-23-april-my-body-aches-desparate.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-7973396141043651246</id><published>2009-04-21T12:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:25:24.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Se1KcD98BuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/1DiZ7ChLUeI/s1600-h/P1030661.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Se1KKGp9hpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kwiTCsosFfk/s1600-h/P1030629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326995471694923410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Se1KKGp9hpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kwiTCsosFfk/s320/P1030629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Se1J5MTOd9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Mpcfhgnyb-I/s1600-h/IMG_0113-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Another stupidity struck me. I dont know why my brain is not functioning properly like it used to. Im feeling a bit sluggish for the past 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;This time, I brought my lunch, prepared by my mom (bless you mom!!). She woke up early as usual to cook me something for my lunch. Today she has prepared fried fish and some vegetables and rice. The has packed the lunch with love and it looked good in the green container which she has especially bought for me last week.&lt;br /&gt;And me such a dodo bird, I put my packed lunch in the pantry as it will obstruct my concentration to do some work. So the lunch was in pantry on top of the water dispenser.&lt;br /&gt;Then at 11.05am, I started to feel abit famish. I called up my colleage, to let her know that I will be joining them to buy lunch at the canteen. I totally forgotten about my packed lunch!! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I bought a lovely top from the daily vendor at the canteen and also a strawberry jam swissroll **drool**&lt;br /&gt;Happily I went up to my cubicle, settled all my purchases and then suddently when I looked at my lunch, I realised something amiss, I stared down hard and then suddenly I realised, I still have that packed lunch that my mom has prepared for me. Now I have 2 lunches!! and what shall I do with the extra packet?&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to throw it away, oh no, its a sin, so I will have to give it away to my friend or we have to share the 2 packet of lunches. I want my mom's and I want the Asam fish too which I bought from the canteen!! See what gluttonous can do for you? Now I have to start to go to the gym all over again..I have gained some pounds~!! HELPPPPPPPP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/35489543-7973396141043651246?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/7973396141043651246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=7973396141043651246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/7973396141043651246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/7973396141043651246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2009/04/nother-stupidity-struck-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Se1KKGp9hpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kwiTCsosFfk/s72-c/P1030629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-7348336490143006211</id><published>2009-04-17T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:23:48.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke session with my gals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehKfmKEczI/AAAAAAAAAMI/uts5XK9tVE0/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325588466044793650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehKfmKEczI/AAAAAAAAAMI/uts5XK9tVE0/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehIdy6XjfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IEfp9SQnrHI/s1600-h/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325586236085603826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehIdy6XjfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IEfp9SQnrHI/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehIdnGiwAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/JXB7-Iaxobc/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325586232915443714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehIdnGiwAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/JXB7-Iaxobc/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehIdo-9SAI/AAAAAAAAALw/hKjwVVnbmEY/s1600-h/IMG_0112-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325586233420498946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehIdo-9SAI/AAAAAAAAALw/hKjwVVnbmEY/s320/IMG_0112-1.JPG" border="0" /&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/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehIdbua1pI/AAAAAAAAALo/BlSqFH9E6gE/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last Wednesday, my colleagues and I went to karaoke session at our workplace after work. Fortunately Zah could join us. Fred and Kak Merry both had things to do after work so they couldn't join us.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun, moreover, Asmah came by, she brought Pie Kia for us..yummy!! As usual we had the same room, this time, the wooden table had been removed and in its place was a small round glass top table. According to Monica, the caretaker, someone broke the wooden table..really whoever broke the table must be dancing or making out on it.&lt;br /&gt;Well we had fun, at least for first 2 hours, after that, the damn projector had a problem..all our songs which we had chosed to sing went kaput!!&lt;br /&gt;But instead of singing, we were busy taking pictures...here I have included some snapshots for you people to feast on...some are funny pictures. I like those kind of pictures..very candid!! Dont get me wrong people, I was not measuring her boobs ok..you dirty minded people you!!!&lt;br /&gt;After that picture-taking session, we made up our mind to go home since the technicians could not fix the machine in due time. There went our girls' night out!! I guess, I am coming out of me shell, I feel rejuvenated, and need some companions too. I guess being a cooped-up-nice-goody-goody-two-shoes-wifey is not my niche. I need air, I need people , I need to laugh I need to be silly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/35489543-7348336490143006211?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/7348336490143006211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=7348336490143006211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/7348336490143006211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/7348336490143006211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-wednesday-my-colleagues-and-i-went.html' title='Karaoke session with my gals'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SehKfmKEczI/AAAAAAAAAMI/uts5XK9tVE0/s72-c/IMG_0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-3775519724833003442</id><published>2009-04-17T12:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:06:25.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SegqUoxIdqI/AAAAAAAAALg/Q4fpq74TzN4/s1600-h/P1030644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325553093394855586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SegqUoxIdqI/AAAAAAAAALg/Q4fpq74TzN4/s320/P1030644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear friends, forgive me for not writing. Its been quite a while since my last blog. I am thrilled to be back in here..yeah yeah yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to give a shout out to those people who used to visit my blog to come back and rekindle our friendship.. Netters!! come back..I missed you people..esp you! Yes you, the one who is reading this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I have been such an *** all this time. But hey, I am back..Mommy is back people...hugs and kisses to you all out there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok enough of this shit!.. I want to tell you something embarrassing happened to me this morning..oh gosh..I just can't believe it! I dressed up extra careful today, tank-top and bermuda, and a long coat to cover my top. As usual, I walked briskly, took the train to work, and walked a bit toward my office building. All this while I was a bit conscious as people started to look at me.. I thought maybe they looked at me because I was looking good..who knows a bit sexy babeh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I reached the office, I settled down, switched on my pc and talked abit to my colleague about the weather (our usual conversation). Then I picked up my tumbler and went to the pantry to make coffee, I was greeted by our cleaner lady. She likes to say hello to me and likes to give comments on my dressings. Today, she pulled my coat and asked me why I wore it inside out!! I was shocked and looked at my coat, yes indeed, I wore it inside out all the way from home to office. Just imagine, me looking like an idiot, riding on the train full of passengers with the seams clearly shown to the whole world. And all this while I thought they all admired my coat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They all laughed at me..well at least its a good day to start with right?&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;/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/35489543-3775519724833003442?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/3775519724833003442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=3775519724833003442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3775519724833003442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3775519724833003442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-back-updates.html' title='Welcome Back Updates'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/SegqUoxIdqI/AAAAAAAAALg/Q4fpq74TzN4/s72-c/P1030644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-3623567117548832325</id><published>2007-12-10T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:32:19.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/R11N0ODcGgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YXjHlOb5-IY/s1600-h/3beauties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/R11N0ODcGgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YXjHlOb5-IY/s320/3beauties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142351909048031746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/R11N0uDcGhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3qVFLKtc-b8/s1600-h/DSC02655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/R11N0uDcGhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3qVFLKtc-b8/s320/DSC02655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142351917637966354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/R11N0uDcGiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/JXQCxp3Xyok/s1600-h/mummyNpriest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/R11N0uDcGiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/JXQCxp3Xyok/s320/mummyNpriest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142351917637966370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/R11N0-DcGjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/quZ7IEbJB8M/s1600-h/DSC02666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/R11N0-DcGjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/quZ7IEbJB8M/s320/DSC02666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142351921932933682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember exactly when, but we did go to the Science Centre.&lt;br /&gt;Only me and my gals, Shilka and Bitha, since my boys werent home. They all stayed at my ex's home in JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was Sunday when we went to the SC, I wanted, really wanted all my kids to go and have some learning journey plus fun at SC, but unfortunately my boys couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gals was a bit down and out on Sat, as I didnt carry my promise.  Yeah, I supposed to bring them out, they wanted to go to SC because I told them that I saw they have this new exhibition there.  Its the Secret of Pharaohs.  Yeah to me its kind of mysteries.  I love the stories about Pharaohs.  My kids learn that from me.  Well I made up the time with them, so on Sunday, we went only the 3 of us. And we really had fun there, though I can tell you the Omni got me dizzy. Only a bit, I guess my eyes were not totally focused. I felt that my eye balls were roaming everywhere at the screen. For those of you who been there know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;At least, I did my mummy's duty, you know what I mean, bring them out such as "Family Excursion" to the Science Centre.. hmm..we supposed to go to the the Singapore Expo, for the Metro sale, but they claimed that they were tired. But I think, Shilka wanted to go to her friend's BBQ, and they were faking it. So left me and Bitha at home, watching tv. Wait a minute, I think I napped a bit when I reached home.  Hey, my age is catching up you know, so I need my rest. hehe..Alright enuf already, here are the pics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-3623567117548832325?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/3623567117548832325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=3623567117548832325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3623567117548832325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/3623567117548832325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cant-remember-exactly-when-but-we-did.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/R11N0ODcGgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/YXjHlOb5-IY/s72-c/3beauties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-2272693833404409083</id><published>2007-09-19T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:02:58.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was my 2nd day at NUS doing the signing thing with foreign students.  Some were cute and some were neird.  I cant wait to finish this assignment.  Tomorrow will be my last day there and will be going again next month...&lt;br /&gt;I hate doing signing during puasa time.  Its soo depressing, cant eat the food there. Food at Yusuf Ishak house are so nice especially the dessert, like eclair and cakes..my favourite.  Actually I think I love those things than ice cream. I like cookies and cakes, I dont really like chocolate, becos its soooo chocolaty..i prefer wafer covered with chocolate.  I think i have digress a bit here.  Back to my signing, well I had a bit problem today, not MY problem, but its NUS problem.  They screwed up, becos they did not send the datafile of a student to us so we could print out the agreement.  He came today, with his sureties, but guess what? We didnt have his agreement, you just imagine his face..oh gosh, this guy really got attitude man.. already like bapok bapok, ok like bapok with attitude hehe.  So i have to do the PR thingy, had to call MOE and liaise with my supervisor so he could print the agreement pronto! hmm..it took 2 hours to settle the problem.  The guy didnt want to go to MOE to sign, becos according to him we screwed up not him, so why should  he go all the way there to sign the stupid agreement. *sigh* I actually had an idea whereby everybody could save that 2 hour and settle the prob in 10 mins but oh no! somebody just didnt hear me talking.  My supervisor printed the wrong agreement..then I called him to request he send the soft copy to NUS as the guy was getting pissed.  At last my supervisor listened to my, and did what i said.  Well, I realised that I' am actually smart! hehe..maybe if i tried harder i could be the next president of Singapore..who knows. As for the pissed guy, I wanted to scream and swear at him for being such an ass... but hey its puasa time, right so i have to be patient and smile and apologise every 10 seconds hehehe..hmm..One thing he knew that its not my fault, so he said he going to write a complain letter to NUS, sooo...NUS, be careful, something nasty is coming by..&lt;br /&gt;As for me, now Im thinking of a present for my darling daughter. Her birthday is tomorrow, should i buy her a cake or not? should i buy her a present or just bank in some money into her account so she could buy something nice for herself..&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sweet Sixteen Shilka, hope you going to a good gal, and success in every espect.  I love you very much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-2272693833404409083?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/2272693833404409083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=2272693833404409083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/2272693833404409083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/2272693833404409083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-my-2nd-day-at-nus-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-4650003047346358862</id><published>2007-09-12T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T17:37:31.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Al-Mubarak</title><content type='html'>The Holy day is finally here... Ramadhan Al Mubarak..is finally here.  Alhamdulillah I ve got to celebrate this holy day with my family and friends.  This year, my youngest son is going to try to fast, hmm..I wonder if he could but Insyallah he will survive the entire months with the help from his sisters and brother and definitely his beloved mom.&lt;br /&gt;Well to all muslim brothers and sisters, I would like to wish you all " Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan Al-Mubarak" hopefully all your good deeds during this month will be accepted by His Almighty... Insyaallah, Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasalam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-4650003047346358862?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/4650003047346358862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=4650003047346358862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4650003047346358862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4650003047346358862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/09/ramadhan-al-mubarak.html' title='Ramadhan Al-Mubarak'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-8493606911357402874</id><published>2007-07-01T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T15:43:12.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To JB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RodDR-S2f5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/aU16q38q4Ws/s1600-h/DSC07379_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082104680569798546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RodDR-S2f5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/aU16q38q4Ws/s320/DSC07379_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RodCouS2f4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/VDFWyQzTaFo/s1600-h/DSC07386_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082103971900194690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RodCouS2f4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/VDFWyQzTaFo/s320/DSC07386_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days are coming soon. I have some errands to make before the big day.&lt;br /&gt;So off we went to JB to collect my dresses from the Chinese tailor whom my mom recommended to me.&lt;br /&gt;I had been keeping all my materials for too long, and this event is just perfect reason for me to make my dress. Its lacy, and blue in color, think about it, I have 3 blue dresses, 1 torquoise and 1 yellow. And all with rhinestones. hahaha its not classy if no rhinestone at least that is what i think. Thanks to my brother's gf who is a stewardess, she gave me the beautiful kain sari for my bdae present. And ironically, her name is Ain too :).&lt;br /&gt;As usual, whenever we step into JB, we don't usually shop for clothes but food! yeah food. I love food. And I love Breadtalk, have you guys out there tried their bread? One word "awesome" how i wish that the Breadtalk in Singapore is halal. I love all the variation of bread there, but the one that I love most is Rendang bun with the smell of pandan leave. Oh so yummy, I bought 4 of that. Im going to bring to work tomorrow and the next day, and the day after next hehehe..Yeah, im kiasu right! What can i say, i love it. You shud try man, really fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..now that i have mentioned the word rendang bun, my tummy starts to rumbles, ok guys i have to leave, gonna get me rendang now.... so later everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before I go, for those who asking me where can they find halal breadtalk in malaysia? Its in Jusco..new big place with good food so hurry up guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-8493606911357402874?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/8493606911357402874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=8493606911357402874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8493606911357402874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8493606911357402874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-jb.html' title='To JB'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RodDR-S2f5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/aU16q38q4Ws/s72-c/DSC07379_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-8164597707105539447</id><published>2007-06-07T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T18:38:54.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RneyNG-m7cI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xkmgQFNjAFE/s1600-h/DSC06291_edited1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RneyNG-m7cI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xkmgQFNjAFE/s320/DSC06291_edited1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077723043164777922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its supposed to be my lunch break now...but Im not eating, Im blogging instead.  Yeah, after what I heard the news that my Sup, Linda is leaving the TG section, I have mixed feeling about it.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually thinking the same thing too, I so wanted to leave my section.  But after I heard about her leaving, I think Im gonna stay.  But its too late already, I have submitted my application for No Pay Leave.&lt;br /&gt;Got approval about 2 days ago...but not happy lah.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, no benefit during my NPL - not qualify for full-pay sick leave.&lt;br /&gt;No dental subsidies.&lt;br /&gt;No guarantee of posting back to the same job or the same dept sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Im not qualify for bonus payment... boohoohoo..&lt;br /&gt;but look at the bright side, i will be having fun and you guys will be stucked working..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is I will miss you guys out there...muacks muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the makan time especially, no gossips, no sharing of food and miss "cabut uban" time with kak Merry ... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life is unpredictable...thats is the beauty of it right..ok its almost "balik kampung" time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-8164597707105539447?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/8164597707105539447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=8164597707105539447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8164597707105539447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8164597707105539447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/06/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RneyNG-m7cI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xkmgQFNjAFE/s72-c/DSC06291_edited1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-4446455496556560352</id><published>2007-06-06T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:27:31.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling rambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RmbePm-m7aI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eikRd2pVXBw/s1600-h/DSC05805_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RmbePm-m7aI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eikRd2pVXBw/s320/DSC05805_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072986390021991842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Hello everyone, long time no see me in here right??&lt;br /&gt;sigh...well I don't know what happened to me lately, too busy? I think not...too lazy perhaps.  Too lazy to blog, even though this was my favorite past time.  I don't know what to pen in here anymore, I was like a zombie, living day by day. No fun in me anymore.  Am I mad? I hope not.  I don't want to stay in that place you know, "the resort" in Hougang No, sireeee. Thank you, I still want to work in MOE and make some contribution to my daily work there. Hey, I'm indispensable you know... I'm incharge of 2 biggest institution in Singapore, the NTU and NUS.  I bust my ass to work late nights when it comes to signing agreement in August, yearly.  Well enough said about me and my frigging job ok.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait wait, I have news, good news actually, well not to everyone, but at least me.  My department has planned to have an afternoon trip to lunch at NTU then heading to MediaCorp after that next week Tuesday.  Wow how cool can that be?  I'm gonna meet some celebrities there hopefully, like... like...hmm..this is the problem, I don't know much about celebrities.  But they will not be there at MediaCorp will they? See I don't listen to or watch Malay programme that much.  Frankly, my favorite station in the morning during my "make-up" time is the morning duo, Glenn Ong and FD in Morning Express.  Yup, I only listen to these two clowns chattering every morning before I leave house for work. They never failed to put smile on my face...and sometimes Glenn's remarks could make me laugh..be in in the train full of passengers or on the street...but I don't care what people might think ..they might be thinking that I'm a loony for all I care!! Its just not the same anymore now when he used to be with Rod, they really click. Rod was whacky and Glenn whackier hehe.  I love you guys... without you, I was probably a serious spinster-turned-4-eyed-school principal.  Yeah, I would love to meet these people, and to say thanks for bringing the joy into my life..wow so serious man ahak..&lt;br /&gt;Next subject, hey, I really have lots to talk about aye...this is what happens when someone was emotionally deprived.  So tonight, I'm gonna talk and talk and talk..don't stop me, I will stop when I want to stop alright!! capish?&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks..or even months, I was not into doing anything, not even chatting with my chatters in msn.  Truthfully, I missed them loads.. but oh well, I just couldn't do it anymore.  Maybe its the sign of aging..my eyes just no longer that young-eager-to-stay-awake anymore.  And another reason, the main reason of me not in there anymore is, I don't want to be too close to anyone in there, their friendliness and easy going attitude already made me love them.  Every night I looked forward to chat with them, but now, after what happened to me lately, I just cannot do it anymore..talking about faithfulness. Oh man..!! yup life sucks you know..especially when we are having fun.&lt;br /&gt;I know I longed to be attached to someone whom I can really give my heart to.  And I know that he love me very much and so do I.  But I just missed that feeling, that freedom of doing unthinkable things...like clubbing with my crazy gals on Fridays. Supper on weekends..and just hanging around in shopping center during broke time hehe.  And 'dating' guys when I feel love was in the air.  Yup, those were the days...Ain can be free as a bird.  Not anymore...not anymore:(&lt;br /&gt;But life has to go on, and I thank God for giving me the chance to love again.  And this time, I hope my live will not screw up.  I'm actually looking forward to the big day...yeah..in about a month time before I say 'I do'!! Yo yo yo...its counting down time baby...and guys for those who don't know yet, I'm taking a break for 3 months.  Am going to do my part as the loving wife, and mother. yeah like real..hehe. ooh k serious now. I will be busy doing some chores before moving away to a foreign land boohooo... what chores? well like, a rental flat for my mom and kids, at least for six months. Maid for my mom so she has someone to help out at home.  To check out schools there for all my bratz...sorry kids..I love you ... although sometimes you all really drive me bonkers.  And a new house in Canada to fit in the whole battalion before I can move them there.  And this 3 months is indefinite.  I might quit or extend the period, it all depends on the actual situation.  Oh boy, I hope everything gonna be fine, no hiccups, I hate hiccups.&lt;br /&gt;My man just called, that was his daily call, to tell me that he misses me, on his way to work. Or about his coming itinerary.  Yeah, hes going to England for business trip for a week or so.  He just came back from Africa for his IT project..Oh gosh, this man never knows how to relax.  But its fine with me, keep him busy with work.  As long as hes not misuse my trust and start philandering around I will be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Well well look at my what I wrote...unbelievable.  I'm feeling chatty tonight, is that mean I'm getting back to my old self? always lovin' chatty and witty? haha yeah right!..chatty yes, witty hrmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn yawnnnnnnnn....stretch stretch...look at the time..its going to be 11pm soon..and 11pm means, my fav show is coming up next.  Currently, my fav show on tv is the Miami Ink..oh boy some of you might be wondering why I love this show..its all about guys with tattoos patches all over their bods.   What a bod tat was... especially Ami James..yummy scrummicious.  Hes bawld but sexy kind of bawldy...ya know, just nice for my kind. But the only thing pisses me off is that, I requested to be added as their friend in MySpace, and till now I have been ignored..damn. Oh well, I don't care, as long as I can see them in action every night at 11, that will definitely make sleep in peace.  You rock Miami Ink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok you beautiful guys out there...till next ti&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="7"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me...see ya ...ciao bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-4446455496556560352?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/4446455496556560352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=4446455496556560352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4446455496556560352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4446455496556560352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/06/rambling-rambling.html' title='Rambling rambling'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RmbePm-m7aI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eikRd2pVXBw/s72-c/DSC05805_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-4205504428647795574</id><published>2007-04-29T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:04:43.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wedding in JB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQ0wjPBmeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e8rwNJtfGoI/s1600-h/bta+n+her+nenek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQ0wjPBmeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e8rwNJtfGoI/s320/bta+n+her+nenek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058726290140535266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQ0wjPBmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/N5Nd1DS_HOg/s1600-h/DSC04632_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQ0wjPBmfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/N5Nd1DS_HOg/s320/DSC04632_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058726290140535282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQ0wjPBmgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oJ-JX7qSkM0/s1600-h/DSC04663_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQ0wjPBmgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oJ-JX7qSkM0/s320/DSC04663_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058726290140535298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQ0TzPBmaI/AAAAAAAAADg/M_cdE34NVVM/s1600-h/DSC04636_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQ0UDPBmdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/a7xuy1MSU2I/s320/DSC04694_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058725800514263506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQz0jPBmXI/AAAAAAAAADI/RIP4Y_I0eAA/s1600-h/_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQz0jPBmXI/AAAAAAAAADI/RIP4Y_I0eAA/s320/_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058725259348384114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQz0zPBmYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/MCjpsaRJlPU/s1600-h/DSC04628_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQz0zPBmYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/MCjpsaRJlPU/s320/DSC04628_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058725263643351426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22 April, last Sunday, the whole clan, my family, from my dad's side chartered a bus, to drive us to JB for a wedding.  My cousin's daughter's wedding.  We were so excited to meet each other on the bus, all those people whom I have not seen for such a long time were there too. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The journey there lasted about 45 minutes.  Oh boy, the weather was blazingly hot, I was sweating, the rest of the people in my group also felt the same way, we were desperately looking for shady areas or at least a fan to cool ourselves.  My gals were complaining all the way, that they are feeling hot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just couldn't enjoy the buffet spread, as I was too bothered by the heat. My boys, already running around, looking for things to play and experience.  They never been to kampung houses before. So they were quite curious.  I was ecstatics, I saw my other relatives from KL, and Malacca.  I even saw my crush!! hehe. He was different..after so many years, he changed from someone toned and muscled to a big barrel with a crooked teeth.  But hey, dear me, he has 7 kids now and his wife as ever so timid. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At first, we were thinking of spending 2 full hours there to mingle with the long lost cousins and relatives.  But we cut it short as the kids were already complaining of the heat.  It was so unbearable. So we climbed back up the bus and decided to go for a shopping trip instead to use up the hours.  We went to Jaya Jusco the biggest mall in JB.  It was fun to be there, hey I love to shop!!  Its great to be in an air conditioned for a change.  I bought buns from Breadtalk, Singapore's Breadtalk still not Halal, so I took the chance to buy from JB, and Dunkin Donuts.  I was praying inside that I will not be stopped for bringing food into Singapore.  Unfortunately, my cousin has to throw away her bottles of chewing gums....but allowed to bring in her buns and donuts.  As for me, it was a breeze... I was not stopped by the police at the checkpoint.  Thank God!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All in all the trip was good, and now Im thinking of going to JB again in May, I have an errand to do.  I have to pick my fiance's suits and my dresses from the tailor.  Ok here I have posted some pics from the JB trip.  So enjoy...&lt;/span&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/35489543-4205504428647795574?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/4205504428647795574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=4205504428647795574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4205504428647795574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4205504428647795574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/04/wedding-in-jb.html' title='A wedding in JB'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RjQ0wjPBmeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e8rwNJtfGoI/s72-c/bta+n+her+nenek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-5769249963217432089</id><published>2007-04-02T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T16:36:33.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rahsia Ciuman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RhDAho_Q-RI/AAAAAAAAACc/-IpndgKsAlA/s1600-h/DSC02309_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RhDAho_Q-RI/AAAAAAAAACc/-IpndgKsAlA/s320/DSC02309_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048746866453313810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Got this from a colleague who obviously had nothing much to do, hehe.  She sent this almost to our gang, and its really cute....I wonder which one belongs to your character huh ? So guys is it true? King? Naz? Epul? Fadly? hmmm..just something to share..a little laugh goes a long way guys...so laugh and u will always stay younger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Amaran:  Kajian ini dibuat secara rambang, mungkin ada sedikit perbezaan dari individu ke individu yang lain .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium dahi isteri........suami yang romantis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium pipi isteri........suami yang penyayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium mulut isteri.......suami yang gelojoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium tengkuk isteri........suami yang mata keranjang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium telinga isteri.........suami yang sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium leher isteri.........suami yang penyabar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium buah dada isteri........suami yang suka bermanja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium tangan isteri.......suami yang hipokrit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium ketiak isteri.......suami yang menerima isterinya  seadanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium kemaluan isteri......suami yang pemalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium punggung isteri.......suami yang suka bergurau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium kaki isteri.......suami yang terlalu menghormat  isteri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Tidak  suka cium mana-mana bahagian badan isteri......suami yang memtingkan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; diri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;Suka  cium seluruh bahagian badan isteri........ suami yang baru balik dari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; outstation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-5769249963217432089?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/5769249963217432089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=5769249963217432089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/5769249963217432089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/5769249963217432089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/04/rahsia-ciuman.html' title='Rahsia Ciuman'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RhDAho_Q-RI/AAAAAAAAACc/-IpndgKsAlA/s72-c/DSC02309_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-1576022270868037693</id><published>2007-03-28T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T14:34:35.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RgoJW4_Q-PI/AAAAAAAAACI/-hBr71P0XYE/s1600-h/DSC02719.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yo bloggers and and my faithful readers, kudos to you all...still keeping in touch with my blog eh..hehe. Well, people cant resist the super controversial stories in here...what can I say folks, it is the most talkabout blog in century haha yeah like real..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How you doing out there? hope everything is good and dandy..me too, well I supposed was a bit disturbed by the comments eventhough all is based on speculations. I mean its my blog for God's sake, please respect it..if you hate it then dont read..its easy as ABC. Now I have bounced back to my old self. Well just to update, my new photo, hehe well if you wanna see me wearing tudung, hmm..ok here it is..not exactly like conservative tudung, but more to liberal type. Anyway..I think I look good dont you think so? Hmm I let you figure that out, esp the lady who commented on me..well maybe you missed looking at me with my tudung right....ok then enjoy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-1576022270868037693?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/1576022270868037693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=1576022270868037693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1576022270868037693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1576022270868037693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to normal'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-7170194909755352598</id><published>2007-03-26T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T15:47:51.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax, Calm and Collective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0); FONT-FAMILY: arial; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Well well I didnt know that my modest blog will get this super hot response from readers... thanks to you people out there from the bottom of my heart. When I started this blog, I was not thinking of the risks and unaware of the fate that was to befall me. I take it as a lesson, and my friends told me not to bother with all those hurting words..well, to me, they can say anything, but to touch on my personal things such as my kids, thats different. So if someone wants to get even then get even with something in common not to touch on my personal live. Lets leave the kids alone, you dont have to tell the whole world that I am the mother of 4 and I should remember where my place as a mother. Thank you for your concern dear... If not for me, my kids will not be alive by now. I know my place and my responsibility and you know something? my kids love me very very much. For your info, my eldest is already reaching 16 years old.. and to see your comments in my blog, shes not ashamed of me, but she is very disappointed in you.. yes, as a repentant, you should know how to approach someone who you feel needs the guidance. But to misbehave in my blog, thats something unacceptable. I always be open to my kids, and they to me, so we treat each other with respect. But whatever it is, I hope you dont feel bitter, I wish you get the same love as I am getting, for you to mention about me of taking guys money, thats a joke.. I wonder who is that lucky guy!! If only you knew how many guys who wish to out with me, you will be surprised..yes..Im not that easy as you think my friend. And I am not cheap as you mentioned in your comment. Oh yeah, its because I have found the love of my life.. we are happy.. And insyaallah, you will find someone who will love you too..and thus will end your bitterness. Like me, I have both, the love from my kids and the love from my man ...so stop feeling pitiful and move on..I know there is someone for everyone of us..only it takes time to find the right person.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-7170194909755352598?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/7170194909755352598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=7170194909755352598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/7170194909755352598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/7170194909755352598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/03/relax-calm-and-collective.html' title='Relax, Calm and Collective'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-6627067525771010931</id><published>2007-03-13T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:51:16.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Nite..'/><title type='text'>Friday Nite Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RfWEztJFDLI/AAAAAAAAACA/WzfsJ2D5DUM/s1600-h/DSC03138_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RfWEztJFDLI/AAAAAAAAACA/WzfsJ2D5DUM/s320/DSC03138_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041081381737008306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Aku termenung kat depan pc ni, firstly pasal aku nye cermin mata dah hilang last Friday, dah potek dah.  HIlang kat dlm cab ke atau kat club pun aku tak tau..tapi rasa rasa aku dah bawak balik, masok kan kat dalam beg comel aku..&lt;br /&gt;Tempat yg aku pergi nama dia The Pumproom, kat Clarke Quay, aku, Sal, Zah and Roy. Tapi last minute Roy buat hal lah, konon dia dah tak gi clubbing lagi lah..padahal, kita dah ckp siang siang nak jumpa pasal dah lama kita tak jumpa mungking dah 2 or 3 tahun lalu last kita jumpa. Then semua buat hal masing masing. Now, lagi Sal dah nak kawin, aku insyaallah..Zah, hmm dengar ada yg baru ..hensem pulak tu. Well, mudah mudahan lah semua kan. Roy, bila lagi pulak kau dengan Fendi? Boring lah Roy tak de hari tu, byk yg kita nak ckp ..maybe nak bincang pasal wedding Sal. Aku nak jadi bridesmaid dia..yahooo..&lt;br /&gt;Actually, kita dah cadang nak kluar malam tu only gals ajer, then tetiba si DAvid pulak msg, tanya me ape plan malam tu, so aku pun ckp lah..yg aku nak gi Pumproom.  Dia pun ape lagi..ingat aku ada hot date. Alah, David, David mana ada, semua gals, so aku pun ingat ajak dia lah...mesti dia tak nak bila dia dgr kita nak gi semua gals kan...tetapi sebalik nye. Dia nak ikut babe. Dia kata sure. Hai, aku dah boring, aku actually ajak ajak ayam aje..then dia dah nak ikut, ape aku nak buat eh, aku tak reaply dia..aku tunggu, aku pikir .. bow to reply dia eh..nak turn down dia slow slow lah konon.  But member tak de idea lah babe.  So aku pun call Sal ckp dgn dia David nak ikut, nak melekat aje si dektu.  Then Sal ckp dia tak kisah, Zah pun ajak Martin, so aku rasa ok lah...kalau ada dua jantan dorang bole lah berborak kan.&lt;br /&gt;Aku kluar mlm tu terlambat, so kesian Sal,  sorry ok darling becos of me you susah nak cari parking kereta.  Then David pulak mengadu dia frust pasal tak de kedai makan , banyak kedai dah tutup...nasib kau lah David..hehe. Well aku ckp lah dng dia..pat club yg kita nak gi tu still serve finger food, dia pun iye kan aje lah..so we going to meet up there.  Dia yg tak tau jalan ke situ, dah sampai pun, kita yg terkial kial cari place tu. But at last terjumpa lah ...aduh org punya lah ramai...but respect, band power babe.  Jive Talking mmg best..aku suka tgk that guy tu lah yg guitarist and he can sing too..bila aku tgk dia betol betol..ada mirip mirip si Rod Monteiro, hmm..kira ok lah tu kan..dance floor sempit lah..kita terselit kat bar counter atas stage.  Punya lah panas aku rasa..pasal sempit then bukan tu aje, orang ramai..but the crowd i dont like lah..ramai Ah Beng lah..then dorang bukan joget, melonjak lonjak aje..mcm joget lion dance. So aku excuse lah nak gi washroom, nak refresh kan muka lah konon. then kat situ ada satu budak cina pompan ni tau, dia mcm perasan jambu gitu..hehe Dia bole tanya aku, lawa tak makeup dia..aku kan mana tau ckp bohong, aku ckp lah make dia cantek, suka kau dia..dia kata dia mmg belajar make up,,so kalau aku nak make up dia bole tolong service kan muka aku..hai mcm lah akjuperlukan..aku dah natural beauty..betol tak gals...hehe&lt;br /&gt;Tempat tu mcm boring pun ada...aku tak tau ape aku nak ckp nak buat ape dgn si David tu, dia sebelah aku..dia diam aje, dia yg bayar kan our drinks..so how eh nak buat ape..&lt;br /&gt;Sal bising dgn aku, dia suruh lah aku joget dng David ..Sal kata aku boring..aku bukan boring, aku respect kawan, Sal kan sorang, fiance dia luar negeri..so aku konon nak teman kan dia. Last week, aku kluar dgn David ok ok pulak..mungkin only 2 of us kan. So kita tau lah ape yg harus kita laku kan.  He was so sweet masa tu, kita gi dinner than terus ke One Night Stand. That was fun, aku betol nye enjoy masa tu.  Kita tak menari kat dance floor, only kat barcounter aje.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..well..masa yg kat Pumproom tu, aku syiok sendiri lah..aku menari dgn si David then dengan Sal..bila lagu best, mcm RnB ok ketengah sikit..but bila techno..ok ok..masok dock balik hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Bila jam sudah menunjuk kan pukul 3.30 pagi, baru lah kita beredar, si Zah masa tu dah tak dgn kita lagi, mambang dia tak suka tempat tu, so they went to Satu Malam Berdiri..but dia kata dia pun pulang sama time cam kita jugak.  Ah masa tu lah aku nye specs hilang kan..aku suspect bila Sal turun kan aku kat 6th Ave to catch a cab, aku nye specs dah terjatuh..antara kat lupa or dalam cab.  Tak per lah..specs tu pun dah bole masok musium, dah 3 years or more pun umur dia. So now aku dah tempah yang baru, cantek lagi colourful hehe.  But only siap on Wednesday, so buat sementara ni, aku terpaksa lah jadi cam Kasim Selamat kan..so sorry eh kawan kawan kalau aku type tersalah salah..almaklum lah...mata ni dah lama tak service .. :)&lt;br /&gt;sekian wasalam...&lt;/span&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/35489543-6627067525771010931?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/6627067525771010931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=6627067525771010931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6627067525771010931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/6627067525771010931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-nite-out.html' title='Friday Nite Out'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RfWEztJFDLI/AAAAAAAAACA/WzfsJ2D5DUM/s72-c/DSC03138_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-8518854539509982733</id><published>2007-03-08T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:53:52.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You never miss the water till the well runs dry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Re-y-C86EKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WnZdSVbdi6c/s1600-h/DSC02937_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Re-y-C86EKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WnZdSVbdi6c/s320/DSC02937_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039443287064842402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;You never miss the water till the well runs dry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm really sorry for not posting any new blogs...well i was a bit under the weather. I was not in the mood at all. I was feeling sad, uneasy, like why , what happened now? My life was going fine then suddenly it took turn.  I know its not a bad turn but it still made me think about my future.  The guy who didn't call me for such a long time, now he returned with his undying love!! hahaha after so much hurts and loneliness and after I have found my solace,  friends who always be ready for me, when I'm lonely. Yeah guys its you out there, I really appreciate your friendship and whatever ships your offering me ;)&lt;br /&gt;Now he came back with more to offer...my future!! the only thing that I'm waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah just like R told me, "dear you have to think about your future, you have kids and you are not getting younger!" thanks R, I really appreciate your kind concern.  I'm taking your advice..&lt;br /&gt;even though you know whats in my heart... but I'm happy, and relieved because at last I told you about my hidden feelings..and its not only me, you feel the same way about me too.  But due to some circumstances, we just couldn't be together..and realized it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason for everything, especially for me to love again.  But now, I have to step aside, and let you move on. I have to move on ...and move on I will... that was why I asked you , "will you miss me when I'm no longer around here" I'm glad and at the same time, crushed when you said, You will...&lt;br /&gt;I cried, and cried for you, for us, for the love that will never be there..for the things that we will never achieved, for the words that will never be said...&lt;br /&gt;Phewwww...well anyway..its over..but one thing for sure, you always have a special place in my heart!!&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/35489543-8518854539509982733?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/8518854539509982733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=8518854539509982733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8518854539509982733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/8518854539509982733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-never-miss-water-till-well-runs-dry.html' title='You never miss the water till the well runs dry..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Re-y-C86EKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WnZdSVbdi6c/s72-c/DSC02937_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-1566692346100500712</id><published>2007-02-22T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:25:28.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Risk!! My friend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Re-sRy86EJI/AAAAAAAAABw/8yyQrfRkfjA/s1600-h/DSC02034_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Re-sRy86EJI/AAAAAAAAABw/8yyQrfRkfjA/s320/DSC02034_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039435929785864338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Yo, hmm my life seems more interesting nowadays. More things to look out for. Im in cloud 9, ahak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;well, last Sat, me went to Sentosa, wif a friend. It  could be fun if only we took a train or cable car to the site.  But, unfortunately, too many people queing for that, so we decided to walk.  It was hot, my gosh, really, i was like perspiring, hmm..and luckily, he carried my bag.  Thanks alot haha..for being such a gentleman....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now, he has left for Europe :( well..its his job. I hope hes doing fine. Before he left, he had some prob wif his company but everything was solved after that. Im sorry, I couldnt meet you before you left, but I will always be here when you return :) so cheer up ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;We shared a couple of songs on the net, he will send me some songs, which I took seriously.. I would listen to these songs daily and eventually, yeah I could sing along with the singer.yeah.  One of the songs is by by Saigon Kick! I still listen to this song whenever Im on the train, in the lift, in the office, even at home.. everywhere.. Love is on the way.. yeah boy! I really hope so:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;The feeling when Im with someone who cares about me, is unexplainable. I guess Im lonely and I need someone to be with me. When I said, I couldnt be bothered about man, well I was lying, I would really love to be with a man, not any man, but a man who could give me love unconditionally.  Till now Im still searching for that man.  Oh where are you my Mr Right??? where on my left or on my right??? Yeah Lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-1566692346100500712?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/1566692346100500712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=1566692346100500712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1566692346100500712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/1566692346100500712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/02/high-risk-my-friend.html' title='High Risk!! My friend..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/Re-sRy86EJI/AAAAAAAAABw/8yyQrfRkfjA/s72-c/DSC02034_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-4241005293627899638</id><published>2007-02-21T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T17:21:08.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pengemis Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdwN2B5DHkI/AAAAAAAAABU/AOe4FeItfNI/s1600-h/DSC02032_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdwN2B5DHkI/AAAAAAAAABU/AOe4FeItfNI/s320/DSC02032_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033913705365184066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ella - Pengemis Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Suka dan duka silih berganti&lt;br /&gt;Bayang dirimu menghilang kini&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa adakah aku bersalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menangis hati memanggilmu&lt;br /&gt;Teringat segala sumpah janjimu&lt;br /&gt;Dahulu akulah suri hidupmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Apakah upaya&lt;br /&gt;Diriku wanita&lt;br /&gt;Dan yang tinggal kini&lt;br /&gt;Kedukaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan ku jadi&lt;br /&gt;Pengemis cintamu&lt;br /&gt;Akan kubuktikan&lt;br /&gt;Kepadamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luka di hati kurawat sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Hari berlalu musim berganti&lt;br /&gt;Dan kini kau ingin&lt;br /&gt;Diriku lagi&lt;br /&gt;( Ulang chorus )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I chose this song, because I have been listening to it for a few days now. Someone from the net gave it to me.  I like Ella's husky voice, and the song somehow, brought somekind of feeling in me.  I feel sad whenever I listen to this song.  Its about unreturned love. Hmm...somehow, it rang a bell...&lt;br /&gt;boohooo boo hoooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-4241005293627899638?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/4241005293627899638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=4241005293627899638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4241005293627899638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/4241005293627899638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/02/pengemis-cinta.html' title='Pengemis Cinta'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdwN2B5DHkI/AAAAAAAAABU/AOe4FeItfNI/s72-c/DSC02032_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-855228547470679026</id><published>2007-02-15T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T14:56:53.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdQCox5DHjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sgVavraD_C0/s1600-h/DSC02235_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdQCox5DHjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sgVavraD_C0/s320/DSC02235_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031649583290326578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;amacam !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rock terus Majuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdQBvx5DHiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gpBLTvHOfMI/s1600-h/DSC02281_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdQBvx5DHiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gpBLTvHOfMI/s320/DSC02281_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031648604037783074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lipstick Advertisment!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdQBEh5DHhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RRCoQ_p8j-Q/s1600-h/DSC02283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdQBEh5DHhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RRCoQ_p8j-Q/s320/DSC02283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031647861008440850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Good Gals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdP_Lx5DHeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W_-y-OgAw4o/s1600-h/DSC02266_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdP_Lx5DHeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/W_-y-OgAw4o/s320/DSC02266_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031645786539236834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At Clarke Quay - bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdP_Lx5DHfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gx54WMgCU0E/s1600-h/DSC02270_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdP_Lx5DHfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gx54WMgCU0E/s320/DSC02270_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031645786539236850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Zah and Me at Satay King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdP_MB5DHgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fR86p4_1GXc/s1600-h/DSC02275_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdP_MB5DHgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/fR86p4_1GXc/s320/DSC02275_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031645790834204162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yummy , Satay anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What can i say abt this special day? Nothing! First of all I dont celebrate, and theres no date for me boohoohoo...why oh why?? Anyways, eventho no date, I still had fun.  My colleagues and me went out to hv dinner at Clarke Quay, at Satay King, then proceed to One Night Stand.&lt;br /&gt;The place wasnt crowded, we prefer to eat in rather alfresco.  The menu was so delightful, but I found that the food names were abit racist eg:  Negro Char Kuey Tiaw...i guess must be super duper black!!, even prata has this racist name, Negro Prata..that I cant guess, maybe it got really burnt!!&lt;br /&gt;The place was cosy, nice and comfy.  We took pictures. We had our dinner slowly while talking and sms'ing friends at the same time.  During dinner, I received an sms, a number which didnt ring a bell...10 digits, so i was concentrating who was this sender wishing me Happy Valentine's Day..so I asked him, and he told me his name...my oh my..I was so embarrased...he was the one that's been stood up by me.  Its not my fault ok, he was tobe blamed, the way he sounded, as if hes a sleazy old man!!  So what can a woman do, I rather not meeting him. I switched off my hp, went offline in YM, and I event told my colleague, not to call me if theres a call for me from him.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sounds like I was cruel but hey, its a precautions ok.&lt;br /&gt;So when he mentioned his name as Adel, I was scratching my head, whos the hell is Adel... when he replied " why did i do tat to him when he was in Singapore!!" thats the catch. I knew its him.&lt;br /&gt;I just ignored..hmm..ok..lets move on..&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to One Nite Stand, I like the band there..but it was not the same band that I encountered.  Its different, its Six in the City!! Im telling you the guitarist, wow..tats the word. And Zah somewhat agreed with me, we found that hes such a cutie. The lead singer, well I dont know what his race he looks like Napalese..hmmm can a Napalese work in a bar as a singer? hmmm....i dont know..but boy, can he sing..yup..and he can do other things to..&lt;br /&gt;he can play drums..yup or conga? was it what u call? the little drums? Anyway I like all their songs..really hard rocking songs...I sang along too, songs from Whitesnake, Creed, Santana...and so on so forth.&lt;br /&gt;Zah had to leave, her date came to fetch her. So left me and Freda, oh we still had fun...moreover a bit later, some one, someone we know, BJ Kadir came forward and asked me for a chair.  He was with a couple of friends and family.  Guys!! he was really into dancing, oh boy, he was grinding and swaying to the beat, he danced cha cha and freestyle as in the 80s.  hehe. Its was so funny, he danced like he never danced before, like gasing !! even he cant sit still, his ass keep on moving..oh my.!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh another surprise was, one of Singapore's fooballers, Mr Rafi Ali and gang was called to the stage to play a song, Play that Funky Music White Boy... Do you know that he was good in playing drums? yes!! like a pro! Its really a night to remember..just chilling with ma good friends...hmmm..now am thinking of going there again on Friday night to see whats happening there!!  As for Zah, well I dont know, but hope she had a good clean fun!!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;Me and Freda, left the club at 1.30am..cause we have to work the next day ... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-855228547470679026?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/855228547470679026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=855228547470679026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/855228547470679026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/855228547470679026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/RdQCox5DHjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sgVavraD_C0/s72-c/DSC02235_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-9114942028332857812</id><published>2007-02-11T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:19:12.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow, its a great day today, I started with my morning by going out with a friend, he came to pick me up in the wee hour, no, not to a club, but for supper at Jalan Kayu. I was craving for teh-tarik, so without any hesitation, he offered to accompany me there. What a nice guy he was eh!!  Thanks Zul :) We sat and talked like we never talked before, we covered lots of topic.  About his job, about my job..about some personal things, hes so comfortable to be with. And I will not hesitate to go out again with him.  He's funny and cute too in his own way. His childishness just made me smile.  He drove me home around 3.30am..and guess what, I nearly stepped my sis in law who is staying for a few days at my home.  She slept in the living room with her kids and hubby.  I crept quietly, but not too quiet i guess, it was pitched black, I didnt dare to switch on lights as I didnt want to wake the house.  But I stepped on someones leg, and she woke up holding my hands, and guiding me, I knocked a fan, a chair before I could stand near the wall next to my kitchen!! I thank God, for not stepping onto any of nieces..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then I went out wif my kids to Suntec. I have no inclination or whatsoever to shop. Especially a pair of shoes.  I was wearing my old high heel, the one i sent for repair, got back looking so nice like new. But unfortunately the shoes' strap came loose.  That has given me a reason to buy a new one.  Yeah, you cant walk around with one strap hanging loose. It wont work, a lady should always be proud of her shoes and one can never get enough of shoes.  I have one full shoe-rack of only my shoes in there and Im feeling like a proud mother to a couple of beautiful kids. I cherish my shoes, and keep them clean and wearable.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to my trip wif my kids to Suntec. We had fun, we went into one after another shop.  Topshop, MNG, Zara, Dorothy Perkins, etc.. I bought a dress to go with my black tights which has been discounted, and also a red top, sleeveless and beautifully cut.&lt;br /&gt;Shilka bought 2 blouses, nice for teenagers. She likes simple t-shirts. So she bought one at MNG and another one at Zara. Me, well i know i shudnt buy anything, since i bought a pair of shoes, and a couple of blouses and not to mention some pants which i bought from G2000. I just cant keep my hands off the tops at MNG just too awesome. I look nice in them..anyway, Im just a woman, just like any others. As mentioned before, never enough of everything..LOL. I remember I saw a tag, written "grab as you go", and  " buy it before regret" these are tags mention so our mind will trigger us to grab and buy it before someone grab it, its the last piece for goodness sake. I was one of them, but the better side of me told me not to.  I went to check the price, pheww..still expensive, I thought last piece should be discounted! The salesgirl told me that the price tag is correct, the pants cost $73 a pair! oh shoot!! I put them back on the rack...let others grab it then...&lt;br /&gt;We had ice cream, and lunch at the Breeks, the place was empty, but the food was good. I had lamb chop, my kids had fish n chips and sirloin steak. Im still full till now. Last but not least our day didn't stop there, we went to buy some candy at Candy Empire, I really hate this place, cause, every time i went, I surely buy loads. I cant resist the temptation of those sweet and chocolaty taste of those amazing candies. I still have sweet tooth ok, so its not me to be blame, its my tooth still craving for those sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, we had a wonderful, quality time together, the pics will tell you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-9114942028332857812?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/9114942028332857812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=9114942028332857812' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/9114942028332857812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/9114942028332857812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/02/sunday-shopping.html' title='Sunday Shopping'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-732255269473191472</id><published>2007-02-10T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T00:58:03.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hairdo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=fr&amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376155386012&amp;site=widget-9c.slide.com" name="flashticker" align="middle" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?sk=0&amp;tt=24&amp;amp;amp;amp;cy=fr&amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=288230376155386012&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p1/288230376155386012/fr_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?sk=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=24&amp;cy=fr&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=288230376155386012&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p2/288230376155386012/fr_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;New hairdo! well not really a hairdo, just a change in colour..from something bright and loud to something somber and down to earth.. This is truly me, yeah...ash and blond streaks.  Then blond looks more red then yellow.  But overall, i love the new colour, it enhances my tanned skin :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This time it didnt take too long to finish the whole process, it look about 2 hours and walah.. I already looking so radiant hehe, but this time, they didnt bleach my hair which is good.  My hair was spoilt because of those damn bleaches.  I will show you some pics of me with my new hair colour.  I didnt cut it, going to keep it longer this time. My colleague went with me to Kimage, and she rebonded her hair. It suits her well, looking so  sexy with  straight hair,  you  go Jelly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; We were joined by two other colleagues, Freda and Zana, we had fun that day, shopping and eating and pictures.. cant live without my digicam. Thanks Sony !! hehe because of you, I can share photos with my dear friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I bought a couple of tops, most of them are tanks and halter neck. Thinking of wearing for parties and clubbings..but hey Im too tired for club tonight.  Sal called me yesterday, when I was in the train, telling me to join her and her girlfriends at One Night Stand, but sorry gal, im was too tired, feet were killing me. I was indeed in the mood for party tonight, but I was wrong, my laziness and tiredness still linger. Im still wasted!!  Sorry to Zah and Freda, will try next week. But hey guys,  on of my male friends gonna have a gig at Balaclava at Suntec this coming 24.  Not gonna miss it for anything in the world.  Love the music and love the guys..you rock BBF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Maybe next week when we go clubbing, Sal and her crazy friends can join us too..I heard alot about them from Zah, they really rock.  Wouldnt mind mingling with them, and join their crazy fun.  I wanna see the pics !! Zah i want to see all the pics ok, even the uncensored ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And for my dear friend, Sal, congrats for your ability in convincing Ingo into joining Islam.  So whats his name? I hope not Omar Shariff eh..thats old man!!  I hope everything going smoothly with his syahadah tomorrow.  Please be with him and guide him in everywhere possible, my friend. You are his eyes and ears now..wah ..steady lah aku.  Do I sound like a psychiatrist?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anyways, all the best for everyone,  whatever you do, do it with confidence and faith. God bless you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys one more thing before I go, listen, watch channel Suria @ 8.30 my bros' first episode of Bintang, something like how a star being born..watch out dudes and dudettes for this episode, this Mon, its Nuradee's turn.&lt;/span&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/35489543-732255269473191472?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/732255269473191472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=732255269473191472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/732255269473191472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/732255269473191472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-hairdo.html' title='New Hairdo'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-117093268714268747</id><published>2007-02-08T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T19:07:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/196890/DSC00063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/367713/DSC00063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/512683/DSC00067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/935178/DSC00067.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/617900/DSC00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/527094/DSC00068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/919599/DSC01448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/452633/DSC01448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esok Friday, I will be on leave. The reason is very simple, nak gi *update* my rambut meaning, nak gi do something with it lah.  I called and made an appointment, for 2persons. Jelly and Me.&lt;br /&gt;Shes gonna rebond her hair and me, well i dont know yet...maybe to perm ...wait , maybe just to colour. No cut this time..I think my hair is still short, I dont know if the hairstylist will agree with my decision to go with the perming.  The receptionist who answered my call, told me that the colour dept is full, so I have no choice but to perm. I would like just to colour my hair, i want to dye the colour of platinum with blonde streaks..yup, must be nice right..just imagine..yeah no doubt about it!!&lt;br /&gt;So I will be on leave, and I wont be spending my lunch time hip-hop dance class with nolin, sorry darling, maybe next week ok.  Im telling you that class is hot, super duper fantastic.  I didnt know that I have the flair in dance.  Joining this class is good too, as it can stabilise my weight.  Its hardwork too ok, no one perspire like me...cos i put in more effort them them haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well here are some pics of me, in my hip hop attire, ofcos not up to standard, but hey, im not joing any contest to look fab. Its just MOE club, so just dress simple and comfortable.  Look at the ball, I have tried many times to exercise using that bloody ball, but i fell quite a bit.  It not easy as it seems.  So I decided just to sit on it..and bounce around hehehe.  Its a good exercise, good for your pelvic muscle..;)&lt;br /&gt;OOps my baby called, he said to buy cempedak goreng, at pasar malam, see im like their service lady, should i buy? hmm..anything for my family..love them and hate them still my flesh and blood...  but ofcos i love them to bits..i want to squeeze them..my babies...oh my babies..&lt;br /&gt;i like putu piring, i think im gonna buy that too, and i like goreng pisang , so i will buy some. yummy yummy for yummy mummy..lol&lt;br /&gt;well..guys..i hv to run along now..if i want the cempedak and pisang goreng..byeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-117093268714268747?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/117093268714268747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=117093268714268747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/117093268714268747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/117093268714268747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/02/esok-friday-i-will-be-on-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-117076230720221315</id><published>2007-02-06T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:07:13.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, @ work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/784302/DSC01943_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/199520/DSC01943_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;As usual, me still @ the office, although the time already shown 7.15pm.  Im a bit confused. I received an email, an anonymous email to be exact..from someone obviously knows who i am.  I saw the email, he sent twice. I thought it was a spam, but when i opened and read the content, I knew it must be from someone working in MOE.  I just dont know who yet.  But I intend to find out. He must be an admirer..haha...well i hv an admirer in MOE?? my gosh, but who is he?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Do you wanna see what he wrote? ok..here it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;hi. :-) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;it has been quite some time since i last saw you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;having said that, you look simply ravishing right now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;i thought your occasional presence at the gym was just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;for show but you have really put in a lot of effort.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;your curves are fully emphasised and you dress well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;girl, i am truly impressed. :-) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;sharifa, i know you are married. i envy your hubby for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;having a very lovely wife. women all over singapore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;should forget those slimming centres and look to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;for inspiration. keep it up. :-) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;be happy and stay sexy always. have a lovely week&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ahead. :-) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;GOD BLESS YOU &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;p.s. you have an almost perfect figure but there is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;one area you should focus upon. i believe you know it,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;too. if you really clueless, let me know. there are a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;couple of exercises you can do but it takes time and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;patience. cheers. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes, and i shud know where the place eh? hmm...i think i know..must be my..******.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;hahaha..you guys you shud find out yourself ok..this si so embarrassing..come on, give me a break. I think hes such a sweet guy..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, today a bit of bad news, found out a friend's ex's father passed away yesterday morning. We intend to go but, my friend suddently call me and say that we shouldnt go as her ex still cant get over her yet! I hope everything alright with her ex's family, now that the head of the family already gone.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh I had a nice lunch today, with my colleagues, Jelly and Freda.  Sal as usual, such a darling, picked us up from MOE and drove to Clementi for the famous Boneless Chicken Rice. Yummy, and the waiters hmmm..according to Sal looks like Anwar Zain.  I dont really noticed that,  really ? i just saw his long tied hair..maybe the hair looks like Anwar..for the face, hmm..i think he needs more efforts to look like Anwar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;We talked, we laughed and we joked. Talked about Sal's coming wedding, about her relationship with Ingo, about my relationship with....and talked about Freda's as well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh well, ours, Freda's and mine.. the guys are peddling slowly...hehe..(kayoh sampan tak sampai sampai pun..too slow lah) *hmm..yawninggggggg* Freda already fed up with this situation, so guys..plse fill up the gap...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, its going to be 8pm soon, i think i better stop, Freda is restless, she needs to go home soon, and i need too. I need my beauty rest..after a hard day at work.  I really really need to finish my book, why cant i finish my book yet? its only about 10 pages more..oh God, I want to finish it by today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i feel that the story has becoming a bit predictable, and before i could finish a page, my eyes begin to shut..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;ok im gonna rush now..so i will be in here again tomorrow..love you guys..muacks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/35489543-117076230720221315?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/117076230720221315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=117076230720221315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/117076230720221315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/117076230720221315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/02/tuesday-work.html' title='Tuesday, @ work'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-117067446590782349</id><published>2007-02-05T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:12:57.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post mortem after TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/232758/DSC01453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/189278/DSC01453.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lah, what a boring night that was!! Sal picked me up somewhere near the mamak shop, cos, i told her that there's drilling and piling of some construction works infront of MOE building. Oh gosh, what a nice car she got there. Its Lexus, 7 seater, pardon me, I dont know the specific name for that particular vehicle.  Yeah, cosy and beautifully laid interior, leather seats..yo yo mama..nice nice. I was like a "madam" sitting beside her.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we yakediyak alot, till we reached the place. She brought her own pool cue ( maybe shes thinking of switching her career?).&lt;br /&gt;I never like pool, its too complicated, u hv to half squat lah, lean against the pool table lah...wah this cannot man, u know what I mean? I tried once, wif a friend, and i had to do all these stuff, is so demoralising, its like i hv to show my body movement and then pose to strike. Gosh, I was blushing when i leaned against the table..top half on the pool table..yeah try to imagine that..and I was like wearing my low neckline blouse..no way...that was the first and the last. And you know what the "friend" yeah its a male, he was persuading me to learn, according to him, its a fun game. I think congkak is more fun lah...i dont hv to lean to anything and no one need to hold my back, or my arm or my waist to show me how to hold the cue and to lean forward!! HAHAHA. Hmm...it was fun though, when thinking about it.  Just imagine what was playing in his head... grrrrrrrr haha... teaser teaser...&lt;br /&gt;That was hmm..Dec last year..or late Nov ? well i cant keep up with this dates. Hey how come i digress ? i was talking about my TGIF right? This is typical me, im too talkative till i can talk about several topics in one blog!  Ok Ok, well see Sal, my friend, she has this guy friend of hers, well and he owns this pub , a small pub somewhere along the Boat Quay.  We went there, met some of her friends. And she started to show her skill, which i think is not too bad considering shes new to this thing.  We had fruit punch, shes taking punch guys!! hey, this lady is going to be married ok..so please, have some courtesy.  Shes changing... good Sal!! but shes always good.  We have known each other for quite sometime now..about a few years already since 2002.&lt;br /&gt;And she has picked me to be her bride's maid..yeah..im so excited!! hmm..what to wear ...what to wear...&lt;br /&gt;Nieway, we stayed at BQ for only a short while, she only played like 2 games.  I was seating quietly watching ManU vs something..which I cant remember.  I had my eyes glued to the tv. I was very uncomfy staying there..only us 5 ladies and the rest guys..big fat guys..hahaha..no offence guys.&lt;br /&gt;Phew, I told her lets get out, we are starving, need to have some food, i didnt get the chance to eat my lunch even..not that i didnt have the time but i was not hungry..and was too busy with work.  We tot of having dinner right..? but eventually..we changed our mind, she wanted to be home, and I wanted to be in bed!! yeah..alone !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, did you all know that Im taking a class right now? yes a very important class! Im joining a Hip Hop dance class. Yes! indeed, at MOE, where else? but here during our lunch break every Friday. Hey, I could use the steps ok!  But only small steps that could be used in the dance floor, not all those dramatic movements.  That, I need a bigger space. Perhaps as spacy as the Victoria theatre. Well on that day, that was my 3rd lesson, the instructor was teaching girly movements using the Pussy Cat dolls' Sway.  Yes, I was swaying following the melody...a bit of latin and abit of chacha..but i tell you, after that, the next day, i felt my whole body was like under a heavy car crusher. Both thighs were aching and cramping.  But hey no pain no gain, I will stop when I got the Beyonce's jelly bums movement hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-117067446590782349?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/117067446590782349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=117067446590782349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/117067446590782349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/117067446590782349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/02/post-mortem-after-tgif.html' title='Post mortem after TGIF'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-117041432106333487</id><published>2007-02-02T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T19:05:21.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/103134/DSC01458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/407560/DSC01458.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yo..i know dah lama tak update, ada yg dah bising. But u see lah..i hv no cerita lah..hati tengah runsing..and moody, and bermacam macam lagi lah.  Oh yeah..however runsing kan, I ada good news, so whoever yg blom tau , meh i kasi tau..hehe..I ni di award kan pekerje excellent lah.  Meaning, in Engrish, Excellent Service Award lah...ah..alhamdulillah..yeah yeah..yahooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since back from my MC, I always stay late at work..buat ape? hey buat keje lah..ingat i makan gaji buta ke? tak nampak tu kat atas i dah ckp I ni dapat award alamak...see the leg lah babe..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, where was I?..oh yeah, I dont know why,but I just feel at ease when Im doing my work after office hour, no interruptions, no pesky students, nothing lah kan...just calm. Only sekali sekala di bisingi oleh bulldozer yg kat luar ni, they are doing somekind of circle line lah..i think kan tak lama eh, MOE ni akan menjadi cam town area tau, yg kat Dhoby Ghout tu. Then more shopping complexes kan..wow..then hari hari bole kluar, jalan jalan cuci mata, dlam aircond...hmm..best kan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now too, me still at work...i was doing my work as usual, entering data..and suddently chik Salbole pulak muncul kat msn, ajak kluar gi BQ, ape lagi, member pun orait aje lah..but im not gonna stay long lah, just a few hours aje, pasal according to her, she also tak leh lama, pasal anak dia ada blajar agama esok kol 7pagi...hai anak aje ke..mak tak gi ke hehehe..gurau ah..jangan marah..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh..ok lah..i tak leh lama celoteh kat sini, pasal cik salbole tu nanti bising dia dah warning tak leh lambat, and me ni masih in my exercise attire, blom tukar lagi, shes coming to pick me up kat depan MOE...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok lah guys...slamat lah u all eh...ciaooooooooo kiss kiss..hug hug...XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/35489543-117041432106333487?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/117041432106333487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=117041432106333487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/117041432106333487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/117041432106333487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/02/tgif.html' title='TGIF..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116946203185912278</id><published>2007-01-22T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T18:33:51.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Night Stand..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm..my foot is getting better, and already venturing outdoor activity. Night activity that is. Went to 1 Night Stand at Clarke Quay last Saturday. Met a girlfrend with her fiance. They getting married this coming April - Congrats to you 2 :)&lt;br /&gt;Me, with my date. Common guys, its just a date nothing at all ok, no sparks or whatever. Julian the crab..haha..yeah..hands like crab if you know what i mean ;) No, no..nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, the place was still empty only a few tables were full. The in-house band, The True Colour, yeah nice man. Love their songs, I was swaying to their beat. Whenever, a song was being played, I surely thinking of him. The way he smile, the way he played his guitar..all sweet memories...Hmmm..thats something I cant just let go. Maybe Im a sucker when it comes to guys with guitars..boohoohoo....yup I am.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I dont like going to club with guys, always bear in mind, we can get guys there, why shud we bring them there. Oooooh...that night, i saw a hottie, yup, Malay, but well i guess, he must be thinking that Im already attached. And that bugger that Julian-the-crab just cudnt leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;Well that the last time Im going out with any guys to a club...unless..yes unless he is tat hottie, the most incredible dancer and the most loving person on earth..and most importantly, he has eyes only for me....yeah only for me..&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/35489543-116946203185912278?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116946203185912278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116946203185912278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116946203185912278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116946203185912278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/01/1-night-stand.html' title='1 Night Stand..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116903228116480681</id><published>2007-01-17T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T19:13:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back to work!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Is it a good thing? back to work...!! oh i thanked my lucky stars for it. Now that my foot is getting better and the skin already started healing, Im allowed to wear my favourite footwear - high heels hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The first day at work, I was welcomed by my colleagues who were so curious about my foot, started asking me how and why and where etc...oh..so much to tell..to so many people. One thing for sure, I told them, just imagine the unlucky fellows who got burnt alive...and this was only the tiniest burnt compared to them. However tiny, yet I could swear, it sure ripped the shit out of me, I shivered and shamefully, cried...Im glad its all over, now im back at work, so much stuff to do and starts O.T again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is the 2nd day, and am stucked here...oh yesterday we (me and some colleagues) supposed to go for a make-over. Actually the make-over was only for one lady, but we ladies only kepo kepo. At last, she changed her mind and we went to have dinner instead at the Plaza Singapura. I reached home about ...oh I didnt look at the time, boy! maybe 10 plus??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116903228116480681?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116903228116480681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116903228116480681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116903228116480681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116903228116480681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-back-to-work.html' title='Welcome back to work!!'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116866391537285980</id><published>2007-01-13T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T13:08:00.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/169074/Buddy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/900749/Buddy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afil and his school buddy (P6 boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/122444/IsNZoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/261063/IsNZoe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afil and Zoe (cousin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/979482/Isgo2school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/837893/Isgo2school.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little boy..mmuacksss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/78307/IsNibu_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/391979/IsNibu_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hi everyone, i know, its been awhile since my last blog right...well i have nothing to say anyway.  My time i just spent on ...well on nothing i guess, sit, eat, laze, watch tv.. i even have no mood to chat at all.  Thanks to my wrecked foot!! I feel that i have to spend my time by relaxing and day-dreaming.  hmm..day-dreaming about what, i heard some of you out there must be asking right!  hehe..well i cant tell you..but i am.  Im dreaming of something and i hope its coming true..i hope so :)&lt;br /&gt;Guys, esp my darlings out there at work.... I hope to see you all soon, i know that you all miss me..as much as i miss you .. but i cant tell you its been a bless too to stay home and doing nothing except watching tv, talk, eat and read my favorite books.  I have finished 2 books in a week, can you guys believe that? 2 thick books!! All about murder and thriller.  Both were written by local writers, never heard before of their names but man! i tell you, nice syiok lah. The first book about murder in a law firm and second book about Chinese triad ( secret society) gruesome chilling and good description of murder...well you shud have a good imagination to read this book..then you can enjoy it.  By the way, i got to send my little boy to school and fetch him from school daily.  This is something every mom's dream.  He looks so cute in his school uniform.  Oh my little darling hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Next week on Monday, I will be seeing the doctor at Poly again, hopefully this time they will tell me the good news, that my feet is ok and i could go back to work.  But it never hurt to have 2 more days of medical leave..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. man, im feeling really depress look at the rain, non stop for 2 whole days.  Anyway im not gonna sit and watch it.  Im going out, i told my clan , im going to bring them out today, im going to vivo city this afternoon.  Just wanna get out, to take a breather,..you know what i mean, to coop up at home is no good.  Too suffocating, need to see people. Oh I want my clan to try the restaurant which i went to with my gf, zah. The Fig and Olive.  Its the fusion delicacy of Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I will see you guys again ok..hopefully next week so dont be noti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116866391537285980?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116866391537285980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116866391537285980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116866391537285980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116866391537285980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116772737099687990</id><published>2007-01-02T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T16:50:13.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boringgggggggggggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/891322/DSC03430_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/114812/DSC03430_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/967349/DSC00153_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/123285/DSC00153_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I cant tell you how bored i am right now..too damn bored. I cant go out. I cant visit my relatives. I cant even go to the nearest shop.  I need people to help me in every way. Well not all the time..I can go to the toilet myself..hehe. My feet is all bandaged, and i noticed day by day the bandage is getting bigger.  I guess its becos, it done by different doctors you know. The first day, it was done by an Indian (gorgeous)guy, second day, it was Chines (skinny but friendly) guy and the third day, it was a cute Malay guy, young chap (no comment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I had to spend like $200 bucks.  Oh gosh I just think, what if I didnt have this incident, I could buy myself some great things, like new clothes, shoes, watches or go a good delicious steaks with some friends or with my kids. Well what can i say, its a fate right.  HE knows better then us the smaller ones, the less powerful ones on earth.  Maybe HE has the reasons to this.  Maybe HE wanted me to stay home on New Years Eve, cos who knows I will be trampled if I were to be at the concert or molested. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dont feel right at all to be cooped up at home all the time, I do wish that I cud just go out, no matter what, with or without shoes (i cant wear slipper on my right foot).  I want to sit at the mall, drink a cuppa and browse the latest products in store and to watch the people in and out of the mall.  But now im stuck at home with my folks.  And guess what?  Im doing the BBQ - yeah Lamb chops.  I did that, now Im limping and smelling like a sheep myself. But oh dear! the chops were superb, marinated by my mom and i did the grilling. You guys out there, eat your hearts out!!&lt;br /&gt;yummmyyyyyyyy...finger licking good baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to the polyclinic tomorrow, probably in Woodlands. And I do hope the doctor will grant me a few days off.  I cant walk, I cant even bath properly, not with my leg on the sink..and the other leg on the floor..yeah guys, keep imagining it..gross!!  In the afternoon, I have to send my son to his new school.  Its his first day of school yeahhhh..  But i wonder if i could do it? well we just have to go out earlier than planned.  Thank God, hes in the afternoon session.  Now i need to pack his beg, get his uniforms ready and hugs and kiss him and to tell him its all right...oh..my baby is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys..catch with you all later ok..bless you all and your family.  Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116772737099687990?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116772737099687990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116772737099687990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116772737099687990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116772737099687990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2007/01/boringgggggggggggggg.html' title='Boringgggggggggggggg'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116757760417875120</id><published>2006-12-31T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:06:44.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hari Raya Idil Adha tahun ini memang akan menjadi satu memori dalam hidup ku sampai ke akhir hayat.  Malam Raya kaki ku sudah di simbah kari panas hingga kaki ku melecur kesakitan.  Di bungkus macam tapai.  Pagi raya pulak orang bertandang kerumah sanak saudara, aku bertandang ke klinik jumpa doktor untuk menukar balutan.  Merata rata aku lihat, ramai orang sudah keluar rumah untuk menziarahi kaum keluarga, tapi aku dan juga kedua anak gadis ku duduk di batu batu di depan klinik menunggu giliran.  Lama juga aku menunggu , agak agak dalam 1 jam baru lah nama ku di panggil.&lt;br /&gt;Doktor cina, bukan doktor india semalam.  Doktor ini agak peramah, dan kerana keramahan nye itulah pula aku di con lagi, dia shor kan aku ambil injection Titanus, konon nye menahan jangkitan.  Hmm..perlu kan ini? atau dia sengaja ingin menjual obat obatnye yang tak laku tu.hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Walaubagaimana pun aku mengiya kan juga, aku di suntik. Aku rasa suntikan nye lah yang buat aku mabok.  Hingga di rumah, aku tekap tangan ku yang sebelah lagi kerana suntikan semalam nye membuat kan tangan ku rasa bengkak.  Aku makan obat selepas itu terus aku tido, mata aku jadi sangat ngantok selepas aku mengambil obat.&lt;br /&gt;Petang nye, makcik ku bertandang ke rumah ku dan melihat keadaan ku.  Aku bagai kan orang sakit yang baru pulang dari hospital kayak nya.  Lepas tu, adik aku yang dari Malaysia juga sampai, bersama dengan keluarga nye.  Sedikit sebanyak hati ku rasa riang, dapat berjumpa seluruh keluarga ku.  Anak nye semakin comel dan bijak..uuhhh..tak usah bilang nakal, nakal nye waduh, bertambah..semua nye dia bilang NO! itu saja lah yang dia tahu...NO! oh itu kerana umur nya baru 2 tahun...belom pandai bicara dengan betol lagi.  Tapi sungguh comel...matanye bulat, keletah nye buat aku ketawa...nama nye Dinda Pelangi Timur.&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu jam, kita akan memasuki tahun baru...ape kan kalian sudah ada resolution yang akan di bawa ke tahun baru nanti?  Aku tak mau lagi buat resolution...kerana yang dulu dulu tak pernah di penuhi....so, aku tempuhi bila masa nye sudah sampai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116757760417875120?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116757760417875120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116757760417875120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116757760417875120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116757760417875120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/eve-of-new-year.html' title='Eve of New Year'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116749855610183169</id><published>2006-12-31T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T01:09:16.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trajedi di malam Aidil Adha..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/849957/DSC00369_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/706096/DSC00369_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/466124/DSC00332_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/537996/DSC00332_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pagi ni, masa berlalu dengan begitu pantas, seperti juga hari hari yang lain. Tapi hari ni, aku bermula dgn membungkus buku buku sekolah anak anak aku.  Sekolah akan di buka tak lama lagi. Minggu hadapan sahaja, anak ku yang bungsu sudah pun menjangkau 6 tahun. Dia akan mula bersekolah di dalam darjah satu.  Hmmm..bayang kan lah..anak yang sekecil itu, pergi ke sekolah, aduh sungguh cute nye.  Sudah ku belikan kasut skolah, beg skolah, uniform dan buku buku sekolah nye.  Aku jugak sudah mengambil cuti tahunan untuk menghantar anak ku ke sekolah baru nye.  Sekolah Cina, Qi Hua, berdekatan dengan rumah ku.  Agak agak mengambil masa dalam 10 min kalau berjalan kaki dari rumah ke sekolahnye. Anak ku yang kecil ini ada berlainan sikit, orang nye agak pendiam, tak banyak cakap, selalu masam muka dan pemalu.  Dia hanya akan berbual dengan seseorang itu jika dia sudah kenal rapat.  Itu yang aku agak risau, tak per lah, lama lama nanti dia akan mesra dengan kawan kawan baru dan jugak guru sekolah.  Dia harus belajar bergaul. Aku sentiasa berdoa, semoga dia akan menjadi anak yang berguna, walaupun hidup nye hanya di besar kan oleh seorang ibu tunggal.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea..mesti  kalian baca  title  ku, trajedi? ape yang trajedi nye.   Yup,  malam harinye, selepas ibu mertua ku memasak lauk untuk hari raya idil Adha esok, aku pun bergegas lah ke dapur untuk mengemas di sana.  Aku rasa lauk pauk tu, cukup tak garam.. tambah kan rempah kerana lauk dalcha cair sedikit..so aku pun jerang dan masok kan rempah..sambil menunggu lauk  mendidih, aku pun kemas atas  cabinet ,  supaya senang menyusun nanti  periuk periuk itu.&lt;br /&gt;Lauk dalcha sudah pun mendidih, aku mati kan..dan terus ingin aku angkat, periuk nye cukup besar, dan bertangkai, aku pun gunak kan kedua tangan untuk mengangkat periuk, tetapi, nasib ku malang sungguh, semasa periuk tu ku letak kan atas cabinet, periuk nye terbalik sedikit terus memuntah kan kuah dalcha yg panas.  Lauk itu terus mencecah kaki ku yang di sebelah kanan.  Terkene jari jemari kaki ku.  Aduh, sungguh panas, bila dia jatuh kaki ku tak merasa tapi setalah lama sedikit, aku lihat kulit kaki ku sudah terkupas dan isi nye nampak kemerahan.  Baru lah aku menjerit, berlari lah seluruh keluarga ku untuk melihat ape yang terjadi.  Ibu ku ingat aku terjatuh, tapi alangkah terperanjat nye dia bila dia lihat kuah jatuh, dan aku di bangku sedang mengerang kesakit.  Aku rasa badan aku ni sudah bau kari.  Baju ku jugak sudah terkene lauk kari.  Oh rimas aku.  Anak ku Shilka, untung aku mendapat anak seperti dia.  Dia memapah aku , mengipas kaki ku dan juga menyapu kan colgate keatas kaki ku yang melecur.  Mula nye dia dan Bitha..bergaduh pasal ape yang harus di sapu kan. Colgate atau butter? So Shilka kerana dia yang pertama, dia lah yang buat decision so Colgate lah jawabnye.  Oh anak ku yang lelaki, Fahshan pun ingin menolong kerana lihat ibu nye yang kesakitan.  Dia pun mengambil airbatu dan di masok kan ke dalam kain, ingin dia menekap ke arah kaki ku yang cedera.  Hati ku terharu melihat keletah dia.  Anak ku baru 10 tahun, tapi sudah ada perasaan ingin menolong..&lt;br /&gt;Dia pun ada rasa belas terhadap ku...&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun rasa tak tahan dgn kepanasan kakiku , jadi aku , ibuku dan shilka terus ke klinik tapi kebanyakkan klinik tutup kerana hari cuti. Terpaksa lah aku pergi ke klinic yg mana masih di buka. Untung lah pak supir (taxi driver lah) tau di mana.  Doctor nye cukup segak, orang India.&lt;br /&gt;Dia lah yang bersihkan  dan bubuh obat.  Aduh perit nye bila dia bersih kan terasa nyilu pun ada.  Selepas itu, dia berkata yang aku harus datang ke situ lagi untuk menukar balutan.  Harus bejumpa doctor at least 5 hari.  Bagaimana ya? aku ni bekerje... Dia pun tak kasi aku MC.  So aku harus ke pejabat pakai selipar?  Mahal aku kene charge tadi..$77 aku rasa ini termasok injection skali.  Mahal tapi kita hanya bole claim $10 ish..ni lah keje govt.&lt;br /&gt;So besok pagi orang ke masjid, aku ke klinik...ni lah nasib ku yang malang...oops  aku terlupa makan obat yang di beri kan oleh doctor, supaya aku dapat tido nanti..&lt;br /&gt;baik lah..ingin aku mengucap kan selamat Aidil Adha kepada kawan kawan sekalian, dan berhati hati bila di dapur, malang tak berbau ... ketiak yang bau..hehe&lt;br /&gt;ok aku pun ada pic kaki ku yang malang ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116749855610183169?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116749855610183169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116749855610183169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116749855610183169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116749855610183169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/trajedi-di-malam-aidil-adha.html' title='Trajedi di malam Aidil Adha..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116713310290712426</id><published>2006-12-26T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T19:44:09.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yahoooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/91991/DSC03556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/418731/DSC03556.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;X'mas holiday, mana nak gi? Hujan berhari hari, lemau aku kat umah.  So aku pun tanya lah my kids nak kluar tak? oh dengan pantas sekali, mereka nak kluar lah..nak pegi movie!! Pada mulanye memang kita semua nak tengok citer A Night at the Museum, but kan tiket abis lah, even 7 plus punye pun dah abis.  Ok lah alternatively, I pun book lah 5 tiket for another movie, The Eragon? ah cam tu lah agaknye spelling nye..heheh..jgn marah eh kalau salah spell.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;So kita pun makan lah kat Banquet dulu  while tunggu time,  and  tak ku sangka,  me  terbeli  MP3 player lah..bukan tu aje, I pun terbeli  digital camera, Sony - so sleek man!!  Warna Biru Airlaut.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Wow, aku happy sangat lah ape yang aku idam kan sudah pun tercapai, me bukan nak yang mahal seperti Ipod. Enuf lah yang murah aje, seperti Samsung.  But the shape mcm Ipod lah jugak.  Aku beli 4 GB nye, harga pun orait jugak tu.  Now dah tak yah bawak kehulu hilir lagi my CD player yang besar gedabak tu lagi..hehe. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Tak baik aku ni, CD player tu lah yg banyak berjasa pada aku, ooohhh dulu masa blom ada MP3, dia lah yang aku cari eh. Now dah nak act sombong pulak..ah agaknye begitu lah kata kata CD player aku tak kalau dia bole bicara eh...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway, now me tengah kemarok ni.  Aku download lagu lagu yg ada di rumah lah , tak puas, lagu di tempat keje pun aku download jugak. Now dah banyak aku isi kan...tapi ada ke masa aku nak dengar semua tu? hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116713310290712426?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116713310290712426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116713310290712426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116713310290712426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116713310290712426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/yahoooo.html' title='yahoooo'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116694050474222249</id><published>2006-12-24T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:24:51.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/547661/PC210395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/879909/PC210395.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Like any other Sunday morning, I found myself, very relaxed, very composed.  Had breakfast with my family while chatting and joking with them.  Had lontong for breakfast, complete with its condiments.  Nice sambal sotong, yummy.  To me its not lontong without hard boiled egg. So I boiled some eggs to go with my lontong. Oh I had a really good appetite especially this morning.  I even had some kuehs. My mom bought some kuehs from the market, according to her, the kuehs actually were homemade.  The person responsible for the them is her own friend. Long lost friend from Geylang.  Hmm..to me anyone from Geylang, they must be a good cook or baker. The kuehs were yummy (now im hungry for more..i think there must be some tepong komak somewhere..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;After that I just laze around watching tv with my bro-in-law, we both love to watch MTV Crib, where they show the superstars' amazing houses. We both commented on their houses. Amazing, very very rich indeed these people, loads of money man!!  We were then interrupted by a Mr.Karungoni.  Man, nowadays, the Karungoni man are all Chinese Immigrants?  This one too, he asked for somethings, which we tried to make up could be some kind of electronics.  Oh yeah he very interested in old hand phones.  Watsup with these people? they have changed man, very hi-tech indeed.  no more old newspapers!! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;well, I was very generous, I let him have my old defunct radio hi-fi which i had since 1990s. And an old tv, as old as my eldest daughter's age, which is 15. Btw, the tv still can be used mind you, only the sound system a bit koyak.  Ahh... all these are reasons for me to buy new one.  Wait a minute, my bro-in-law just told me that his dad has 3 tvs at home and would very much obliged to give me one.  hehe..tats nice.  Thank you my beloved daddy in law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well, about my previous blog, about him and his ever lying life.  I'm kind of forgiving, i just don't feel any grudge or whatsoever.  I don't have any feeling actually.  I'm kind of careless. Its not a shocking news now. I think i can deal with it better now.  I don't call him, if he needs me, let him call me.  I'm in my own world right now. Thinking about it, actually, I don't really love him that much after all. I just need a company someone to talk to when I'm down. I realised that men in my life tends to go away just vanish into thin air.  Maybe I'm a jinx, thats why no man can stick with me for long.  For sure one or other reasons, eventually they will leave me. But I'm cool with it.  Just think positive, theres always a reason to it.  Who knows, hes a mugger? or a psycho, or a sadist brrrrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;However, I'm not saying that I will never love someone, I know the right person will come along.  If not now, then perhaps in another 10 years or so hehehe. Oh well, just be cool and relax and have fun. Yeah fun, I just wanna have fun from now on.  Guys can be a pest at times.  But they also can be a good pest :) Where are you Mr Right..yoohoo..kahkahkah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Aaahhhh who cares!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116694050474222249?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116694050474222249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116694050474222249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116694050474222249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116694050474222249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116659964328928145</id><published>2006-12-20T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T15:27:23.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Shocking News..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/400185/zoomer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/186970/zoomer1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh may God, how can this happened? I knew it, I knew it, but he always denied it.  How could you IB? Now the real things already spilled out. You have no choice but to tell me the truth.  Its frightening f***ing truth which I have to swallow.  I just couldnt describe it, it has hurt my feeling very very deep and too shocking to even blink my eyes.  I just stared at the wall when you were telling me about the situation.  Remember I ever asked you before, was she your wife or your sister, and you told me that shes your sister.  You told me you never married before..and indeed if you married, then nightly where was your wife..no sound of any woman groaning and moaning in bed with you? hmm...I just couldnt believe it, you lied to me. You are one big f******g liar.  But why am I still hanging around you? I dont have the answer yet.  Im too shocked to think about next move.  Should I still waiting for you or should I just walk away...&lt;br /&gt;So you did not divorce her yet, and you will never do so in future, its some kind of agreement both of you have made.  You have 2 kids, and a WIFE!! but you guaranteed that she will not come in between us.  yeah right!! We can never predict the future dear...&lt;br /&gt;All these years, you are procastinating the matrimonial date because you are still attached. How can we be wed if you are still being married to her? I cant wreck your marriage, unless you have made your decision that you will release her.  But no, you are too selfish IB, how can you have 2 women at one time, and dont mention the one in Japan.  Oh God, what have I landed myself into? The whole night I couldnt sleep, I tossed and turned, till its time for me to get ready to go to work.  Its all because of you shithead.  Now I want to make my decision, and I think its gonna hurt me more than you....Im thinking of the relationship which we built for 4 years, and now its crumbling down..because of your stupid lie.  Once a liar always a liar...Please go back to your root, go back to her..I want to focus on my life and the people who truely and sincerely love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116659964328928145?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116659964328928145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116659964328928145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116659964328928145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116659964328928145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/bad-shocking-news.html' title='Bad Shocking News..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116650381736242558</id><published>2006-12-19T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:50:17.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed Pissed Pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ish betol nye geram aku lah.  Bila balik dari kerja, tetiba dapat panggilan dari my daughter, dia ngatakan yang my ex cuma antar my son balik aje, tak sempat kasi duit skolah.  I mean duit nak beli buku and uniform for next year.  Ape ni, aduh, then I pun ape lagi, darah I sudah up, I pun sms dia lah..ah nak tau selanjut nye, ladies you have to go to my other site ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almaklum lah..sensitif sikit..ada bapak bapak yang baca ni blog, kan species dorang jugak.  Nanti marah pulak. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116650381736242558?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116650381736242558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116650381736242558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116650381736242558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116650381736242558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/pissed-pissed-pissed.html' title='Pissed Pissed Pissed'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116633455336365936</id><published>2006-12-17T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T14:04:45.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to JB wif ma 2 sistaz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="visibility: visible; text-align: justify; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376153135041&amp;site=widget-c1.slide.com" name="flashticker" align="middle" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=288230376153135041&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=14&amp;at=1&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/p1/288230376153135041/ms_t014_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?id=288230376153135041&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=14&amp;at=1&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c1.slide.com/p2/288230376153135041/ms_t014_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh Friday was so sweet, kita kluar 3 org seperti yg kita plan kan kemarin. Zah memang sedang clear her leave.  Me and Nolin pulak kena lah apply leave masing masing.  Me pulak kan cancel my trip to KL so at least JB pun ok lah to de-stress kan.  De-stress yang macam mana tu? Yang shopping lah ape lagi..Shopping is gals favarite exercise.  Its a good therapy too ..haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We really had fun that day, we met early at Woodlands BK. Then from there we proceed to bus no.950 straight to checkpoint.  Hmm..tak nampak pun satu Gurkhas:(( I know this Gurkha kan not bad looking tau.. mucho and so well built. Hati hancus seh. Ah well, maybe bila time balik nanti kot.&lt;br /&gt;Not many people that day, so tak jam lah. Just nice bila sampai CS kita went for breakfast kat Season, we had western breakfast, seperti di gambar tu. Sambil makan sambil kita bergambar buat kenangan.  Lagi pun kedai banyak yang blom bukak lagi. Then about an hour later, kita pun start lah berjalan, kedai mula bukak satu persatu. Kita jalan menuju ke satu cart yg jual make up, baik sungguh pelayan tu.  Kerana dia pandai melayan kita akhirnye kita terbeli jugak lah make up make up tu. haha. Lagi pun memang kita perlukan blusher, and celak kan??&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, bonda memesan kopi ye..hmm..ok, nasib baik me teringat, dia nak kopi tongkat ali. Me beli kan 2 mcm kopi, and satu teh tongkat ali (mahal jugak eh si teh tongkat ali ni) Jalan punya jalan, bertawap satu complex tu akhirnye tiba masa kita pulang. Bagaimana nye nak bawa barangan ni. Ke dua2 tangan beta sudah penuh, nasib baik si Nolin tak byak barang, so dia tolong bawakan barang me sikit. Sampai Singapura, waduh, bagaimana mahu pulang mcm menyesal pun ada. Tapi Zah kasi suggestion, I turun dgn Nolin kat Kranji then naik taxi.  Ah baik cadangan tu, I pun naik lah cab. Ah lega nye bila dah sampai rumah.  I tengak hmmm..bayak text sms ...haha..sorry lah babe, me gi JB lah. Pada sape2 yg I tak sempat balas. I hope u faham lah situasi I masa tu, hehe..Kat JB, tak leh text balik mahal loh...&lt;br /&gt;Pada malam tu jugak, me try semua baju baju yg me beli pagi tu. Me msg Zah, hehe dia pun sama lah..bila lagi kan. Wajib keje tu, mesti try . Kira kira, balik modal lah semua yg di belanja. Tak mahal, alah lagi pun bukan slalu, kata bonus 2.2 ye tak.  Pada yg lain lain tu..ape citer? bonus buat ape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116633455336365936?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116633455336365936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116633455336365936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116633455336365936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116633455336365936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/trip-to-jb-wif-ma-2-sistaz.html' title='Trip to JB wif ma 2 sistaz'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116629195039109434</id><published>2006-12-17T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:00:10.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/300278/DSC03576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/807247/DSC03576.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-family: courier new;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just came back from the movie all by myself this evening, went to watch The Holiday.  Jude Law was sooo good looking. He was so good in that movie, he made the kissing scene looked real.  Cameron Diaz was a fool if she didnt feel anything during that scene cos, i sure did..haha..  It stirred something in me. It brought back memories.&lt;br /&gt;At one point, i cried cos, Jude Law was a widower, with 2 cute daughters.  He fell inlove with Cameron Diaz, but he didnt tell her abt his status initially.  He mentioned that he has no time to date or to meet other ladies.  He is the father and mother to his kids, he even cant remember how to date. It drawn to me, that what he said was how I feel right now.  Not that I intend to be solo all my life, but its hard to find a good person nowadays.  The right man who will love and cherish me, who will love my kids like his own.  The thought of this made me cry in the cinema.  I hope no one saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, told me that he loves me, but I cant accept him, not now. I need time to think and settle myself..settle what? I dont even know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;But when he left, i was a bit sad, he was such a nice person, patient and kind. But Im so sorry, I didnt mean to let you down.  I hope things will get better for you and for me.  You are the kind of person, women will love to call husband. I hope you will find someone who truely loves you back.&lt;br /&gt;Hey my kids are back eventually, about 2 days ago.  But things didnt work out for us..well maybe its me.  I was abit threatened actually by what my kids told my mom.  They said my ex's wife was nice and kind and gentle.  As a mother, what will you think of that. Deep inside i cant deny that I was a bit jealous.  He settled down fast and furious..haha. Me well, as i said, i need to settle something before i can settle down. Anyways, now, after 2 days of unspoken words between me and my gals, we are now back to normal.  O'oh,..meaning they will demand me to fulfil my promise.  I promised to bring them shopping. Gals!! oh i think im going to be sick..haha&lt;br /&gt;Well ,...everything is good now. Except, someone claimed that he was sick a few days ago.  I hope hes fine now, thanks to his ex.  She brought him in time to the hospital. Hmm..come to think of it, since they are in good relationship, well why not patch things up. Still in good term, who knows both can learn from their previous mistakes and move on.  Whatever it is, people cherish your significant others. Dont take them for granted. Love and be loved tats what the game is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..see u again, sherrie signing out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116629195039109434?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116629195039109434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116629195039109434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116629195039109434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116629195039109434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/movie-alone.html' title='Movie alone'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116598862809916984</id><published>2006-12-13T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:48:00.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 13 Dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/1653/DSC03559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/482772/DSC03559.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kejam kelip, kejam kelip dah pun hari Rabu, hari ini seperti yg di janji kan oleh bekas ku, dia  akan menghantar anak anak ku pulang ke Singapura pada petang hari.  Tetapi, kenapa dia tak jawap panggilan ku? hmm..si S ni kan bila dia ada di depan isteri dia, takut sangat nak jawap panggilan ku. Nanti bila dia dah jauh dari si L, baru lah dia berani. ish..nak simpan rahsia buat ape S...aku pun dah tau, anak anak pun dah kabar kan yg engkau sebenar nye bawa mereka tinggal di rumah L.  Aku sikit pun tak kisah, as long as kau ingat untuk antar kan mereka pulang ke pangkuan ku.&lt;br /&gt;Aduh, ape ni, dia tak kol aku ni, risau rasanye. Semalam aku kol dia, katanye dia antar anak anak aku ke salon rambut, semua pergi potong rambut.  Ada ke, dia tinggal kan mereka 3 beradik di shopping center saje, according to Bitha, Auntie L baik, dia kasi RM 200 utk belanje..haha..yelah bila budak dpt duit, semua di katakan baik.  Mestilah...nak tangkap ayah, kene lah tangkap anak dulu ..betol tak??&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aku sudah pun kasel trip aku ke Malaysia for next week, so aku blom ada plan baru lagi.  Cuma this Friday, aku akan ke JB, bersama teman kerja, Zah, Nolin and me saje.  Kita akan ke sana for what...hmm..actually no agenda, just jalan jalan aje, cuci mata, and belanjer aje..haha. Nak sarapan kat sana, nak beli cd..hmm..ape citer best now eh. Overall, just nak buang masa aje lah di sana.  Zah tu bole drive, kemarin kita makan lunch at West Coast, tapi kali ni ke JB, dia ada sikit cuak lah...blom pernah ke sana driving kan.  So anyways, naik bus pun orait jugak. Senang dari W'lands aje, naik bus 950.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hari ni , aku mau ke CCK, Lot 1, ada hal sikit, nak beli kan hadiah for someone. Teman dari jauh, its actually a token lah..token of appreciation.  I have something in mind already, so before he leaves this Sat, I just want him to have something from me, as a token of friendship. So Naz, thanks for everything, jangan serik serik ok..hmmm..I hope dia tak baca lah blog ni..nanti dah tak surprise kan.  Anyways, according to him, susah nak cari cybercafe kat sini..kalau ada pun tak kan lah hari2 nak ke sana.  So perhaps dia akan baca bila dia pulang nanti ke Doha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah...ni hanya secebis coretan aku, khas buat kamu semua, coretan yg sempat aku coretkan..sewaktu rehat ni.  Insyaallah, akan aku citer kan lagi kisah2 yg lain di masa akan datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: member ada satu lagi blog aku, tapi ni secret khas for u gals aje..so IM me if u want to see tat blog ok. ciao..&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/35489543-116598862809916984?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116598862809916984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116598862809916984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116598862809916984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116598862809916984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/wednesday-13-dec.html' title='Wednesday 13 Dec'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116556952854600412</id><published>2006-12-08T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T17:29:31.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little babies leaving for KL... :((</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/146493/IMG_2906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/868422/IMG_2906.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/457268/DSC02765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/224050/DSC02765.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/737097/IMG_1747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/570628/IMG_1747.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/662593/f69f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/268833/f69f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/435485/a84f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/62361/a84f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/629807/f6b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/62309/f6b1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh my little babies will be away for a week without me.... boo hoo hooo..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;They going to KL with my ex.  Love you all babies, please take care of urself darlings.  And be back soon, we can go shopping ok.  I promise!!  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Listen to your daddy, he wants you to work for him for a couple of days, just do it. You need that to pay your phone bills gals!!  Your brother's phone is not to be used anymore.  Im going to confiscate it, the bill too high for such a small boy..grrr Fahshan why you love making me mad all the time, why?? haiz... .  Tapi mother's love has no limit, unconditional.  Still love you to bits but you need to improve your behaviour and study hard.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;By the way kids, do you think your dad will introduce you to you HER? hehe.. Behave yourself kids, eventho shes ur step-mom, you have to be polite ok.  I will be waiting for you here..cant bear to be apart from all of you..but we have to be fair.  So enjoy yourself there..and dont forget ME...call me always..*muackss*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*Fahshan, you may go too darling..I was just teasing you. Just dont be naughty..love you always...jaga Afil ok.  Kakak, look after Afil and Fahshan.  Bitha, not too much makeup please, you will be looking like a drag queen nanti!! Just simple ok sayang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116556952854600412?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116556952854600412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116556952854600412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116556952854600412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116556952854600412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-little-babies-leaving-for-kl.html' title='My little babies leaving for KL... :(('/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116539939265555919</id><published>2006-12-06T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:51:59.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivo City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/505005/DSC03466_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/862210/DSC03466_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best, tempat baik, cantik dan senang untuk sampai ke sana.  Cuma naik train turun kat Outram from my workplace.  That was the first time I ke sana, semua orang dah sampai kesana, entah yang ke berapa kali I baru first time.  Itu pun thanks to my friend who just came for a visit, from Dubai, hello Naz :) I know you will definitely read my blog.  *smile sweetly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say abt the place, hmm..let me see, spacious need to fill up more shops, crowded, nice and grand.  Too big sampai I pun tak perasan, bila kita berjalan, dah mula masok ke bahagian WTC, no wonder ada miniature ferry and ticketing counters.  Banyak2 tempat yang bole kita makan, akhirnye kita pilih Delifrance jugak kat sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, first and foremost, I would like to say thanks for the candies, Im sure my kids, love them and so do I.  Nice to see you and am sure we will definitely meet again. Oh yeah, the necklace is absolutely smashing, love it.  You shudnt have bought it.  But, anyway, I would like to thank you, again for being such a gentleman.  Im sorry banyak2 lah mintak ampun kalau I tak dpt berjalan dgn you seperti yg you ingin kan.  Banyak sangat kerja, tak habis habis ni, sampai I stress di buat nye.  Now pun not feeling well, sejak that day yg tetiba I dapat flu masa pulang dari Vivocity tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I wish you have a wonderful time here, hmm..maybe a bit lonely as all your friends mesti bekerja kan? but hopefully, during weekend you ambil lah kesempatan bersama your family and close friends to build a stronger relationship ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Naz, once again, before you go, dengar2 your flt kene delayed kan, due to full house..hehe. tak per lah, bukan selalu you balik sini.  If ada pun as you ckp, ramai bangat yo orang indon hehe...embak embak mulai pulang ke kampung ya pak :)  yup as I mentioned, before you going back to Doha, insyaallah, kita akan bertemu lagi for another activity ok.  I hope I tak lah terikat dgn keje ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all the best to you, and the people out there, and those ppl esp, Civil Servant (Org Gomen) selamat berbelanje, (Bonus 2.2% ahhhh) Rudy so how our Karaoke , jangan tak jadi ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tu jer lah yg sempat I coret kan...sekian wasalam..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116539939265555919?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116539939265555919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116539939265555919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116539939265555919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116539939265555919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/vivo-city.html' title='Vivo City'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116497439722442156</id><published>2006-12-01T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T10:45:47.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/1600/293725/pic01.edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5298/3948/320/688768/pic01.edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Y&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;up..aku dilemma, kerana ape? entah aku pun tak tau. Sejak dua menjak ni asik nak marah aje..aku marah pada anak aku, aku marah pada niece aku. Aku even marah dgn diri aku sendiri. Aku ingin mencari kepastian kenapa aku jadi gini..hmmmm...dah nak menapouse ke? tak mungkin umur aku masih lagi 30's. Aku minta maaf pada sesiapa yg telah aku templak..aku tak sengaja..mungkin ape yg sedang berlaku dlm hidup ku yg membuat aku marah,bosan dan bingung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Aku rasa aku tau, diri ini tak pernah di kongkong oleh seseorang, semenjak my ex lah.  Dulu lain, aku dgr setiap kata my ex, mcm lembu cucuk hidung. Not now, plse !! aku bingit seh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Baru baru ni ada lah seorg hamba berkenalan dgn ku, aku anggap beliau sbg seorg sahabat aje, tetapi, dia sebaliknye. Entah bagaimana aku bole termakan dgn ckp nye..ingin ambil ku pulang dari keje, ingin mengantar ku ke keje, ape ni..aku tak biasa lah.. untuk satu dua hari ok lah. But kalau berpanjangan aku tak ingin. Aku dah terbiasa dengan tiada kehadiran lelaki dlm hidup ku. Aku yg selalu membuat keputusan, tentunye terasa lain jika diri ini dikongkong. Mau ke mana lepas ni, jumpa sape, apsal keje lewat. hmm..tak biasa aku , tak nak aku. Nak keje lembur pun terpaksa di henti kan kerana dia dah mahu jemput ku pulang. Oh..:((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sorry, ye kalau kamu tersinggung, tapi aku hanya berkata yg benar yg aku sendiri tak bole melafaz di hadapan mu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Aku tau, dia mula terasa lain apabila aku tak menjawap panggilan nye, tak mau berbual lama, tak mau itu tak mau ini bersama nye lagi. So dia mengambil keputusan ingin memberi ku ruang, haha..ruang sebulan? yeah ok sebualn untuk aku berfikir..tapi apa yg harus ku fikirkan? Aku sebenarnye takut, takut commitment, hati terasa suka, tetapi in reality, im afraid. Tak pernah terlintas di hati ini suatu hari hati ku akan di curi oleh seseorang. Mungkin aku masih teringat pada si dia? yg dah tinggal kan ku selama 4 tahun lebih? ah...sialan. Aku tau kau sudah berumah tangga S, kenapa harus kau membonghi aku lagi? cukup lah kepedihan yg kau telah berikan pada aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Entah lah..aku sekarang hanya mampu berdoa, dan berdoa semuga hidup ku akan kembali ceria, dan insyaallah satu hari nanti hati aku akan terbuka juga untuk menerima seorang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116497439722442156?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116497439722442156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116497439722442156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116497439722442156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116497439722442156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/12/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116469088199452489</id><published>2006-11-28T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:47:17.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOE - DnD (24 Nov 2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;DnD at Neptune Theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-b7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-b7.slide.com&amp;channel=288230376152618679&amp;amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" name="flashticker" align="middle" height="320" width="426"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 426px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=288230376152618679&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;amp;tt=15&amp;at=0&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b7.slide.com/p1/288230376152618679/ms_t015_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=288230376152618679&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;amp;tt=15&amp;at=0&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b7.slide.com/p2/288230376152618679/ms_t015_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bz day for me, first of all I had signing of TG agreement at TP from 9.30am till 1.30pm. Already late for the TP signing appointment, with my shoes, oh i wore the wrong shoes, I was wondering how was I to dance with that kind of shoes tat evening? Too tight at the toes (cause its new!!bought by my ex!)excruciating pain...I wanted to scream..please release my feet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the signing eventually, not too many students turned up that day which was quite a blessing.  However, it rained in the afternoon, we supposed to return to the office, at 2.30 but we dragged it till 4 - reason, raining heavily lahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at the office, all my mood gone, I called my colleagues, guess where they were? they were already busy getting ready!! So in an instance, I followed suit. Me and Belinda, I was thinking of shower but I changed my mind, yeah I didnt sweat, I still smelt good, and looking really fresh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just did my make up and changed to my 'Retro dress'.  What can I say, I looked good in that get-up.  The unlucky part was the damn shoes, but I pasted some plasters all over my toes..and guess what! I could walk like a normal person yeahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 of us, Jaliah, Freda, Belinda and me took a cab to Neptune Theatre. Hey the building still there lah, they only gonna demolish it next year.. I dont know abt the topless dancers though..never seen them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart I already wished that I could win some kind of prizes, nothing extravagant, just Xbox, or digital camera or Ipod ... 1st prize for that night was return trip to HK - Disneyland...which I dont really fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food, yeah not too bad, different from previous years, aka chinese cuisine. Love the cold cuts!! and chicken with Thai sauce (a bit sweet tho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the best part is the MC himself!! My longtime sweetheart MOE Alkaff, the funnyman.. hehehe he still funny and I love him!! He made my jaw aches because of the laughter...he still looked wonderful tho abit old :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting for my number to be called, i had the feeling that  i was winning hmm..Damn!! from last 50 prizez (consolation) to the 20th number to the 10th and finally 1st..still no luck..:( well, we cant win all right..infact, i never won anything before..poor me! NO MORE DND...ggrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies very fast when we having fun, thats how i felt tat day, suddently MOE said goodbye..I wanted to run and take pic with him, for remembrance, but he was no where to be found..no luck again..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the time that we all waiting for came, yes, the dance..since its retro night, at first they played 80's retro songs, until someone told the DJ to play something that we could associate with hehe, like RnB, then all of sudden, more ppl came to the dance floor. Not long, Clarinda, MOE's one and only ballet dancer came up to the DJ and requested him to play her CD..oh my God, I was thinking , tats it, shes gonna dance ballet tat night.  The song came out as Michael Bubble's song and also Beyonce's song Crazy in Love, she and her group started shaking their booties..hmm..not so bootilicious thou...hehe no comment..sorry Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juraimi, the guy from CSC, danced tat night, we were so surprised by his action, hmm..when the cat not in, the mouse ran around freely..yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Single for a night Juraimi??? You go boy!! hmm..but not frequent ok..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my age is catching up or i just didnt have the energy or the mood to dance, probably the crowd wasnt happening, what could we expect they were all dancing in groups..in a circle..like somekind of Red Indians worshipping the bornfire..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long, my group declare the night, we all dispersed..left the place about 12.30midnight. Luckily, I shared with Rose, she stayed in Woodlands, not far from my place. So at least, I can save on the surcharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guys, the pics that you all waiting for, eat your heart out..the bottom line is we all had fun that night..thanks to MOE Alkaff, my man..*kiss* is he still married?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116469088199452489?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116469088199452489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116469088199452489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116469088199452489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116469088199452489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/11/moe-dnd-24-nov-2006.html' title='MOE - DnD (24 Nov 2006)'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116358450935196908</id><published>2006-11-15T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:16:29.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Party Pics..:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-ab.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188076409003&amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" width="475" height="375" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:475px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=144115188076409003&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=16&amp;at=0&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/p1/144115188076409003/ms_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=144115188076409003&amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=16&amp;at=0&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/p2/144115188076409003/ms_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..here somemore pics for you gang.  Just uploaded the pics yesterday..but had no time to post it in here. As you all know im a very busy woman, I hv business to take care. If Im not around, the MOE building will collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, this evening me still in the office..need to finish some stuff.  I need to apply my leave too..yeah did I tell you abt my intention for a vacation? yes..im going to KL, with my gals..&lt;br /&gt;am going to Concorde..hmm.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no concrete date yet, but tentatively, 15 - 19 just a short one..to destress meself..&lt;br /&gt;anybody wanna go join?&lt;br /&gt;we gonna have fun..guys.. yes just let me know ok.. lets see the pics..here..dont waste time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116358450935196908?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116358450935196908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116358450935196908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116358450935196908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116358450935196908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-party-pics.html' title='More Party Pics..:)'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116352422336696968</id><published>2006-11-15T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:25:34.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just cut my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03488_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03488_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03486_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03486_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03483_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03483_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03482_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03482_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03494_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03494_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Galfriends..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I just cut my hair..i cant stand the rimas rimas lah..too long dah mcm tarzan i rasa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hmm..u noe, i just realised tat my hair colour resembles Golden Monkey..too bright right?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;anyway after i cut, now baru lah sedap sikit ringan sikit my kepala..looking hip babyyy!! tats the way i like it..ok sesiapa nak cut hair kat Kimage, bole lah ask me the membership card ok gals!! pasal ada discount tau..esp Mon - Thurs ada 20% disc. and Friday - Sunday kan..only 10% disc jer..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ok here are some pics..check it out babes..&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/35489543-116352422336696968?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116352422336696968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116352422336696968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116352422336696968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116352422336696968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-cut-my-hair.html' title='I just cut my hair'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116343286161568755</id><published>2006-11-13T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:56:13.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rouge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-1d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-1d.slide.com&amp;channel=360287970190150685&amp;amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" name="flashticker" align="middle" height="375" width="475"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 475px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="vertical-align: middle;" href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=360287970190150685&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;tt=13&amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1d.slide.com/h2/360287970190150685/ms_t013_v000_a000_f00/images/slide3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msnew/ticker?cid=360287970190150685&amp;amp;cy=ms&amp;tt=13&amp;amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;Get Your Own!&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msview/ticker?cid=360287970190150685&amp;cy=ms&amp;amp;tt=13&amp;at=0" target="_blank"&gt;View Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hello Galssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;So how was the outing tat day?  ok ok lah eh..john dah tak leh nyanyi lagi..lah..slow jer..hehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;yg best nye pics babe!! club photographer ada snap gmbr kita kan...:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Zah abis wasted eh hari tu..tapi tetap senyum manje..haha ( i will upload gmbr u yg u baring kat bench yg kita duduk tu sambil tersenyum manje..ingat sape tu ah..Ron ke??) kahkahkah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kita balik (me and yana) sampai umah kol 6.30am..terus lepak..but me tak leh tido lama seh..only abt 2 hours jer  bgn.. but badan my gosh...tak leh angkat..bisa siak pasal kesejukan..hmm..lagi lagi dah lama tak exercise kan hahaha. Malam pulak gi CCK, niat mula mula nak gi Vivo konon, tapi dah tak leh ah..too late..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok gals next happening amacam? emy ajak this wed, bdae dia..but i dont know lah..tak leh slalu..almaklum lah i ni kan ahem ahem..nieway..hari tu mesti fenat nye ada signing lah kat SMU. (betol spoil jer kan) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sat tak leh, maybe i gi Danga Bay dgn ...cuba teka !! yes him yg bole bicara Indon tu ler..dia balik on Thurs, so dia ajak gi JB, cos i dah bilang dia pasal Danga Bay..bole mkn seafood while listening to live band kan kan ..;)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;hmm..kita tgk perkembangan semasa ah..byk plan lah this weekend..mesti nak jejak Vivo..tapi tak leh janji dgn my gals..nanti dia tuntut babe.. kene senyap dulu.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;okay lah dok..u'all tgk jer lah pics ni k...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sherrie&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; &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/35489543-116343286161568755?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116343286161568755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116343286161568755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116343286161568755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116343286161568755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/11/rouge.html' title='Rouge'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116278578276376907</id><published>2006-11-06T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T14:49:27.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday guests</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/IMG_2950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/IMG_2950.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Tgk muka fenat tu, me and my nephew's galfren, Fairuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/IMG_2978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/IMG_2978.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Fahshan, my mom, Afil, Cik Bibah and Ashraf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/IMG_2975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/IMG_2975.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Kafar and Isteri (my friend Ms Suzilah Hashim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/IMG_2976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/IMG_2976.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Abang Saad (Suzilah's bro) with family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/IMG_2977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/IMG_2977.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;My Mom and Cik Bibah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/IMG_2974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/IMG_2974.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Niece, Raudah and Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/IMG_2970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/IMG_2970.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Colleague, Hirman and isteri, Masrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/IMG_2973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/IMG_2973.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;My cousin, Kak Illa and husband, Abang Abbas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; this morning, i was feeling abit well, still coughing..but bodyaches all gone..thank goodness :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;and this morning too, i was craving for mc donalds..just imagining pancakes and bigbreakfast can make me salivate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;so i woke my kiddos..up and got ready for the morning bfast. but i changed my mind when i reached causeway point, i suddenly felt like eating longjohn...i started thinking of the thick sandwiches..and chicken ham in the middle and hot coffee..tempting right..plus the french toasts oh yeah..so we headed to longjohn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;today..esp morning..like relaxing day, i love going out for breakfast, to relax with my kids. When we used to live in Yishun, most of our weekends morning, we spent it there, either mcdonalds or longjohn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;now that we moved to woodlands its not that near anymore, so we are being encouraged to eat at home, i will make something special, hehe..like baked beans / sausage / chicken mayo / sardine sandwiches..the kids love those kinds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;after bfast, we went window shopping, only that window turned out to be real shopping..i bought myself 3/4 pants and a t-shirt. my gals squeezed me too..they bought some bodyshop stuff..after they saw what i was buying for myself. i need that stuff, i need moisturiser, cos i hv senstitive skin, i need to keep it suppled and moisturised..at the same time, i want to be smelled like fruit too haha..just dont eat me..:P at first i tot of buying on the impt one, like cream, then i was conned at last i bought all, the shower gel, the body scrub and the cream..but smell really good..im actually satisfied..cos the quality is good. my skin looking supple and shiny..you all shud try tat stuff..believe me it works..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;when we reached home, i saw my cousins eating lunch..wow my mom already cooked. tat was fast..she always a good host, my mom.  they stayed for a while and i talked for a bit..then i took a nap, my mom went out with them..for raya..hai raya lagi tak abis abis raya ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I didnt want to follow , a bit tired i guess. anyways, my colleague called saying that hes coming later at 6.30 then turned out later he came at 8pm..hmm..janji melayu...but at least he came kan.with his lovely wife and kid. nice young family..i took their pic..as u can see up there (in blue baju). i tot that will be my last guests..then later one family, my dad's side, came, and again, i took their pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;they stayed for a bout an hour or so, again..i tot gonna be last ones..hehe..so i already in my "butterfly uniform" if you know what i mean..;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;went to bed..chatted a little with my niece..then all of sudden the phone rang, another family is coming.. OMG!! as quickly as lightning..i changed back to my jeans..and prepared all cookies and drinks.. this family is my long time pal. we were neighbours back in AMK in 1980s. My friend's name is Suzila Hashim, too all bloggers/readers out there, shes good in baking and cooking..i always order my cakes from her, esp her kueh lapis and kek kukus. yummy..2 thumbs up for Ms Suzi.. :)(u can see her pic , shes wearing orange baju kurung. purple is her brother's family, (Abang Saad family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;so the night is over for me at last...phewwwwwww..what a relief.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;well guys..i hope you all enjoy your weekend too..i still need to go visiting..there are some houses that i need to go..but i dont know when..i need someone to push me..im a bit lazy you know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;i know my kids are fed up with me..never want to go visiting..but hey i hv to work 5 days a week..i need weekends for myself..i want rest.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;oh well this is special occasion, and i know i hv to bring them visiting..so if you ppl out there want us, plse message me, i will go to your place..with my platoon ahaksssssssss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;just prepare..the red packets..uuwwwweeeee...plus one for me..the biggie..yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;alright..you lovely ppl, i hv to take my leave right now..need some sleep, need to see the doc. im still coughing..you know...so blog later..ciao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116278578276376907?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116278578276376907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116278578276376907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116278578276376907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116278578276376907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/11/sunday-guests.html' title='Sunday guests'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116265853084533611</id><published>2006-11-05T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T16:17:25.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Down and Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ce.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-ce.slide.com&amp;channel=360287970189938382&amp;amp;cy=ms&amp;il=1" name="flashticker" align="middle" height="375" width="475"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 475px; 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First it was my mom, shes been sick earlier than me, then i was hit by my boss at work. She was on 2-day mc, and when she came back, she still coughing hard, and now im the victim.  Its the flu, or its the cough-cold thingy, i dont know cos i didnt consult the doctor..shhh..im thinking maybe, just maybe i will see the doc this Monday..hmm i guess u ppl out there already assuming me eh..like yeah im the MC queen..yeah watever guys..give me a break ok..im sick..im  a sick duck..for goodness sake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;My mood just catching up, till the phone rang..oh..shoot!! Helloooooooo..well we talked like 30 mins till he said goodbye, pheww..now start blogging..while listening to sappy song, who else, Ms Dion ofcos..you can watch her video feat. RKelly in one of my blogs.. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Maybe im a bit moody too..probably cos of my flu and furthermore..im missing something.. or somebody .. sob sob..maybe its just my inner feeling, u know when ur feeling down then all of the sudden u miss things that u hv not been missing for sometimes.. oh wake up sherrie.. life has to go on..so keep on moving u butthead..meowwwwwwwwww..dont call me that..im not allowed to say things like that..i hv to say good good things in here..remember its for the public..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;yikes im talking to myself again..im insaneeeee...i really need a shoulder to cry..please come to my rescue..oh my knight of shiny armour!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Anyway..here are some photos i took with my colleagues..from MOE, and Asmah, hmm..where do you work Asmah? Cos Asmah is Merry's friend..so I just got to know her a few months ago. I knew that shes with some Japanese company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I love you all my beloved crazy friends..stay that way ok..the world needs people like you... (I hate liars.. esp who preach but never  practise it)  So its ok to be crazy..  you know Im always around when in need ok..mmuuaackkkksssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Oh Nolin..hurry up..balik kejeeeeeee..kau tak boring ke lama lama kat umah.. tak rindu me ke..I hope ur laser berjalan lancar ok ... kiss Faturahman for me ...cayang bucuk ibu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;-Zah, thanks for coming eh..your sis nye tummy tak nampak sangat eh..maybe too early to detect lah...im jealous..mcm nak baby lagi..hahaha..ok about Dec so amacam? Bkk? hmm..i think abt it ok.. KL? Tioman? happening kat mana ? skali kat Zoukout kahkahkah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Ok peeps...tats all folks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116265853084533611?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116265853084533611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116265853084533611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116265853084533611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116265853084533611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/11/feeling-down-and-out.html' title='Feeling Down and Out'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116248209239666446</id><published>2006-11-02T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:41:33.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;1998 - I'm Your Angel - Celine Dion &amp; R Kelly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/lXdZwJZPreA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/lXdZwJZPreA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;No Mountains too high, for you to climb&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is have some climbing faith, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;No rivers too wide, for you to make it across&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is believe it when you pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you will see, the morning will come&lt;br /&gt;And everyday will be bright as the sun&lt;br /&gt;All of your fears cast them on me&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cloud up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shoulder when you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear your voices when you call me&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;And when all hope is gone, I'm here&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you are, I'm near&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the teardrops, and I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;All you need is time, seek me and you shall find&lt;br /&gt;You have everything and you're still lonely&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be this way, let me show you a better day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you will see, the morning will come&lt;br /&gt;And all of your days will be bright as the sun&lt;br /&gt;So all of your fears, just cast them on me&lt;br /&gt;How can I make you see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cloud up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shoulder when you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear your voices when you call me&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;And when all hope is gone, I'm here&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you are, I'm near&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it's time to face the storm&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right by your side&lt;br /&gt;Grace will keep up safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;And I know we will survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it seems as if your end is drawing near&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;Just put your trust beyond the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cloud up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shoulder when you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear your voices when you call me&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;And when all hope is gone, I'm here&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you are, I'm near&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cloud up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shoulder when you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear your voices when you call me&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;And when all hope is gone, I'm here&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you are, I'm near&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;I am your angel&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116248209239666446?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116248209239666446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116248209239666446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116248209239666446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116248209239666446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/11/1998-im-your-angel-celine-dion-r-kelly_02.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116239732388789489</id><published>2006-11-01T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T01:02:27.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/Sherrie%20KL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/Sherrie%20KL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KL trip 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/Copy%20of%20P1000580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/Copy%20of%20P1000580.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lau Pa Sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/jewelz108_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/jewelz108_t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;China Bar 2004&lt;br /&gt;Me, Roy and Sal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/279e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/279e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Year Eve 2006 @ Gotham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03342.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03342.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Hello semua, esp Nolin, Zah, Sal, Roy dan yg sewaktu dng you..lagu Smoke Machine..ingat tak..hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I teringat lah masa gi Chijmes, malam tu, Zah, Freda,Iz and me, kita empat orang kan Zah? wah dah lama i hampir lupa lah..but it was quite fun, masa tu i baru nak kenal kenal dgn your fren si Iz kan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;kita jumpa kat sana, ramai orang , sempit, but tetiba, lagu ni kluar..then terjadi lah satu peristiwa, ada budak pompan cina tu kluar tengah tengah terus menari macam org mabok..hai mmg mabok pun dah bergelen kot dia togok.  Dgn perlahan dia goyang kan badan, tangan angkat terus atas, hmm..not bad ..not bad at all..I dng kasut tinggi..masa tu mmg lah fashion kasut platform. Hampir nak putus kaki ..dah goyang satu mlm..bila balik , berkaki ayam lah aku..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;naik tangga, mcm nak pengsan seh..nasib baik naik cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Then after that, I never been there anymore, the next yg best yg i suka gi, ikut kan si Zah, kat Carnegies lah..ah tu not bad, ape yg buat not bad, ada lah..kan. rahsia..situ jugak lah kaki ramai, even the waitress pun jadi members..dah brapa byk lah air free dia dah kasi kita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;To me, menari is one kind of exercise, i bole dance for 4 hours terussssssss.. but i tak lah balik sampai pagi pagi..siang i balik..ah..kol 4 pagi ..kira ok kan gitu..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I menari pun mcm tu jugak, macam org tengah high hehe..tapi sorry ah I tak minum, i dont need to feel high to dance, i know ada org cam tu, tak high, tak leh menari. For me, i need to feel the music and follow the rythm jer.., yg dah pernah gi clubbing wif me, tau lah..oh dah lama tak gi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;yelah kita ni sampai bila nak gitu jer kan..mesti lah berubah..so now im into live band pulak. Bila lah agaknye my next trip eh..hopefully soon lah..kalau ada org ajak kan..or ada kaki yg suka live band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh Smoke Machine, kerana kau lah..gelang aku hilang tau tak..sob sobb..nasib baik silver..eh silver pun mahal tau..masa tu kat, east coast..i dah lupa nama tempat tu..but ramai melayu lah..ni pun ikut si Sal dia yg ajak, teman kan dia pasal dia ada kenal dng 2 org budak arab, i think so lah..according to her, footballers but i tak sure lagi..pasal im not interested.  The last time i heard abt the guys, they into cafe pulak, dorang ada cafe Arab lah...yg ada shisha tu ..yg hisap hisap bende ala tu..eeee..i tak pernah cuba..but they say ada perisa..but kasi free pun i tak nak..entah eh..mcm tak gerek gitu.. tapi tak leh ckp abis, who knows..one day i tukar selera eh..nak cuba..pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Well tu hanya sedikit sebanyak aje..ttg tmpt tmpt yg pernah i gi, tak byk lah..ada lagi lah but hai.. peristiwa manis and pahit..oh yeah..satu lagi tmpt, Ipanema, pat tu mmg masok free kan, and lagu pun gerek..dj orait..tapi byk sgt bapoks..tak leh angkat seh. mcm models sesat gitu..haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i teringat masa tu gi dgn one guy not bad looking, hmm.kira potential bf lah..but tak jadi..pasal, i dah tukar seleara, dia byk ragam lah.  One thing abt guys, they tak suka nak dance, nak tgk org dance jer ..ape yg bestnye tgk.. ah kat sana plus point dia..ada Shaggy, tu yg buat i suka..pasal penyanyi dia suara mantap..and pemain gitar dia lagi mantapppp..u know what i mean..mesti nak kat dpn..he and his hat..tu yg manis..yg pahit..i jatuh kat tangga..pasal..konon tak nak pakai spect..ah kau, bila gelap malap abis..jatuh..nasib baik org tak cam my face..pasal gelap..nak lari dari my ex-bf tu lah..masa tu i tak nak kawan dgn dia lagi..then tak sadar..terpelecok, jatuh..malu babe..tak per act cool..dorang tolong i, and they say.."mabok ke?" haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;hai..but at last..he and me..started being friendly..pasal, bila smoke machine ke udara..i ke tengah..and he likes to see me dance like tat...mana lah agak nye si mamat ni..dah kawin senyap jer dia..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;ok lah..enjoy the music..pada sape sape lah yg minat techno..k..me, well im gonna dance..ciaooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116239732388789489?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116239732388789489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116239732388789489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116239732388789489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116239732388789489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/11/smoke-machine.html' title='Smoke Machine'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116230707825649172</id><published>2006-10-31T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:20:43.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/lovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/lovers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Disini kau dan aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;terbiasa bersama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;menjalani kasih sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bahagia kudenganmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pernahkah kau menguntai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hari paling indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ku ukir nama kita berdua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;disini surga kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bila kita mencintai yg lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mungkin kah hati ini akan tegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sebisa mungkin tak akan pernah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sayang ku akan hilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if u love somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;could we be this strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will fight to win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our love will conquer all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wouldn’t risk my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;even just one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our love will stay in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pernahkah kau menguntai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hari paling indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ku ukir nama kita berdua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;disini surga kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bila kita mencintai yg lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mungkin kah hati ini akan tegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sebisa mungkin tak akan pernah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sayang ku akan hilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bila kita mencintai yg lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mungkin kah hati ini akan tegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sebisa mungkin tak akan pernah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sayang ku akan hilang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if u love somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;could we be this strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will fight to win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our love will conquer all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wouldn’t risk my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;even just one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our love will stay in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my heart&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/35489543-116230707825649172?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116230707825649172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116230707825649172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116230707825649172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116230707825649172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-heart.html' title='My heart'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116213026408253734</id><published>2006-10-29T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:02:01.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03395.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today, we had a wonderful day, becos, we covered 4 out of 5 houses..considered good enuf right..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;We supposed to go to my cousin's who lives in Pasir Ris, but she was not home, its good too that shes not home, cos we ran out of time. Our watch showed 7.30 already, and we all feeling very sleepy, me having slight headache actually.  After this, am going to take a panadol and then sleep the night thru.. oh $%# I have to work tomorrow.. Am going to NUS for TG signing..AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I dont have much to t alk about tonight, just that we all feeling very tired after the whole "fieldtrip".  My nephew suggested that we all head to my place to chill.. I think there must be something about my place that makes ppl love to chill and laze around..hmm..maybe we are the coolest ppl to be with..hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok guys..catch you later..now i wanna have a cuppa...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;see you soon..&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/35489543-116213026408253734?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116213026408253734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116213026408253734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116213026408253734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116213026408253734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/visiting.html' title='Visiting..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116204497169848907</id><published>2006-10-28T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T23:05:52.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Remember You!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/x4gj351lLTo"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/x4gj351lLTo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Enjoy this video, for you all lovely ppl out there..peace!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116204497169848907?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116204497169848907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116204497169848907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116204497169848907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116204497169848907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-remember-you.html' title='I Remember You!!'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116170545362824943</id><published>2006-10-24T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:47:28.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satu Hari Di Hari Raya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03336_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03336_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me at my sis' in law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03354.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03354.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my aunt's with cousins..and mom, and shilka and my bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03333.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Fibi, Mom in law and Yana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03344.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03344.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids with their cousins..(my ex's side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03342.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03342.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Yana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03355.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, me and my relatives from my dad's side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03361.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my anak sedara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/My%20mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/My%20mom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ..Moi Sherrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03343.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my anak sedara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma Cousin and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03340.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibu tercinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03341.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals with their grannies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03338.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03338.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shilka and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03337.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03337.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhitha and me (sama tak muka?? identical twins kan.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shilka..so sweet looking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03327.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03327.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hari dah larut malam, dan aku masih lagi blom tido, ni lah tunggu si Bahiya, kata nak datang tapi tak muncul muncul.   Jangan lah gini babe, kasi aku stress pulak..nanti aku tido kau ketok pintu, kalau aku tak tido, tunggu kau, kau tak muncul..besok aku jadi zombie pulak..mata mcm panda, mana bole..tak per, aku kasi kau lagi 30 min, pas tu aku masok dock. ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penat sungguh aku hari ni, mana pagi kene masak nasi, kemas sikit sikit lagi.(yelah touch up  touch up kan)  susun kueh raya, potong ketupat, buat air, bukan nye ada org dtg, saje aje buat, so me and my kids bole lah mkn..breakfast..kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam dah lama tak minum kopi gitu, so buat lah satu teko, aku yg minum paling banyak..kopi O Kao Kao lah..pekat babe..my feveret..  makan tak sangat, maybe dah penat masak..so mood makan tak de..hari pun kurang baik, walaupun jerebu dah berkurangan, PSI 41 hari ni..kira orait lah kan&lt;br /&gt;but hujan lak..so at last kita kluar tengahari gi Yishun, duduk lama jugak..umah bekas mak mertua, walaupun dah bekas, tapi pertalian kita masih erat, dia masih anggap me as her daughter, kita bermaafan, dan sebagainye..aku  tak janggal kat sana..dah mcm umah sendiri..kakak ipar dan adik ipar pun ok dgn aku..baik baik dah mcm keluarga.. Mesti korang bingung dgn my relationship kan..but thats me, i tak suka ada bad blood, kalau tak de jodoh tak per, tapi silaturahim tu harus di jaga..baru dtg kasih sayang ..kan kan kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas tu gi umah my Pak mertua (they divorced lah) kesian orang tua tu..dok sorang sorang..hehe..but nampak sehat..alhamdulillah lah Pak..(Ain doa satu hari terbuka lah hati Mak balik semula dng Bapak ye...Amin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru gi umah my Makcik, I panggil dia Mak Geylang, pasal dia dulu tinggal Geylang, and she is my dad's eldest sister.  Dah frail but still ok lah..in her 70s i think..but masih waras.. Alhamdullilah.. Semua ada di sana..my feveret house yearly..where i can meet all my cousins and sanak saudara.. kita bergurau, ambil gambar..memang me rapat dgn dorang ni..dari kecil lagi..tiap cuti sekolah mesti tido sana ..then bila dah anak dara dah kurang lah..bila dah kawin lagi kurang..so now bila dah ada anak..kita cuma visit setahun sekali..semua dah beranak penak..dah meningkat umur..so bila kita berkumpul tengok anak masing masing..dng gelagat mereka..buat kita terkenang masa lampau..masa kita dulu kecik kecik kan..  dorang cakap anak i yg no. 2 tu abis ikut i, muka dan perangai..hmm..muka tu ye lah..but dia tu becok..tersangat becok..i ibu dia pun kekadang tak leh tahan...asik berceloteh aje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah bila dah bis lepas rindu kat sana..bermaafan disana..i panggil dorang datang umah pulak..pasal i dah masak..then kalau dorang tak dtg, nanti sape yg abis kan my masakan..so they pun dtg lah..happy i.. so this the first time they jejak umah baru i..and they loved it..they told me so..the atmosphere and surroundings..  I pun ape lagi mcm promoter lah, promote my place..Woodlands St 83, mmg the best area to live in...cantek, bersih, sunyi and class..hehe betol tak?? betolllllllllllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last semua hadirin dah pun pulang, tinggal lah me and my family, kemas kemas kemas..tak kemas nanti esok dtg pulak si semut semut yg tak di undang kan...so mesti kemas...anak anak besok skolah.kesian pulak..me hmmm..i tak work lah.lagi lagi adik i call dari malaysia, the on the way balik sini with is family..sampai maybe lambat pasal jam kat KL , masa call tu dia ada kat Melaka, hopefully sampai lah dengan selamat adik ku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak tunggu mereka,mata mcm tak mengizin kan..dah kelat ni..but kelat kelat pun sempat i blog, just to pen down my day event..so hopefully you all yg baca pun had a wonderful day..dng ur family and friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: esok pun I nak beraya lagi..dah promise Shilka, nak gi umah my cousin kat Pasir Ris, hmm I jarang gi sana tau..pasal jauh..so only once a year aje i gi sana..So orang East, Selamat Hari Raya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- SherrieMerrie--&lt;br /&gt;23:56pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116170545362824943?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116170545362824943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116170545362824943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116170545362824943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116170545362824943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/satu-hari-di-hari-raya.html' title='Satu Hari Di Hari Raya..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116163094699202747</id><published>2006-10-24T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T03:38:07.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malam Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03379.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Its 30 min past midnight, its the morn of Raya, yay...cant wait to wear my kebaya..and jalan jalan.Let me see,&lt;br /&gt;first Im going to my aunt's place in Yishun, then straight to my in law's also in Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;Usually on the first day, I dont hv many houses to visit, Im not that keen on visitations..so I usually wait for visitors&lt;br /&gt;to come over instead.&lt;br /&gt;The same ppl whom i visited in the morning will eventually arrived at my doorstep in the evening the same day. They are my cousins (my dad's side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Raya, i love everyting abt raya, from the food, the colourful baju, curtains..(ppl tends to change curtains yearly) the cookies, however i found out that lesser ppl are baking their own cookies nowadays, due to their busy schedule, they prefer to buy rather than making the cookies themselves..same goes to me hehe. I bought my cookies at JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight, my heart is troubled, aching, with somekind of guilt and shame.  To err is human, and we cannot run away from making mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Untuk memohon kemaafan..memang susah dan janggal..so setahun sekali sahaja bila menjelang hari raya, baru lah kita berpusu pusu meminta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maaf..dari emak, bapak kakak abang dan yg sewaktu dgan nye. Then malu dengan diri sendiri, pasal kita tau kesalahan kita, masa ni lah kalau bole kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tak nak org nampak kita bermaafan..seperti me, setiap pagi raya, rasa mcm nak hilang aje..dissappear in thin air..kalau bole lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So esok pagi,  seperti tahun tahun yg lalu tak bole lari dari maaf bermaafan..sob sob..ibu, Ain banyak buat dosa, maafkan lah Ain bu...Ibu saje lah tempat Ain bergantung,,..Ain minta ampun dari hujung rambut hingga hujung kaki..sekiranye selama ini Ain ada terkasar bahasa, meninggi kan suara, atau memasam muka hingga ibu rasa tersinggung..Ain minta maaf..banyak banyak..bu..Ain Sayang ibu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan ini juga, khas for all my friends yg i kenal selama ini, Ain menyusun sepuluh jari, memohon ampun dan maaf sekiranye ada terkasar bahasa,&lt;br /&gt;dengan sengaja atau pun tidak,  termakan terminum ke, harap halalkan lah ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khas buat Rudy, Nazrie, Zim, Zack, Elfie Maaf Zahir batin, semoga tali persahabatan kita akan berkekalan..&lt;br /&gt;Zim i hope you dpt balik wallet you yang hilang tu..and thanks for everything k..&lt;br /&gt;Rudy, you know,  i will always be here when you need me..you can count on me&lt;br /&gt;Naz, hope to see you soon...&lt;br /&gt;Zack, Forever friends ok...nice knowing you..&lt;br /&gt;Elfie, thanks for being my friend..and love that song..&lt;br /&gt;dan yang lain lain tu..my kakis, Merry, Jelly, Freda, Zana, Zah, Nolin, Bai, Roy, Sal ..Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir Batin, jemput lah ke rumah..alamat I dah sms kan..so see you all soon ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..hari pun dah larut, besok pagi pagi sudah nak buat tugasan lain..(nak kene masak nasi ) so i better log out now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasalam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Sharifatul Ain--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116163094699202747?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116163094699202747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116163094699202747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116163094699202747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116163094699202747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/malam-raya.html' title='Malam Raya'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116143541475896988</id><published>2006-10-21T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:12:09.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikea and spring cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC02685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC02685.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Today afternoon, we went out to Ikea, wow..its packed with ppl, even the Indians were there, dorang ni tak sambut Deepavali ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;When it came to payment, OMG, the queue was soooo long, but all in all, it was not tiring, it was fun ..shopping always fun till its time to pay.. sob sob..im $300 poorer. :(  well once a year..furthermore, its my new home so I want to see the beauty of living in here..I love the atmosphere, its quiet and peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;So ..im actually satisfied the house is looking very cosy now..with soft lightings and furnishings..*sigh..* :)(i managed to get my dream lamp!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;lalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;welldone!!..i hv to give myself a pat on my back..for my hardwork, not forgetting with help from my family too, thank you guys..love you all so much..muacksssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116143541475896988?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116143541475896988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116143541475896988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116143541475896988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116143541475896988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/ikea-and-spring-cleaning.html' title='Ikea and spring cleaning'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116134809812214817</id><published>2006-10-20T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T20:34:47.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 DAYS TO GO....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03287.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03091_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03091_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yo yo..Raya is coming to town...hehe..now im feeling rather elated, happy and excited.  My youngest brother is here to celebrate with us.. but hes not feeling good, sleeping all day.  I hope hes getting better cos, we actually planning to buy some softdrinks, at Shop N Save, only a few minutes walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The radio is blasting with the Raya songs..the rest of the family is busy cleaning the house, changing carpets, putting up curtains, mopping, vacuuming the floor, me..hehe..im blogging..ohhh sorry guys..gimme a few minutes ok while head is running with so much ideas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I hv managed downloading my.space playlist..and now am listening to the songs from one of myspace friends..i ripped from his playlist. Thanks Sun!!  Cool songs you got there, all my kind of songs, Kid Rock, Gun and Roses, Creed, etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;This afternoon, the family went to Sembawang Shopping center to get some stuff, we actually went there last night, bought flowers, drinking glasses (cos i hv the feeling that its gonna big this year so need more glasses..) and more bed spread and pillow cases.  When we reached there, it was almost 9.30pm and most shops already closed.  So this morning, we went there again, we managed to get most of the things that we could not get last night..Im sooooo happy, we gonna hv a new curtain, its nice maroon coloured day/night curtain..some small throw pillows and 2 big ones. Our family love pillows..we live with pillows, we cannot live without pillows..haha.. the life span of the throw pillows usually last about a few months before they go flat and out-of-shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I need to help my mom in the kitchen, this morning i was so surprised to find that all my cookies were gone!! I asked her where were the cookies i remembered i arranged them nicely near the kitchen window, now they were gone.  She showed me the cookies' new place ..she kept them in the cabinet..hmm..shes so wonderful..she knows everything, she just didnt want to mess up the kitchen with those boxes and bottles of cookies and chips.  We need the cabinet top to do work and not to dump the cookies there..!! :( Sorry mom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;hmm..i think i better help them out ..they need me, they need my creativity..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;so guys i hope all of you having fun right now..cleaning the house together with the your family members..its not that often that we can do such things..so appreciate the moment, it keeps the family together..yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;so see you guys later..ciao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;-- sherrieberriehavetogocleanthehouse--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116134809812214817?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116134809812214817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116134809812214817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116134809812214817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116134809812214817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/3-days-to-go.html' title='3 DAYS TO GO....'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116119256696584689</id><published>2006-10-18T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:37:20.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03346_edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03346_edited.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Here is Mrs McNight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/McNight4m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/McNight4m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Heres the pic, taken when hes looking at me..slurp..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Looking fine..baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/McNight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/McNight2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/McNight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/McNight.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Listening to Brian McNight always puts me in the romantic mood..hmmm...yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;very smooth.like silk and satin...and sleek..hes the kind of guy who can makes me forget everything and just focus on him..haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;yeah ..me exaggerating..well its true right..just listen to his creamy voice..without mentioning his caramelised &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;robust tight bod..hmm..yummy slurp lol..its&lt;/span&gt; hot ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Its undeniable...that we should be together...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Its unbelievable how I used to say that i'd fall never&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The basis is need to know, if you don't know just how I feel,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Then let me show you now that I'm for real...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If all things in time, time will reveal...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yeah...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;One...your like a dream come true...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Two... jus wanna be with you...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Three... girl its plain to see...that your the only one for me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Four...repeat steps one through three...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Five... make you fall in love with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;If ever I believe my work is done....then I start Back at One.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So Incrediable...the way things work themselves out...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;And all emotional, once you know that its all about babe...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;And undesirable...for us to be apart...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Never would of made it very far...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Cause you know that you got the keys to my heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Cause...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;oh thinking of this guy will never get my work done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ok stopppp stoppppp &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;lets write abt my upcoming plan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Yeh Yeh..Hari Raya.. nak tgk lah vcd scenario..yg very comical tu.. tapi nak kene carik dulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;vcd dia..mana aku tarok eh..hmm..bila tengok baru dtg mood raya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Raya nak dkt, rumah blom lagi sempat kemas..bila ni..besok lusa..alahai..aku dah amik cuti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;hari Friday ni nak gi pasar konon..amik childcare leave..tak nak amik cuti vacation lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;dah tinggal brapa hari jer..sape tau nak pakai kot nanti hujung tahun ni ke kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Aku tak plan lagi nak masak ape ni raya ni..rendang, leceh lah..nak kene tunggu lama sgt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;dah lah aku sorang ni kat umah dgn budak budak..emak blom balik lagi..hai raya kat sana ke org tua ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;kalau ye pun habaq lah siang siang kat aku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;lah masak lah yg senang senang..ingat nak masak Nasi Pilau, mcm tahun tahun lalu..tu jer yg aku tau hehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;buat malu jer eh..padan lah aku kene tinggal dgn si mamat tu..:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;tapi tak per..org tak complain..kalau complain aku tak kasi mkn..gi lah beli roti prata kat bawah tu ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;yg aku dgr sedap..haha..mmg lah sedap..maklum lah..dah tiap tahun aku masak nasi pilau..ke pilaf ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;so teknik memasak makin meningkat lah kan..lagi dgn dalcha..aduh..enak sekali dong..and ayam masak merah &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;tabur kan kacang peas..kan sodap tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;tadi baru sempat beli cadar..ada lah 4 keping aku beli..kat aussino..cant resist yg colour putih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;tapi tau jer lah putih..ni ada sikit susah kan..nanti kanggggggg...ah yg pompan tu tau lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;well atleast dah beli..ada lah 2 for me, buat tukar tukar kan..pikir kan nak kemas bilik this weekend..aduh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;macam tak terlarat..seh..tapi tak per ..i rasa ok jugak..since tak bole pose..so tak lah penat sgt kan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;dah brapa hari ni i dah buang pose..mcm mana nak bayar ni..i think my cycle ni dah rosak kot..tapi tak per l ah &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;bukan kehendak i kan..bayar tetap bayar.. oh ckp pasal bayar ni..i nak kene bayar zakat fitrah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;haiz this will be my first time bayar sendiri..i nak tanya kak merry lah mcm mana nak bayar..melalui SAM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;tak ya lah gi masjid kan..?? i dont think so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;lampu lat lit blom pasang, langsir blom pasang, tolongggggggg..mana jin aladdin ni..org lain semua dah ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i jer lah blom..boohooohooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;tapi tak per lah..buat pelan pelan lagi pun i nak cuti kan..this friday..so bole lah buat byk keje on tat day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;sambil dgr lagu raya..entah lah kali ni macam lain lah..tak de rasa..excitement..tak excitement pun dah ada &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;3 pasang baju..heheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ish..nak pikir kan..raya hanya satu hari..butnak buat persiapan mcm nak rak seh..nak itu nak ini..duit raya blom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;tukar lagi...nak nangis rasanye *tarik nafas..buang nafas.......tarik nafas buang nafas..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ok ok.i rasa insyaallah..bole beres nye..just focus..focus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;oh..but kan ada satu hamba Allah ni, baik hati dia sungguh, dia antar i rempeyek ..tak nak amik duit lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;dia suruh mak dia buat kan I..aduh.terima kasih lah byk byk ..Zim!! mmg sedap..ranggup...and berperisa..sape nak..dia &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;suruh recommend ah mak dia..mmg sedap tak bedek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;So pada semua..esp yg kenal i, sila lah dtg umah..ye, pintu sentiasa terbuka..for u all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ok lah..i rasa dah cukup panjang i celoteh ni..kesian ada org tunggu nak baca blog..hahaha..sanggup tak nak tido lagi &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;u know who u are..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;well jumpa lagi esok..lain citer pulak yekkkkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;byeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;-- sherrie--&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116119256696584689?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116119256696584689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116119256696584689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116119256696584689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116119256696584689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-is-mrs-mcnight.html' title=''/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116110101787659803</id><published>2006-10-18T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:14:59.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My good friend ..Sarifah Bahiyah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03337.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/Image%28050%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/Image%28050%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/sayanggg......jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/sayanggg......jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/Image%28074%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/Image%28074%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;11.34pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no news from my mom, i guess shes having fun, in KL :(&lt;br /&gt;well I'm glad that shes having fun there..maybe shopping perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;my friend, Sharifah Bahiyah came over tonight, shes sleeping over&lt;br /&gt;just like old times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were buddies since secondary one, Deyi Secondary School year 1981..anybody from Deyi?&lt;br /&gt;Shes pure arab, unlike me, i hv 1/3 of arab blood, but full arabic's name..&lt;br /&gt;shes married now with 3 kids, same age as mine..after 26 years of friendship..we still&lt;br /&gt;going strong, ofcos theres always ups and downs..but no matter what, we still together..still crazy and childish!!&lt;br /&gt;still find one another..for support and consol..now she looks different..hehe..as u can see shes very happy and contented with her life, career and kids...and still sexy eh..walaupun bz !! :) you go gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can recognise..her pictures always shown in malay newspapers as shes an agent..with Nooris consultant..&lt;br /&gt;So anyone of you interested in buying/selling house..plse let me know..hehe not that I will get commission..no not at all..just helping out here..unless she wants to give lah..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes very concern abt my status now, always trying her luck to get me into somekind of relationships..&lt;br /&gt;either with her agent friends or some clients of hers..haha...i always managed to brush off that intentions..&lt;br /&gt;no good.......no good at all..&lt;br /&gt;we are like sisters already..i know her whole family..and so does she..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guys, as you can see..i have indeed attached her pictures in here..so Bahiya, I just want to let you know&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how far a distance we will be separated by oceans and mountains..we will always be together..&lt;br /&gt;you are like a sister to me, a sister that I always wanted..a sister that I will never have.. :)&lt;br /&gt;So please take good care of yourself and your family ok..especially Shakir, hes like a son to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend, I will always treasure our friendship..its more precious than gold and brighter than diamonds..&lt;br /&gt;you are a true friend..sampai ke akhir hayat..insyaallahhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Sherrie berrie signing off..--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116110101787659803?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116110101787659803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116110101787659803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116110101787659803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116110101787659803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-good-friend-sarifah-bahiyah.html' title='My good friend ..Sarifah Bahiyah'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116102017536861849</id><published>2006-10-17T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:38:49.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New HairDo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03379_edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03379_edited.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Hi Bloggers and Readerssssssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;How u doin' gals and boys...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I wanted to type something but I was too tired to do so last night..so here I am, tonight to show you my new hairstyle. I dont know ..i dont feel like i like it..do you? plse comment!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I think I should cut shorter..dont you think so?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yesterday, when the lady did my hair it was ok..stiff and just nice..i like a little tease at the end of my hair..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;this morning..i however I felt tat my hair just wont listen to me.. :(&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Hmm will try again tomorrow..since I already bought the hair wax..and all..really need to look diff lah..ni raya dah nak dkt..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ok guys...talk to u all soon ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116102017536861849?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116102017536861849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116102017536861849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116102017536861849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116102017536861849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-new-hairdo.html' title='My New HairDo'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116085662490917191</id><published>2006-10-15T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:51:55.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip with the Family, to Johor Bahru / Danga Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/PA030207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/PA030207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Me with niece, Yana at the Danga Bay Mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/PA030193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/PA030193.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Me, Dining Alfresco..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/PA030164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/PA030164.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just being silly with niece.."new shades aite!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/PA030140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/PA030140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My lovely gals..Bitha and Shilka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/PA020123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/PA020123.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/PA030138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/PA030138.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To all my faithfull readers, My love to you all..Firstly I apologise for not updating my blog of today..however, here I am, wishing yougood morning, its 15th Oct, Sunday morning already..yikes, and this means..tomorrow will be MOnday..I hate Mondaysssssss....Mondays always makes me blue..but hey I wont be in the office tomorrow, thats good, I will be visiting NUS for duty. From morning till 5pm. So anyone who needs to call, plse call my cellphone ok..Today I had a fantastic, superlastic, mombastic day..hehe..went to JB, (those who know my niece perhaps already know about this trip) Me, my gals and niece met our other family members at W'lands bust interchange.And from there we all took a bus to the checkpoint. It was jam packed with cars, it took us more than an hour settle in JB, i mean super late, the malaysian officers really weak ah..(too slow in stamping our passport) not only that, when I asked for white card, he didnt even say no or yes, he just ignored me, I was really pissed offwith his attitude, that I sarcastically said, next time just open your damn mouth to say "NO", so rude of you. Well that wont bring me down, I really had a wonderful time there, went shopping for kueh raya, I was a fool when it comes to kueh raya, temptations too great to resist..especially those colourful and kuehs, and beautifully decorated with peanuts, and sugar/ chocolate rice..yummy, so in the end, I bought 8 types, yeah and some chips..I hv in mind that this year gonna be special, I want to invite my friends, and family to my new home for this 2 in 1 occasion, Idul Fitr and house warming..Im gonna cook this year just like any other Idul Fitr yang dah lepas. Aku jugak yg masak..I bought a kebaya, its maroonish brown, beautiful baby!! at least to me lah..beautiful cos Im the wearer, and duit dah terkopak so kene lah cakap lawa kan. Cukup terletak kat my badan, to tell the truth, its like years that I wore any kebaya, always kurung, but this year, I want some difference..I want to celebrate my freedom and a new me, and a new home.I think after this trip, my spirit is already lifted up a bit and tomorrow I will start listening to the Raya songs, and singalong with my kids, while do some house cleaning..yeah..well at least its a plan..So altogether I have 2 new bajus, one kebaya and the other is some sort of a long dress but its actually a mini kurung modern..In fact, I hv one more which I just took from my tailor in JB, but due to some reason, its a way too big for me so I have to send for alteration :( You know, when we bought the cookies, nvr did cross my mind that no manpower to carry my stuff back to Singapore, hehe Well, the damage has been done, now we had to suffer due to our greediness..carry all the wayyyyy back to Singapore, sampai terbobos itu plastik bag wa ckp sama you all...haiz...luckily, I ada spare plastik bag..then ape lagi, hentak kaki, start jalan..ape ingat ada org nak tolong ke..Tak per ..jalan punya jalan, sampai dah..naik cab, terus pulang ke rumah..simpan itu semua kueh,..then admire lah kueh kueh tu kan colour2 you, suka i tegok..mcm sayang nak bukak..tapi mana bole ..mesti lah bukak kan..so you all jemput lah datang umah ok..bole taste kueh kueh instant I .. ;)Ah teringat pulak lagu tu, si Junainah M.Amin penyanyi lagu tu..without fail radio mesti main kan lagu tu..baru terangkat spirit raya.cam ni lah lagu nye..ok ready?~ bangun lah adik ku, na na nah na na na nahhhhhhh...something something jangan rebut rebut, makan lah dgn tertib,, ingat pesan ibu ..~~~hehe..tahun demi tahun..lagu ni mesti di main kan di radio..tapi tahun demi tahun jugak, i tetap tak hafal lagu ni sampai abis..hehe Ok lah..stop my silliness..hmm..here are some pics for you to share my JB trip ok..so enjoy...and be nice to each other.. love from me, Sherriefeelingmerry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116085662490917191?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116085662490917191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116085662490917191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116085662490917191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116085662490917191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-trip-with-family-to-johor-bahru.html' title='My Trip with the Family, to Johor Bahru / Danga Bay'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116076239372155672</id><published>2006-10-14T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:16:35.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday...nothing much happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/P9300067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/P9300067.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~~ saving forever for you huuu huu.. baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will  ever give forever to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love for a lifetime won’t do, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanna to always stay together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I am saving forever for you~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outside Fig and Olive Restaurant in Bencoolen Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/P1000899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/P1000899.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Its past 1am, and am still not tired, well not exactly not tired, i sletp for about an hour around 10pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I reminded myself to wake up so that I could blog tonight..when the entire household is sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Got a call from my sis in law, she has asked me to join her to JB, for this Raya shopping.  Yup I dont know why but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I still dont have that excitement yet for Raya, maybe as time goes by, and we getting older, the excitement just died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nevertheless, no matter how unexcited I am, I already prepared myself a few Raya dresses hehe. And tomorrow am going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;collect one more baju at the tailor in JB. I guess tomorrow everyone has their own agenda. I will be going with my ex's sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;and her family.  While my kids will be meeting my ex for their weekly visitation.  So meaning I will be having my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;time, hmm..what shall I do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Im thinking of leaving my place in the morning, so it will not be too crowded with ppl who going there for the same purpose as us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;(to buy ready made cookies and cakes for Raya).  But my ex's dad cant make it, he has to go to the bank in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh well, so we set a the time abt 11am to meet up at Woodlands MRT station. We all going there by bus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;My kids going to JB too with their dad, since he has a car, then travelling with children is not a problem..Thanks S, for giving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;some space of my own..phewww..(Wonder how your wife is getting on yeah..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;This house seems a bit empty without the sound of my sons..their tiffs and laughters..ibu hope you all be good at Pak Ngah's house ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;dont make a mess there..Ibu will always love  you boys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Should I make one type of cookie for this Raya? My heart is telling me yes, do it..since Fahshan loves my M&amp;M Chocolate cookies which I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;made yearly for Raya..but this year abit slacking lah...I dont know why..plse lift up my spirit God..Its a bit down..lately..dont know why :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;We have not done any cleaning yet, we have more pictures frames to be hung on the wall than the Singapore Museum..but only we dont have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;man who strong enought to drill my wall and help us with the decorations. So all the frames and beautiful pictures still wrapped in newspapers and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;leaning against the wall in my store room. The wall looks so bare, maybe I shuld hire-a-husband!! So he could do some things around my house, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;even the light in my washroom already blown out. Need to replace but I dont know how to do it, so my mom has been placing candles in there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;so the kids will not feel scared when they have to do their business in there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I gues being a single parent, I have to start doing this handy jobs..learn Sherrie! start learning now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Just thinking of that already made me depress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh...my throat is itchi, I think Im having cough..dry cough..luckily my bitha still keeps her cough drop given by the doc, so I took some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hopefully tomorrow I will be ok..this medicine should make me sleepy in no time..I hope so..I need to sleep yikeeeeeeeesssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;~~ saving forever for you huuu huu.. baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;You are the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I will ever give forever to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Love for a lifetime won’t do, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Wanna to always stay together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;So I am saving forever for you~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;nice song yeah.im listening to this song while blogging. I heard this from the radio and that triggered me to download &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;the song to my profile..happy listening folks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I better catch some sleep, cos tomorrow will be a tiring day..yeah yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;-- Sherrie"shanice"berrieneedsleep-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116076239372155672?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116076239372155672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116076239372155672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116076239372155672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116076239372155672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/fridaynothing-much-happened.html' title='Friday...nothing much happened'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116074378473084106</id><published>2006-10-13T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:57:25.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brother!! and his family came to visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC02900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC02900.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dinda Pelangi Timor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Shahril aka Yane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03321.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Princess with Ratu Chinta Mecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Me, Princess, Ratu, Ary and Min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03322.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Min and Ary Malik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03323.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;My brotha Shah Bromo aka Shahrul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hey hey hey, here are some pics of my family members..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;My beloved brother, Shahrul aka Shah Bromo, and his wife, Ary Malik, her sister, Min Malik and my cutie niece, lil Ratu Chinta Mecca...(Unique right?) , another daughter, the mischievious one is Pelangi or Rainbow and ofcos, my other niece, Princess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;They came to visit at the same time, Shah had a meeting with some clients here.  I think hes getting bigger and rounder, but his wife getting slimmer and slimmer...but still maintain her looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;As usual whenever they come visit, our normal quiet live  will turn into loud, crazy noise. Hes funny and I love him..hey I hv another brother too..Shahril aka Yane.  He is a cool dude..unlike Shahrul. Shahril abit manja..like a cat, always using his high pitch voice whenever he needs something from me... both of them are stationed in Malaysia, and they are rarely in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116074378473084106?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116074378473084106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116074378473084106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116074378473084106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116074378473084106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-brother-and-his-family-came-to.html' title='My brother!! and his family came to visit'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116064491653037857</id><published>2006-10-12T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:47:07.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooo La Laaaaaaaa My Celebrity Look-alikes??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nolin, shes the one responsible in putting up my picture together with the celebrities. You go gal!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/584298_96141608a0e254d2zsli04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/400/584298_96141608a0e254d2zsli04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Its 5.07pm, waiting and counting the time down..yawn , eyes blurry and body aching, am I catching cold? Oh yes yes..another MC, help!! I have turned into an MC queen. Well don’t blame me, its too hectic working in my dept. One after another left their positions here due to incompetence or some other reasons. The actual fact is my dept consists of 3 sections, which monopolised mostly by woman. Only about 1 or 2 months ago a guy who just joined our dept left, after working here for about 2 weeks or so. But he had a reason; he injured his back due to tennis, poor thing. Anyways, we have 2 new staff that just joined us, a friendly Chinese lady and an aloof Indian lady who never smiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I’m here not to talk about them, just thinking about how jinx my dept is, the finance side that is.  I think I know why, they are not so friendly bunch of people never welcome newcomers. But we talk them and me, only, if they need something from me or vice versa.  This is because I’ve been with this dept for the past 8 years. Oh well, we expect this kind of thing to happen everywhere. And poor new comers always the target. Feeling uneasy and being left out in any office activities can drain them emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok enough of that, got an email from my colleague, she sent me a picture of several celebrities with certain percentage of my looks..(me as celebrities look alike) hehe.  This is really cute. I didn’t know that we could do this kind of thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;This afternoon, while I was checking out myspace.com and updating my profile, I managed to download a song, which I never heard before, the song sang by the Brazilian Girls..quite catchy..its nice but what the hell shes singing, plse don’t ask me..To download the song into my profile took 30 mins to learn how to do it correctly.  And I had to redo the whole profile again as it disappeared suddenly from my view..how frustating. I wanted to scream, just imagine I have to think what to write about myself..how am I suppose to praise my self..im not that kind of person, so I asked a friend from msn to give me idea and tell me what kind of person am I...he was sweet to tell me all those positive words…Thank you Iwan..J  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Haiz..my mom going to KL this evening ,that’s what I heard, so I guess its good too that she change wind, you know what I mean, so she could relax a bit to have her own time..and spend time with her grandchildren in KL.  Boohoohoooo I have to take charge of the house!! Guess I have to do the housework, L clean, cook and wash..just like a housewife. .Mommyyyyyyyyyyy !!! I promise not to be naughty,  please don’t go mommyyyyyyyyyy….ahem ahem that’s all an act, seriously, I want her to have good time in KL. They will all come back eventually into my arms..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok.. I wonder how come all my blog always turn out to be this super long..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nevermind, I still have some more things to talk abt..but in another blog..so see u later…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;-- sherrieberricute says later…&lt;/span&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/35489543-116064491653037857?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116064491653037857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116064491653037857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116064491653037857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116064491653037857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/ooo-la-laaaaaaaa-my-celebrity-look.html' title='Ooo La Laaaaaaaa My Celebrity Look-alikes??'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116058975848121261</id><published>2006-10-12T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:58:46.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing with Zaharah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/P1000902.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/P1000902.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/P1000896.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/P1000896.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03354.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This is my second posting, I hope it will go thru without any hassle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This morning, I was busy at work, as usual tons of unfinished paperworks. But who cares, we only human, need a break at one point of time. Take a breather and start slaving again..its hard to earn money yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;At least I had something to look forward to, my colleague, shes used to work in our dept, but already transferred to a Customer Service Center cause, according to her she loves talking to ppl shes the people person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Although we work under the same roof, but we seldom see each other, we keep in touch by sms'ing, and emailing to each other.  Heard she has a boy friend and she thinks that hes the ONE for her. Well I hope so Zah, the last ones you told me the same, but it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;turned out to be only the flavour of the month...hehe..Seriously I could shee shes changing, from wild to mild..even her sense of dressing and her way of talking..hmm..does it have anything to do with him? maybe, I just pray that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;shes happy and content with her relationship. Never saw the guy before though.."Zah when can I meet him????????? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh we met straight after office hour abt 5.30pm and took train to go to this restaurant, Fig n Olive, a beautiful place with beautiful scenery and lay outs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We kindof reached there early,, too early to sit a the table so, we took the opportunity to snap some pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We had soooo much fun..it about time for me to have fun too..right Zah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There was this garden, with fountains with beautiful decorative ceremics.. with garden lights.  The garden is surrounded by plush greeneries. I was hoping to upload our pics in here..but my niece did not bring home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;the camera's USB cable..so I hope to do it tomorrow night then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;just check this space ok..meanwhile I will just upload other photos for your viewing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We really had a long talk over food, the food, was sandwiches and a plate of Chicken Cabonara? well i think it almost sound like that..will check again with Zaharah maybe she can still remember the name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we were the last to walk out from the restaurant, not many people during this period. The waiter would like to know if we would be interested in coffe and cakes ..after our meal, but we were already thinking of having coffee at the Secret Recipe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They have the nicest cakes, and pastries over there.  People, you should try ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;hmm do you know that I have 2 blogs in here, one is myspace and the other is blogspot..so whenever I update one, I have to update the other..its really troublesome but I have to admit, that it fun to blog.. Yikes..look at my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I deprived of sleep..   but its my way to excpress my feelings..You go blog..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well I guess this is too bloody long, so guys please dont get bored ok..just read and comment..if you have any if not..then just relax at the corner..ciao baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116058975848121261?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116058975848121261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116058975848121261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116058975848121261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116058975848121261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/outing-with-zaharah.html' title='Outing with Zaharah'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116054387490961325</id><published>2006-10-11T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:31:48.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iftar Appointment..!! Yay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/6d57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/6d57.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: courier new;"&gt;11.30 went down to withdraw some cash, hmm..too little too fast when it comes to money.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its not abt that, need to pay for Bitha's exam papers which she bugged me this morning, unformately I had ran out of cash..sorry darling, this evening ok, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30 this afternoon, will meet up my colleague, who used to work in my dept, but now shes transfered to CSC. We have lots to catch up, so made a date to meet up this evening for Iftar. Saw her at MERC club, she bought some chips.  Talked a little and confirmed our time again.  She looks like shes losing weight..very nice, very chic.  Betol tak Zah?? Btw, all my sistaz here are looking incredibly stunning..even in their 30's and 40's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we going to Fig N Olive, where? I hv no idea..so I leave that part to Zah... Shes the man!! hehe I was surprised that she drove her bro and sis in law around ..jalan jalan lah..by borrowing her bf's car..I teased here..aik sampai ke kaki hehee..Orang dah pro kan..so bila nak beli your own car Zah? Bole gi JB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention that I ve changed the cover of my cellphone? From striking Orange to Solemn Black..quite nice actually, looks new too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss asked me when can I submit my statistic for Sept, I just looked at her and showed her my messy table, meaning too many things need my attention, so that have to wait..we set the date for the submission and that will be next week Thursday..phewww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No call yet..from that person, Im restless..I hv to find something to do..before I go insane..oh God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah I know I will join my friends and nap for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so later , will update again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sherriefeelingblue--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116054387490961325?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116054387490961325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116054387490961325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116054387490961325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116054387490961325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/iftar-appointment-yay.html' title='Iftar Appointment..!! Yay'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116046369356396112</id><published>2006-10-10T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:06:45.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody turned Happy ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Its 225pm, lunch break just over, back to work, I feel that the time is crawlingggg very slowly..yawn yawn..why did I go to work today, I should stay home with my kids,  Ithink at least Shilka is home. Shes gonna hv her next Arts exam this Thursday, already asked me for $20 last night to buy her a box of pencil colour Faber Castle's. Why does this brand cost so much? Why cant she use that normal pencil colour? with that picture of a swan instead..hehe..I used that during my time ;) alah sayang...jangan marah sayang.. ibu main main aje ok darling..just study hard ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;During lunch break, we all had our nap, we as in my kakis, Jelly and Merry.  We used to have more kakis, but I think they prefer to stay in their office and offset their lunch break to knock off 30 mins earlier.  I took a nap for a few minutes, when i woke up, oh dearrrr..my neck..was in pain.  At first I was wondering if I could sleep by lying down on the meeting table hehe..for more comfort.  Which of cause I did not dah terbiat??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Came out from the room, boss not there, yippee, so let see ..pen my blog..while I still hv some things to say.. I keep on listening to the same song, by this chap, Howie Day, Collide, which is quite meaningful, and easy to follow. I think its time to change, I want to have a diff mood now..no more sad sad lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;2.35pm received call, my niece aka PAY said wanna go out watch movie at Sun Plaza, shes on urgent leave and this is how she spend her leave..tsk tsk..noti eh. gi dgn sape tu? Haikal ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;So Aunty Ain act as aunty lah..advise her to come back for breakfast nanti.  According to her Shilka is out at the library, studying for her final exams.  Good gal!! Im proud of ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Boss told me he managed to sign one box of TG agreeement, now left 2 more boxes.  He was so happy that he already accomplished the signing of the agreement until I dropped the bomb hehe.. I told him that was only NTU, I will be handing in to him 3 more boxes of TG agreement for him to sign phewwwww....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;The truth, this morning I was a bit down, and weary, but now my mood is picking up..yippeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;..staying sad all the time is super suck...I better listen to something catchy and upbeat..like Daddy Yankee perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh one more thing, my ex colleague well not exactly ex, shes still working here except shes in Customer Service Center now.  She called me and suggested for berbuka bersama2..long time no hear..lots to catch up man, hmm..what to wear..what to wear..and where to eat where to eat..any suggestions? Im thinking of Plaza Singapura, the Secret Recipe... already sent her an email abt  the place and time to meet up.  Oh Im so exited...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Alright, will write again tonight.. done for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;- Sherriefeelingmerry--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;mmuackkkssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116046369356396112?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116046369356396112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116046369356396112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116046369356396112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116046369356396112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/moody-turned-happy.html' title='Moody turned Happy ..'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116041049529248569</id><published>2006-10-09T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T10:10:56.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much to talk about today..im bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/IMG_2264.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/IMG_2264.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC00035-edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC00035-edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC00104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC00104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/Image034.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Niece slept over yesterday and heard shes coming again tonight..I think shes hooked up on me..maybe she realised that Im her best aunt..right Princess ?? (Now both aunts, Georgeous Aunt and Me call her, Princess Armadela of Yishun, short for PAY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh where is she..its like 10.30pm already and no shadow of her..(yelah tak de bayang)??Shes like my own daughter..I love her shes cute and mischievious..Only last night she asked me if she and her bf look compatible..hmm..as an aunt I have to tell her the truth right..so I told her she looks older than her companion, her bf looks younger than her..and now she doesnt want to be seen with him..hmm..thats bad Princess, age and looks dont matter anymore in this society. LOVE captures everything, follow your heart dear, end of the day its you who need to be happy.  So if he loves you, then any other reasons is not an obstacle.. I ll give my blessing.  As long as you know you limitation ahhhhhh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Will there be a problem if a woman who is older hvg a relationship with a man who is much younger than her? I think that its not impossible, it takes courage and determination but will there be a problem? What kind of price you have to pay? hmm..I dont know.  I wish I know the answer.  To have this kind or relationship..both have to be ready and willing to take the risk. Its always 50-50%, either go all the way and be happy with it, or stop half way and be miserable all your live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Friends and family play the biggest role in this matter, they are the ones who will give their blessings and opinions. But is it fair to the both of them that they have to stop the relationship becos of age difference?  What if their relationship already so far, like a few months or some years and both have shown their affection towards each other and in the end they have to go their separate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Will this take a toll on both of them..the ones in love? Some who went thru said it hurts like hell,, maybe you 'd wish that you'd never wake up. Maybe you gonna end up in bed for few weeks if not months..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Why would you go thru all this hardship when you know that he or she is the ONE for you? Well only they can give that perfect reason why..perhaps to be fair, to the guys? Older women tend to have complication during pregnancy which could be true too..In this case, I think guys, you should have faith in yourself, and be firm about it.  To love that perfect woman and to have kids with her is miracle.   My friend, she was 39 when she gave birth to her 3rd child..when she remarried. What a cutie, now hes 2 years old.. as for me no one asked me if I'm willing to have another kids...well frankly, I love kids and I dont mind to have 1 or 2 more. The problem is to have that right man beside you when  you in labour, to give you support and love that you need during that crucial time. Nothing i simpossible, its all about love, and the right persons to be with.  We only live once so please make the right decision ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an older woman, we dont ask much, but we willing to give more and in return, we want love and affection and security from the man we call husband no matter how old or young he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;End of the day, both will be happy and enjoy the gifts of lives. .. the fruits of their love.  That is the bottom ingredient, Love portion.  So lets us spread some luvvvvvvvvvvvvv hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;- Sherrie-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Time: 12.44am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116041049529248569?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116041049529248569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116041049529248569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116041049529248569'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/PRO1526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/PRO1526.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/Picture%20095_edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/Picture%20095_edited.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Collide"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A light shining through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You're barely waking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I'm tangled up in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm open, you're closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Light up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I somehow find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm quiet you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You make a first impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I somehow find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Don't stop here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I lost my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm close behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Out of the doubt that fills your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You finally find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You finally find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You finally find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116038623436288376?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116038623436288376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116038623436288376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116038623436288376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116038623436288376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/collide-howie-day.html' title='Collide - Howie Day'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116033015674746822</id><published>2006-10-09T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T01:55:56.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seletar Reservoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03310_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03310_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Harlow..good evening to one and all readers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Once again we meet in here, I just got back from meeting friends at the Seletar Reservoir. You must be thinking what the hell shes doing there at night..No no not like some ppl, they all have big projects over there..  Me and my friends, we just wanna chill over coke and pizza..overlooking the peaceful water below.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The three of us, Yana, Emy and me chatted a little, ate a little, drink a little and gossip big..hehe nah just kidding..we are the sweetest gals on earth, no gossip please..Each talked about their relationship ..be it sweet, sour  or bitter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;For me, well I had a tiny problem, managed to deal with it. Hey there are more fish in the reservoir man.  As for Yana, shes ever said that being single with no one to hold during ups and downs..is unbearable..yeah its true I guess. To be hurt by someone we love and trust, is hell. To him, to date ex-gf is normal, really?  hmm..let me think..NO I dont think so..unless you still have the hots for her dear.&lt;br /&gt;After all sweet words and gestures, and sacrifices, now he wants to date other gals..insensitive egoistic male species.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Well its his right anyway, I guess we gals have to do the same too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Date till we cant date no more..and be free from those insensitive egoists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some pics there..will be uploaded soon..so check this space ok.  Its really cool place to chill too beside Seletar Dam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;9 Oct 2006 - Sherrie berriepissed says so long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116033015674746822?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116033015674746822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116033015674746822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116033015674746822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116033015674746822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/seletar-reservoir.html' title='Seletar Reservoir'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116029248567489944</id><published>2006-10-08T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T15:54:40.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont play with fire if you cannot stand the heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;"mak i slalu ckp,hati2 dgn airmata pompuan,cuz its their weapon of mass distruction.i jenis lelaki yg KALAH dgn airmata pompuan.TAPI...bila i chat dgn u,kenal u,ur life,ur past..every minute every words u say,hati i rasa tenang.hati i rasa sedih dgn apa yg u face in this world.i tertarik dgn ur courage and ur sincerity ...." blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;Itu dia kata kata yg telah terhambat di hati ku, tetapi orang yg memberi perangsang dan nasihat, orang itu juga lah yang telah pemusnah api kemesraan..dan impian suci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;Kata kata ku, suara ku, mata ku ahh semua nye di puji melambong, tapi bila sudah mendapat kepercayaan dari ku, maka itu lah dia mengundur diri dengan seribu alasan...itu di namakan Lelaki..&lt;br /&gt;Jaga-jaga musang berbulu ayam, mula nye aku tak tahu ape erti nye sehingga lah hari ini..baru ku sedar..ape itu dan sape itu.. Lelaki..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;"u are kind,loving and very very sensitif..the 1st few hours listening u talked and laff..i can tell tht.it only take me to appear under ur blok,wth a boquet of roses,and thats it,we will be an item.but im not like other men, i takde the bit intention to take advantage of ur situation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;What you call this? a charade? I m willing to give up everything just to be with you.. betol seperti yang di katakan lidah tak bertulang..tisk tisk smalam dia kata cinta, harapan dan impian Esok pula mudah berubah, dia kata keliru, benci, kehancuran..sedih sungguh menyedih kan.. a bright future just being flushed down the drain.. Konon nye dia lain, unlike other men dalam segi ape itu yang tak sama? Pada ku sama sahaja... penganiaya dan pemusnah ...Lelaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamudulillah, aku masih lagi waras, walaupun sudah beberapa kali terjadi kesialan dan kecelakaan begini..masih lagi aku teringat dengan satu pesanan seseorang lelaki tu "Allah tak akan menguji kita lebih dari yg kita termampu.". :) yup...ironically Lelaki itu juga lah yg telah memusnah kan impian ku ........... Lelaki.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;Walaubagaimanapun..aku tetap mendoakan..semoga tercapai impian yang dikau nantikan..yang selama ini tidak terjadi pada dirimu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;Semoga Allah merestui dikau, and semoga, penyakit "confuse" kamu itu akan bertukar menjadi satu confidence instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Allah itu Maha Pengasih, Pengampun and Maha Mengetahui..aku serahkan segalanye pada Nya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Aku redha..dengan segala yang telah di lempar kan pada ku, mungkin ini adalah balasan Nya pada ku kerana kesalahan ku di sedari atau pun tidak disedari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Dengan ini, semoga, Dia akan membuka jalan jalan yg lebih luas untuk ku, membimbing dan memberi ku ganjaran yang lebih bermakna..Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/35489543-116029248567489944?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116029248567489944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116029248567489944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116029248567489944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116029248567489944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/dont-play-with-fire-if-you-cannot.html' title='Dont play with fire if you cannot stand the heat'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116027397778712236</id><published>2006-10-08T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T01:07:02.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/Conversation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/Conversation.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I found this in my folder..I still keep my fav chatter's msn past conversation history.  The initial stage of introduction??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Anyway its coming to almost..how far? 2 or 3 months? And still on going..Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;His idol, the late (Arwah) Steve Irwin.. RIP Mr Irwin.  He loves Steve like a brother haha, maybe they both had the same interest? Steves dealed with crocodiles? But unfortunately died while fliming with the big "bully" stingray.  While "H" deals with roaches and insects..(lipas terbang his specialty) Nevertheless, he is fun to be with,charming,very open, and sweet, nice captivating smile (sape cakap you tak hensem..well tak lah cam drummer Dewa but still acceptable hehe.)  Loves music ...He's The Man of All string instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Setiap ada kamu mengapa jantung ku bergetar, lebih kencang seperti kenderaan mau pulang, setiap ada kamu mengapa darah ini mengalir lebih kencang dari hujung kaki ke hujung kepala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;mana  bisak dong? Kok jalan terbalik ya? kepala dibawah kaki di atas?  eehh..teringat citer Nang Nak..seramm..citer antu!! sape yg belom tengok gi tengok cepat selagi stock masih ada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&gt;Anyway.. I love the song, by Dewa..masa kan tidak, drummer hensem dok cuma tak leh download boohoohooo..but at least bole dengar dari "H"'s site eh..cute cute cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now Im singing over and over again..what does this mean? Maybe only "H" have the answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to all readers, and YOU, I have to go now..need to do something and will see you again later..&lt;br /&gt;Missy Sherrie-BerrieCutey takes a bow..for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116027397778712236?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116027397778712236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116027397778712236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116027397778712236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116027397778712236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/memories_08.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116026861286901293</id><published>2006-10-08T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:23:14.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Knew I love You Before I Met You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/fb72scd-cross_hatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/fb72scd-cross_hatch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;I Knew I love You Before I Met You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Maybe it's intuition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;But some things you just don't question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Like in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I see my future in an instant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and there it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I think I've found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I know that it might sound more than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a little crazy but I believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I loved you before I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I think I dreamed you into life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I knew I loved you before I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have been waiting all my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;here's just no rhyme or  reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;only this sense of completion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and in your eyes I see the missing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pieces I'm searching for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I think I found my way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I know that it might sound more than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a little crazy but I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; knew I loved you before I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I think I dreamed you into life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I knew I loved you before I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been waiting all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A thousand angels dance around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am complete now that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116026861286901293?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116026861286901293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116026861286901293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116026861286901293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116026861286901293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-knew-i-love-you-before-i-met-you.html' title='I Knew I love You Before I Met You'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116024536751159323</id><published>2006-10-08T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T02:43:14.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree (7 Oct 2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03334_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/200/DSC03334_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03339.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hello to all my readers, especially the faithful ones..you know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today, I went shopping with my niece, Yana. We planned this since last week.  Shes thinking of the whole wardrobe, as for me, I thought that I just need a couple of blouses but in the end I bought 3 blouses, a cd compilation of love songs..cause Im in love..yeah.. :) and a necklace.  Yeah I really need new clothes.. the old ones aren't wearable anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Its fun to shop with a shop-a-holic, Yana.  Shes a big spender man!  Im not complaining anything, to me, we only young once and if we can afford such things then for goodness sake, buy them and be proud.  You never know if you will ever afford such luxurious things in future.  Shopping is like an exercise, we burn fats, with that walk along the corridor, we realised that breakingfast is just around the corner.  We stopped outside Takashima, hey do you guys know that today is the Women's day, no wonder we were given free bottles of mineral water. We had our finger foods atone of the benches before heading into Takashimaya for more shopping.  Its real hard work, this shopping thingy, its like trying to find that perfect cut of pants or comfortable cutting of the blouse, without compromising on the material and workmanship.  I tried 8 blouses at one time and in the end, I only bought 3. As you know, too many beautiful blouses, but too little time and money :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Before heading home, Yana's old school mate came joining us, at the table just infront of BK at Fareast Plaza.  I had my 2nd and proper dinner, Fish burger from BK while Yana had none, not into food was she?? No wonder so skinny!! only talking to her friend. We went home after that by cab, Yana dropped me first at my place then headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;My eyes cannot stay fully awake, eventhough with the help of coffee. Im very exhausted with all that activities.  Hmm now Im wondering when can I wear those clothes. Very excited about it, it shows the different side of me.  I used to wear loose baggy clothes, now its the opposite, I like t-shirt materials..they are very cooling.  See the pic on the right on top, it was taken in the changing room, the one in brown-blue, I didnt buy it though! hehe, at least I know how I'll look in that blouse..(shud buy that next time!! any sponsors??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Miss Sherrie takes a bow and will meet again tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116024536751159323?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116024536751159323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116024536751159323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116024536751159323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116024536751159323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/shopping-spree-7-oct-2006.html' title='Shopping Spree (7 Oct 2006)'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116020223873018815</id><published>2006-10-07T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:54:30.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seletar Dam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03138.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03138.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hoorayyyy..what a bliss, super supper after shopping!! About time too.  Moi tummy was growling, had not taken any dinner yet except, a piece of cinnamon bread which I bought at workplace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Reached home about 11pm, showered, hmm..whats tat on the table, oohhh ..yum yum...mommy made pasta for breakfast..(macaroni goreng youuu!!!) sedapppp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I know Im not supposed to touch as we gonna have supper right? I cant resist lah..nak makan..tak peduli. Mula mula satu pinggan, aik sedapnye..tak per lah tambah sikit lagi hehe..and the ayam rendang  hmm...rupa macam rendang aje..anyway so very delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then both of us (my niece and I) went for that supper and straight to the dam..enjoying the view with 2 new found friends. View? what view, I couldn't see any thing, just hazy, according to the weather ppl, the haze was the worst yesterday. So smokers, BBQers, stop your activities please, at least for now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;The place as usual was crowded with youngsters and family members chilling out, chit chatting, fishing and etc... snogging too if you know what I mean.. ;) Whatever it is..its still my favourite spot to chill..hope to go there again..if possible every weekends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh my gosh, look at the time, i hv to get ready, niece going berserk..we going shopping again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;hopefully i will find the right blouse..and right earrings and right..man..lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sat, 7 Oct 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Miss Moi Sherrie-BerrieCute sign out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116020223873018815?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116020223873018815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116020223873018815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116020223873018815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116020223873018815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/seletar-dam.html' title='Seletar Dam'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116019831334416277</id><published>2006-10-07T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:26:28.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Oct 2006 - Work Work Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/200/DSC03118.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Back to work eventually, yeah..what a loadful of papers on my table, welcoming me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Came in early this morning, started at 8am so I could knock off at 5.30pm. I wanted to be with the family for berbuka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Didnt know where to start first, answering all those email enquiries or digging into that pile of papers. Hmm..scissors, paper,stone!!! yeah..to write off some students from the Tuition Grant bond.  I think about 30 students (exaggerating only!!) hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;There was a meeting at 4pm, regarding post-mortem of the execution of the agreement at the 2 unis.  So far, no problem however, this year the number of foreign students applying for the grant is up by 20% (each iHL). Boring right !! ok lets skip about my work..lets talk about other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Let me see, oh yeah I met my niece after work, went for threading at Jeya's beauty salon in Yishun.  She commented that I lost weight drastically. I felt great though, no extra unwanted fat..sleeping under my skin!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Its like 8pm when we made a move to our next destination, at first we wanted to shop at Parkway Parade, but due to the jam at the expressway, we diverted to Bugis Junction instead. Liyana (my niece) bought some inner/outer garments, nice colour, niece and ain't it too tiny an too sexy?..well orang kecik molek bole lah kan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;As for moi, well what the heck, cant resist the temptation, bought a pair of U2 pants, chic and sleek..for offfice wear. I like the cutting and the colour is sombre shades of grey.  Now, what I need is to find a perfect blouse..to go with my pants. Woman!!! Stores need women like us for their products hehe afterall we are the ultimate buyers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok enough said, Missy Miss Berrie sign out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116019831334416277?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116019831334416277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116019831334416277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116019831334416277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116019831334416277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/6-oct-2006-work-work-work.html' title='6 Oct 2006 - Work Work Work'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116006476194824502</id><published>2006-10-05T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T11:43:00.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Oct 2006 (Eve)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03177_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03177_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hi there im back again for another update.  Its 11.40 pm and im still wide awake, thanks for the coffee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Thinking hard what to pen, hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Its not a pleasant evening to begin with, had a tiff with a fwen. But we cleard that part already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I did not go that "berbuka" with Rezza, he had last minute duty at the surau..hehe org kuat surau kan, as usual and my eye was still swollen  then.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh my and for another 2 hours, its going to be buka already, and I found out that i couldn't fast..what a waste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I was like 50-50 unsure, and feeling relentless creeping in, hehe..I thought if I ignored it, that "tanda" will go off hehe. stupid of me right. I buka with my family..as usual my mom cooked rice porridge ( this has been going on for the past few days) mcm orang tak de gigi pulak..Bubur lemak, Bubur Masjid, Bubur Ayam ... Please mom, I dah tak leh telan ni..lain lah plseeeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;But I did not say it out loud, just solemnly enjoying my food.  At least, I had my favourite Putu Bambu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;My eye getting better by by that evening..Thank God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116006476194824502?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116006476194824502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116006476194824502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116006476194824502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116006476194824502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/5-oct-2006-eve.html' title='5 Oct 2006 (Eve)'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-116002846016197239</id><published>2006-10-05T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T14:11:55.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st half of 5 Oct 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03245.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another brand new day..and im still on MC..suck suck suck..tomorrow I will be going to work and facing all those ppl, listening to the sickening pesky students whining and complaining about how they can execute their TG agreement is unbearable. God help me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think I need to find a new job..well any takers? Anyone want me to work in his or her department? Plse gimme a holler ok ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was wondering if am going to have any plan this afternoon.  Wait a minute, someone just called, yay. I have a date for berbuka this evening. Its my turn to blanja him. He was kind enuf to blanja me before.  Now after 3 years, its just polite enuf to treat him to a decent meal, right Rezza hehe.  I hope he brings a car..it’s a lazy hot afternoon after all, and I need some pampering please.Time crawls so slowly its only 1pm the weather outside is burning hot and I am starting to feel lousy, Why? Why? Wait a minute I think I know why, someone just pissed me off last night. You know who you are.  I thought blogging is for someone to pour out their feelings be it fucking happy, or fucking sad..just jot it down. Its not for others to say yeah its good or nah..its too embarrassing, delete it. Its quite disheartening but Im cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Only my little niece hmm..not so little anymore knows how I feel eh Yana..loneliness is unbearable and unacceptable in this society kan sweetie..hehe.  Im looking forward for our outing this Saturday.  So look out Wisma, Suntec here we come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well I’m hoping to blog again tonight..since this is only part of the day event.  My mom just came home and was in a daze. She actually couldn’t remember our address.  She sat under the block for about 30 min according to her till she saw a lady and asked it was block 868. What if she’s having Alzheimer disease?  Hmm..am I paranoid over nothing. She is home already guys..so you all can stop the search.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sayang Ibunda..Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ok its time for Lil Miss Sherry-BerryCute to say time-out.  Will be back at this evening with some updates okies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you’all brothers and sistazzzzzzzz…God bless you all..jaga itu pose ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35489543-116002846016197239?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/116002846016197239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=116002846016197239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116002846016197239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/116002846016197239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/1st-half-of-5-oct-2006.html' title='1st half of 5 Oct 2006'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35489543.post-115996843348089009</id><published>2006-10-04T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T12:02:34.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Oct 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/1600/DSC03295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5298/3948/320/DSC03295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ts been a long day at home, me on MC for 2 wonderful days..yay..oops sorrylah.shouldn't be too happy. Im having sore eye..it all started yesterday afternoon at work..blahh..i woke up from day nap during lunch break and there went ma pretty right eye..all swollen and in one minute became a Mrs Dark Vedder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;So its like i was planning for the next day already, gonna take mc ...take mc... chanting all the way home..true enuf, gerl, ur sick. Eye swollen bad, red, mucus at the corner, yuk..and well at least i can get some rest at home.. I know I lacked of sleep this past few weeks..due to work and also bz with night activity, like chatting with my super-men in the internet..all those my potential bfs yup..have to look around for the a Mr Right..right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;hmm..now i feel that my eye is getting better..should i go to work tomorrow..well..heck why should i..its my right to stay home and have a blissful time..my quality time with my pc and music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well guys at work..tough eh without me in the office..see u'all at work this friday..hv a good time at work..guys. love you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;ywwwwnnnn..hmm..Lazy Hazy Missy Sherrieberrie take a bow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;ciao&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/35489543-115996843348089009?l=sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/feeds/115996843348089009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35489543&amp;postID=115996843348089009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/115996843348089009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35489543/posts/default/115996843348089009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sherrie-berriecute.blogspot.com/2006/10/4-oct-2006.html' title='4 Oct 2006'/><author><name>sherrie-berriecute</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08613248811720264872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oUBEiLTIjOI/TF12ypeHOEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/dZOqyAeMNfA/S220/IMG00133-20100715-1342.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
