<?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-3208767030518250504</id><updated>2011-11-07T17:17:38.066+08:00</updated><category term='Arlien (Amma)'/><category term='Love and kisses'/><category term='Donny hathaway collection'/><category term='10th of may 2007'/><title type='text'>The Pereras say...</title><subtitle type='html'>God gives us the serenity to accept the things that we cannot change. courage, to change the things we can...and the wisdom to know the different...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-3560833038515874557</id><published>2008-02-09T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T03:08:24.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best friend's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://arlienperera.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R635qQoKCC4AACLDTq81"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.arlienperera.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R635qQoKCC4AACLDTq81/IMG_7546%20KACAMATA%20MNTA%20DITUSIR.jpg?et=DHvPS10s%2CxaYO8a6W0KxIQ&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Dearest Marsha and Utu&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;You looked so beautiful on your wedding day. your wedding gown was just so perfect on you.  I wanted to cry to see you walked down the aisle holding hand with your dad. i've never imagined who are you gonna be with... You are one of my bestest friend. Utu is the luckiest man in the world. there's no doubt for you, to be a good partner in his life...!! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I can make assure that you're so happy. you've finally found the man who you love unconditionally. The man who always make the smile on your face. You're such a lovely couple. my thoughts and prayers are always for you. I was so honored to be your maid of honor. I wish you all the happiness and all the joys you will bring in to your life..! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Cheers...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;With all my heart.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-3560833038515874557?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/3560833038515874557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=3560833038515874557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/3560833038515874557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/3560833038515874557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-best-friend-wedding.html' title='My Best friend&amp;#39;s wedding'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-5490198040649072679</id><published>2007-07-05T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:03:02.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday my little princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=75923616&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:0px;background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif?w=SS&amp;d=1136B&amp;c=1&amp;id=7592361&amp;auto=1&amp;=.gif"&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=75923616"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=75923616&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=75923616"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_view.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width=0 height=0 style="visibility:hidden;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/counters/dBFII5RbVxUc8nBdc3bMDTvNxh8YPCZT0EgEosybDqquPMm2IGtRiVHNEqa5_vRCJFlj838NirtMPhIOkaB9sBV96wWsx8ZIxOM7UCHxdUKwtdrrK-iPgFgfTi0ngXRdsmfpk27CkZl5vKkLHnF94g==.tif" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOU WILL ALWAYS REMAIN AS SWEET AND LOVELY AS YOU ARE. WE ARE SO LUCKY TO HAVE SUCH A LOVELY AND GOOD LITTLE DAUGHTER ....WE LOVE YOU AND WE'RE PROUD OF YOU....BABY .......YOUR LOVING AMMA AND THATHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-5490198040649072679?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/5490198040649072679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=5490198040649072679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/5490198040649072679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/5490198040649072679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-my-little-princess.html' title='Happy birthday my little princess'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-6872587584910574615</id><published>2007-06-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:44:42.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy sixth Anniversary</title><content type='html'>How wonderful to have you in my life!&lt;br /&gt;All my feelings whirl about my heart!&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I can't contain that I'm your wife;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I don't know how or where to start.&lt;br /&gt;You have me always, no matter what you do:&lt;br /&gt;A gift I give my gift, joyously.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing means as much to me as you;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else so fully makes me, me.&lt;br /&gt;If I had everything that God could grant,&lt;br /&gt;Very little there would bring me peace.&lt;br /&gt;Enwrapped in you is everything I want:&lt;br /&gt;Rapture, warmth, affection, sweet release.&lt;br /&gt;So strong my love! So happy, sure, and strong!&lt;br /&gt;A thousand thousand years would not seem long!&lt;br /&gt;Reason tells me everything must end,&lt;br /&gt;Yet you will always be my lover-friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank's for wonderful 6 years we're together.&lt;br /&gt;Love and kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Arlien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-6872587584910574615?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/6872587584910574615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=6872587584910574615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/6872587584910574615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/6872587584910574615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-sixth-anniversary.html' title='Happy sixth Anniversary'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-8070638780060573544</id><published>2007-06-06T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:36:36.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my forever friends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=72081393&amp;ver=102906" quality="high" salign="lt" width="256" height="192" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:0px;background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px; filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot/w=SS&amp;d=ECBF&amp;c=1&amp;id=7208139&amp;auto=1&amp;=.gif"&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=72081393"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px; filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=72081393&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=72081393"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_view.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/counters/dBFII5RbVxUc8nBdc3bMDTvNxh8YPCZT0EgEosybDqr_mQXVs5gixvRNQwitNO3cnlCGOD7hh9xbkK6aXvCuc0Kqcr_xTgEFxBPnpBXxEcg=.tif" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to have dema here for a week. he's my beloved best friend. we've been friends for 12 years. we've gone through bad and good times together. when he was here we were talking about the time when we were still in Bandung. how three of us(me, Marsha and dema) became friends. it's kinda funny remembering olden days..!! time has passed so fast. and now we're apart. but we still be best friends ever... after what we have talked about our past. I've just realized that how lucky i am, to have such wonderful friends like both of them. &lt;br /&gt;even though everyone has their own life now. I'm married with 1 daughter, Marsha is getting married next year, and dema is still single at the moment. but we're still in each other hearts. and we're forever friends... I love you guys...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/Rmbm1eWoYHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/e2nHq9Wknbs/s1600-h/206961471_45055_5552_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/Rmbm1eWoYHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/e2nHq9Wknbs/s320/206961471_45055_5552_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072995836634882162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;that was marsha and the pereras 2 years ago..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-8070638780060573544?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/8070638780060573544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=8070638780060573544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/8070638780060573544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/8070638780060573544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/06/dema-in-town.html' title='my forever friends..'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/Rmbm1eWoYHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/e2nHq9Wknbs/s72-c/206961471_45055_5552_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-5697662525616967289</id><published>2007-06-06T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:36:36.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>early birthday present from bunda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RmbMfeWoYGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5dh4OeNYddA/s1600-h/100_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RmbMfeWoYGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5dh4OeNYddA/s320/100_0794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072966871375437922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo got a new pink scooter. thank's bunda for the scooter..! she was so happy. bunda has promised her a scooter for her birthday. so eventhough her b'day is still on the way but she got it earlier...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-5697662525616967289?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/5697662525616967289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=5697662525616967289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/5697662525616967289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/5697662525616967289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/06/early-birthday-present-from-bunda.html' title='early birthday present from bunda'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RmbMfeWoYGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5dh4OeNYddA/s72-c/100_0794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-4391362547423054969</id><published>2007-06-06T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:36:36.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a note from MIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Mother is Special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother is special.&lt;br /&gt;She's as soft and graceful as a butterfly,&lt;br /&gt;yet as strong and courageous&lt;br /&gt;as a grizzly bear.&lt;br /&gt;Her heart is large enough to hold&lt;br /&gt;every one's pain and joy.&lt;br /&gt;Her hands are always gentle and soothing.&lt;br /&gt;Her arms are always warm and tender.&lt;br /&gt;She works hard to make a&lt;br /&gt;home feel like home,&lt;br /&gt;and she strives to make life pleasant&lt;br /&gt;and comfortable for those she loves.&lt;br /&gt;She never fails to go that extra mile to&lt;br /&gt;make the holidays happy and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;Her job is the most difficult and &lt;br /&gt;demanding ever known to any human being,&lt;br /&gt;yet she's fully dedicated to the task.&lt;br /&gt;She's always there for her family,&lt;br /&gt;guiding them and keeping them safe from harm.&lt;br /&gt;She owns a magical way to raise&lt;br /&gt;spirits and make everything feel better.&lt;br /&gt;And her sympathy, unselfishness&lt;br /&gt;and forgiveness are unending.&lt;br /&gt;All that anyone is or could ever hope to be&lt;br /&gt;can be attributed to a mother.&lt;br /&gt;She instills the teachings&lt;br /&gt;that will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;She sows the seeds of virtue and morality,&lt;br /&gt;and in the process, she opens up love&lt;br /&gt;and vast horizons.&lt;br /&gt;She's always watching and hoping that&lt;br /&gt;her children's goals will have meaning.&lt;br /&gt;She always listens and tries to understand&lt;br /&gt;even when it's difficult to do so.&lt;br /&gt;She's a true friend in every sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;She's noble and sublime,&lt;br /&gt;and holds all the beauty of a golden day,&lt;br /&gt;yet even during the storms,&lt;br /&gt;she always shines bright like an evening star.&lt;br /&gt;Her name should be honored well,&lt;br /&gt;for she's the closest thing to God on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Manelle Perera at patperera@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you are a great mother and i want you to know that I love you for being such a good and loving mother From : A proud mother and grandmother &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a wonderful feeling when my Mother in law sent me this to me. i know how lucky I am to have a mother in law like her. she cares about me and she appreciates whatever i have done to my family. I can't ask for more..and I'm thankful that she is my mother in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RmbFb-WoYFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OIcqGbj5HGE/s1600-h/high+tea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RmbFb-WoYFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OIcqGbj5HGE/s320/high+tea1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072959114664501330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-4391362547423054969?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/4391362547423054969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=4391362547423054969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/4391362547423054969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/4391362547423054969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/06/mother-is-special.html' title='a note from MIL'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RmbFb-WoYFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OIcqGbj5HGE/s72-c/high+tea1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-1749060522815562892</id><published>2007-05-13T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T04:01:18.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all the wonderful mothers...this is the day that you have to be proud as a mother. cheers..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycutegraphics.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e92/mycutegraphics/mom/momday-mycutegraphics8.gif" border="0" alt="MyCuteGraphics.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-1749060522815562892?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/1749060522815562892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=1749060522815562892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/1749060522815562892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/1749060522815562892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-all-wonderful-mothersthis-is-day.html' title='To all the wonderful mothers...this is the day that you have to be proud as a mother. cheers..!!'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e92/mycutegraphics/mom/th_momday-mycutegraphics8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-861711546087205536</id><published>2007-05-13T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:36:37.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th of may 2007'/><title type='text'>Birthday, happiness, and mourning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RkYStW8TC9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PEb6e4dMCo0/s1600-h/100_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RkYStW8TC9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PEb6e4dMCo0/s320/100_0745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063755401486601170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 10Th of may, there were two things to celebrate. first is conrad's birthday and second thing is my pap smear result is good. yay...thank god...! finally i can breath easily knowing that my paps is good. Thanks to Dr adelina wong, you've been so good to me. I've never met a doctor like you. you're so nice and you've given me all the assurance to make me feel better. i hope the next check up will be good too..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically from all the cheers we had, we have to lose one of our friend kiting. she's been suffering from breast cancer for sometimes. even though i don't really know her. but she is really a nice person and always in my thought. the last time i saw her in irma's house 4 months ago. she came down here for chemotherapy. we had a good time that day. we were singing karaoke together with anna, nisi, and kiting. we took some shots she looked happy and still smiling in her pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RkYYC28TC-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/jaATDpsSE28/s1600-h/100_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RkYYC28TC-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/jaATDpsSE28/s320/100_0618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063761268411927522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye my friend, i've never thought it would be the last time i saw you..!! I'll pray for you and may you rest in piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-861711546087205536?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/861711546087205536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=861711546087205536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/861711546087205536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/861711546087205536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-10th-of-may-there-were-two-things-to.html' title='Birthday, happiness, and mourning..'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RkYStW8TC9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/PEb6e4dMCo0/s72-c/100_0745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-9027682364303143474</id><published>2007-05-13T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T03:09:25.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10th of may 2007'/><title type='text'>Conrad's surprise 30th Birthday party</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=68445974&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="500" height="376" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:0px;background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif?w=SS&amp;d=C807&amp;c=1&amp;id=68445974"&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=68445974"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=68445974&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=68445974"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_view.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys, just want to share some of conrad's surprise party photos. The party went well. he didn't have the clue that i had a surprise party for him at all. it was a great party. everybody enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;Thank to everyone who had sent him birthday wishes, and everyone who had time to come to the party lastnight. eventhough it was weekdays. take care...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-9027682364303143474?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/9027682364303143474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=9027682364303143474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/9027682364303143474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/9027682364303143474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/05/conrads-surprise-30th-birthday-party.html' title='Conrad&apos;s surprise 30th Birthday party'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-1755638566715787791</id><published>2007-04-01T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:36:37.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo's first time to see the movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/Rg6b2N3IvJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KamzyWpU0uI/s1600-h/211715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/Rg6b2N3IvJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KamzyWpU0uI/s320/211715.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048143588065066130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the first time boo when to see the movie in the theater. we brought her to plaza singapura to see &lt;a href="http://www.beansholiday.com/flash.html"&gt;Mr bean's holiday movie&lt;/a&gt;. she really likes Mr bean. she was excited to go to the cinema with us. on the way there she kept on asking me "are we going to see Mr bean amma"? and I said yes and yes and yes..!!&lt;br /&gt;Actually we were late for the show. like usual we're always late. the show was 17.20 and we reached there about 17.30. so we quickly bought the tickets and bought some popcorn and nachos. luckily the movie hadn't started yet. Boo was feeling a little bit funny because the theater was so dark and loud. when the show began she's nicely eating the popcorn and laughed to see Mr bean doing silly things. after sometimes she became restless, she sat on my laps and looked around. she told me that she was sleepy. but i tried to keep her awake. we went there it's because of her. we don't like Mr bean though. &lt;br /&gt;i guess she's still too small to understand the movie and she just couldn't keep quite while she was watching. but it was a good experienced for her.&lt;br /&gt;Boo..., so what's the next movie we can watch..??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-1755638566715787791?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/1755638566715787791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=1755638566715787791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/1755638566715787791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/1755638566715787791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/04/boos-first-time-to-see-movie.html' title='Boo&apos;s first time to see the movie'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/Rg6b2N3IvJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KamzyWpU0uI/s72-c/211715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-1155776793208836673</id><published>2007-03-14T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T03:54:07.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest Susil and Natasha                  Perth,03march2007</title><content type='html'>“Whenever TWO HEARTS find a love that’s deep and full and true,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever TWO SOULS pledge to share one path way all life through,&lt;br /&gt;The world around them cannot help but change and transform,too —&lt;br /&gt;For LOVE’S THE FORCE that magically creates and makes things new.”&lt;br /&gt;Congratulation Susil and Natasha.&lt;br /&gt;may your wedding be a time of beautiful dreams. May your marriege be a lifetime beautiful dreams come true. May the love that's brought you to your blessed wedding day continue to bring you closer and make you very happy together.&lt;br /&gt;we wish we could be there on your wedding day. love you guys..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with so much love,&lt;br /&gt;Lynn,Conrad and, Nadya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=59715031&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="324" height="243" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:0px;background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot/SS/7A4B-1.gif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;refid=59715031"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fff; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevFUgvbKXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BjdZ5coaKRE/s320/rockybalboabigposter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038337564320934258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevFNgvbKWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/KjGwXcZy1iQ/s1600-h/rockybalboa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevFNgvbKWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/KjGwXcZy1iQ/s200/rockybalboa4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038337444061849954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevFIgvbKVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/md_A45e6r_4/s1600-h/rockybalboa7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevFIgvbKVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/md_A45e6r_4/s200/rockybalboa7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038337358162504018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevFCgvbKUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pMAfiZChfwM/s1600-h/rockybalboa8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevFCgvbKUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pMAfiZChfwM/s200/rockybalboa8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038337255083288898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevE8AvbKTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4U7REkkJKi0/s1600-h/rockybalboa8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevE8AvbKTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4U7REkkJKi0/s200/rockybalboa8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038337143414139186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevE2gvbKSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/C_norGslOio/s1600-h/sylvester_stallone11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevE2gvbKSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/C_norGslOio/s200/sylvester_stallone11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038337048924858658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevEwAvbKRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VrK1mTZMh00/s1600-h/sylvester_stallone4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevEwAvbKRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VrK1mTZMh00/s200/sylvester_stallone4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038336937255708946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conrad is crazy over Rocky movie. Rocky is his childhood hero. He's crazy over sylvester stallone too..!! so since the new Rocky movie has came out in the theather he quickly ran to the cinema and asked me to see it. the new movie is called &lt;a href="http://www.rocky.com/"&gt;ROCKY BALBOA&lt;/a&gt;, we went with irma and farid. farid likes &lt;a href="http://www.rocky.com/"&gt;rocky&lt;/a&gt; movie too.&lt;br /&gt;firts time i watched this movie i was quite bored but i saw conrad was glued on to the screen and he felt like he was in the movie. while irma and the husband were discussing the movie. basicaly, it's about his career as a boxer. and how much he loves his late wife. i just can't imagine a man loves his wife that much. that's the interesting part about this movie. you know i'm a woman and a wife too. me and my irma just imagined that our hubbies are like him. oh.. how wonderful life would be knowing that..!! we relize that it's just a movie but we still asked this stupid questions to our hubbies, "will you be like that if we die..?!!" ..hehehe..!! woman..woman..typical..!!&lt;br /&gt;Overall the movie is good. eventhough you can predict the ending. but it's entertaining. sylvester still looks good in his age. his body still in shape and his rough voice make him look good and sexier..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-2740130136879239822?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/2740130136879239822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=2740130136879239822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/2740130136879239822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/2740130136879239822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/03/rocky-balboa.html' title='Rocky Balboa'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RevFUgvbKXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BjdZ5coaKRE/s72-c/rockybalboabigposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-2372409472151801732</id><published>2007-02-19T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T01:47:10.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan jalan ke Sentosa island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w172.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/1171906915.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/getyourown.gif" style="border-width: 0;" vspace="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday siti called me and we talked how boring our life on Chinese new year. especially when our hubbies are not in town. You know S'pore on CNY everything is closed. so she suggested to go to sentosa today. earlier she said "why don't we go to vivo city?!" so I said "I don't mind to go there!" and she said again, "from vivo city we can just take the train to go to sentosa?" I thought it's a good idea to go to sentosa since Boo haven't been there.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to meet at harbourfront MRT station at 1.30pm. and we didn't realised that actually we were in the same MRT. We came out from the MRT and went straight to find a place to eat. After so many places we went to see. and most of the restaurants are closed. So we ended up in swensen's to have lunch. We didn't expect that vivo city will be crowded. we know there are so many shops are closed and yet people are still coming. so you know we had to wait for our table for half an hour. After we had our lunch we went to harbourfront tower. because the Que for the train is so long till we decided to go by cable car. but it's just to good to be true the cable car Que is even worse...!! but since we have walked to the tower and we have bought the tickets so we just carried on waiting for our turn. maybe we waited there for almost 45mins. it was really no joke man..!! but then again it's for Boo and Sabrina. they really wanted to have a cable car ride..!&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's our turn..yeah..!! Boo was so happy..! unfortunately sabrina was sleeping she was so tired. poor thing she didn't see the view from the top! I thought Boo would be scared but she was fine and she enjoyed the ride.&lt;br /&gt;It took about 5mins to reach sentosa from harbourfront. the minute we got down we were shocked to see the amount of people there. it was chaos. on top of it, it was raining and i didn't bring the umbrella. yeah..my life was so complete. we didn't know what to do. it was so crowded we just walked down to the flower garden where they have decorated it with some funny characters Sentosa has change a lot. after 3 years I've never gone there. it's much much better now! it has more attractions now. rather than only underwater world and images of s'pore. luckily we could manage to take some pictures. we just looked for a place to sit. we have given up walking and found sarpino's pizza to chill out for a while, and after that we took the cable car back to harbourfront and went home. what a day...we're really tired and just wanted to go home. But we had a good time there..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-2372409472151801732?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/2372409472151801732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=2372409472151801732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/2372409472151801732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/2372409472151801732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/02/jalan-jalan-ke-sentosa-island.html' title='Jalan jalan ke Sentosa island'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-4537423091799727262</id><published>2007-02-18T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:36:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RddFJV4krwI/AAAAAAAAACE/Sex4raIKmUs/s1600-h/cny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032567135405387522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RddFJV4krwI/AAAAAAAAACE/Sex4raIKmUs/s320/cny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after 4 days Boo didn't go to school. because she was down with cough and cold for almost a week. today boo went to school and celebrated Chinese new year with her friends and her teachers, at the school. she was wearing her pink dress and she brought two oranges in the red paper bag. so they could exchange the oranges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was so cute to see all the children sang and danced. Boo was so happy finally she could see her friends again. Boo was dancing and singing mandarin song which i had no clues what they're singing. the celebration was conducted in mandarin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gong xi fa cai..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-4537423091799727262?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/4537423091799727262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=4537423091799727262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/4537423091799727262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/4537423091799727262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-celebration.html' title='chinese new year celebration'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RddFJV4krwI/AAAAAAAAACE/Sex4raIKmUs/s72-c/cny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-5482675858002511585</id><published>2007-02-15T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:36:40.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st Tatto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSJ6V4krvI/AAAAAAAAABo/N-aN2ySCCiM/s1600-h/IMAGE_034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031798319079534322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSJ6V4krvI/AAAAAAAAABo/N-aN2ySCCiM/s320/IMAGE_034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSE_l4kruI/AAAAAAAAABg/Xjedt3kQfr4/s1600-h/IMAGE_027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031792911715708642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSE_l4kruI/AAAAAAAAABg/Xjedt3kQfr4/s320/IMAGE_027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSEj14krtI/AAAAAAAAABY/XHzpzKKR5FI/s1600-h/IMAGE_032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031792434974338770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSEj14krtI/AAAAAAAAABY/XHzpzKKR5FI/s320/IMAGE_032.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/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSES14krsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6S9Rx8oJlBA/s1600-h/IMAGE_021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031792142916562626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSES14krsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6S9Rx8oJlBA/s320/IMAGE_021.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSCbl4krrI/AAAAAAAAABI/DoBiuHRhKhY/s1600-h/IMAGE_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031790094217162418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSCbl4krrI/AAAAAAAAABI/DoBiuHRhKhY/s320/IMAGE_013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, conrad has got what he wanted since he was small, A Tattoo...!! He's been wanting it so badly for so long. I've always said "no" to him for 10 years, and finally i said yes and today he got one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 3.30pm we droped boo in farrer park, (conrad's aunty's house ) cos we didn't want to bring boo there. and after that we went straight to &lt;a href="http://kustom7.multiply.com"&gt;kustom7&lt;/a&gt;. when we reached there Jappie *the tattoist was still tattoing his customer. so we had to wait for a while. after he finished, he showed us the drawing that he designed for conrad. the 1st time we saw it. we liked it. so we didn't have to think of anymore changes for it. while Jappie was preparing the gadgets I was waiting anxiously trying not to be nervous. i know that's not my tattoo but it's gonna be on my husband's arm. i've asked him so many times whether he's happy with the design, because i don't want him to regret it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was ready, here comes the moment of truth, he sat back on the chair the gadget started to buzzz... the first line has been drawn...!! conrad thought it was going to be very painful but it turned  out to be fine. half way through, in comes a visitor. It's Farid..! he dropped by with  a truck full of the indian workers. sadly he didn't stay for long cos duty calls. The next visitor was the wife, Irma...!! unfortunetly she came when everything was finished. finally after 2 hours of waiting, we were done.... yay!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i forgot to say what's  the meaning of the tattoo. actually it's a letter "A" in sundanese filled with maori motifs. Not bad.."A"  is also the 1st letter of my name. so at least there's something of me that he will have for life. he wanted to put my name, but i don't want to. i heard that it's a bad luck if you put your wife's name. so i decided not to...! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, the Tattoo turned out to be nice. everybody is happy especially conrad..! he's waiting for the big one to come....!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-5482675858002511585?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/5482675858002511585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=5482675858002511585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/5482675858002511585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/5482675858002511585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/02/1st-tatto.html' title='The 1st Tatto'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RdSJ6V4krvI/AAAAAAAAABo/N-aN2ySCCiM/s72-c/IMAGE_034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-4165742875528129277</id><published>2007-02-15T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T12:15:04.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo's valentine's day wishes from bunda</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mypagestyle.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yourspacenow.com/img/glitterimagescartoons42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourspacenow.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mypagestyle.com"&gt;Glitter Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourspacenow.com"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank's bunda Boo really likes the mickey and minny pic. Love you..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-4165742875528129277?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/4165742875528129277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=4165742875528129277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/4165742875528129277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/4165742875528129277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/02/boos-valentines-day-wishes-from-bunda.html' title='Boo&apos;s valentine&apos;s day wishes from bunda'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-1475977541490170325</id><published>2007-02-13T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T01:27:51.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love and kisses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arlien (Amma)'/><title type='text'>To my dearests darling Ndut and Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterlive.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p315/ovivip/valentine's-day/99.gif" title="MySpace Glitter Images" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.glitterlive.com'"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day Glitter Graphics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest darling Ndut,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thank you for giving me all the support, spirits and most of all your love to me. you might not be the best husband in the world but you're always a better one for me. Thank you for being such a wonderful man in my life. you have made something in my life to live for..!! I love you more and more everyday...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest darling Boo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl, you mean the world to me. you're something that i can be proud of..! you're always my favourite girl. you fullfill my life every moment, you're the one who i look forward every morning when i get up..!! i love you so so much..!!&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/3208767030518250504-1475977541490170325?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/1475977541490170325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=1475977541490170325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/1475977541490170325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/1475977541490170325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-my-dearests-darling-ndut-and-boo.html' title='To my dearests darling Ndut and Boo'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p315/ovivip/valentine&apos;s-day/th_99.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-6628143317963563701</id><published>2007-02-11T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T14:02:48.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyjamas party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The ladies in the house,,,!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what happen when the desparate housewifes got together. while all the husband working to look for some extra money to buy the wifes some more branded bags..he..he..!! the wifes having a good time, chit chatting, eating nice food, surfing good websites.&lt;br /&gt;it was my idea to have pyjamas party. I thought while conrad is away for 8 days why don't ask these women to come and ask to stay overnight in my place. I ask siti to come too. she just come back from hongkong. and i haven't seen her for long time. she came with sabrina. but she didn't stay overnight. because her husband jeff was here too. anyway, congratulations for both of you for the new coming baby. so happened that anna's husband also had to got to work, and she's scared to be alone at home when the husband 's not around. irma's husband got some work to do and nisi's husband had to do something in his college (i think so..!) hehe..!!&lt;br /&gt;we really had such a good time. we were laughing, eating and telling about our past time. when we were still in the school and we thought everything we do is cool..! we felt like we were in kost2an again...minus a bottle of tequilla hehe..!&lt;br /&gt;that was really funny to talk about the past. we relized that our life was so fool and full of drama especially when we talked about our ex boyfriends, and how deeply madly in love we were.. oh no...couldn't be hahaha...!! until we forgot that the time has struck 3 o'clock in the morning..!! luckily our children has slept so the mothers could enjoy the night. i wish the time didn't fly. we still could carry on talking till dawn..!!&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning all of them got up which i thought they will get up a bit late. but i was wrong..?! they came into my room and woke me up. i was still sleeping with boo nicely covering with my blanket. but they didn't bother and started shouting "wake up..wake up it's 10.30 already?! "hello women...it's still 8 oclock in the morning and i am still sleepy"! i shouted on them. and you know what..?! they just wanted to know where i put all my onion and chillies because they're going to cook some fried rice..!! so with my sleepy eyes i had to get up and went to the kitchen and showed them where's my spicies. i guess these women were so hungry in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;after having some tea and coffee we had breakfast, tante nisi's nasi goreng was so yummy with some ikan asin in it..!! finally after the hell of a night we have to end our hell of a day..! their husbands has come to fetch them and have to go back to the reality world again. back to the normal routine as a mother and a wife. but, don't worry we'll have it again soon...!!! we really really enjoyed yesterday..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-6628143317963563701?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-1049382031965346065</id><published>2007-02-06T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T02:10:59.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donny hathaway collection'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A SONG FOR YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been so many places in my life and time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've sung a lot of songs I've made some bad rhyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've acted out my love in stages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With ten thousand people watching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we're alone now and I'm singing this song for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know your image of me is what I hope to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've treated you unkindly but darlin' can't you see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no one more important to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darlin' can't you please see through me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause we're alone now and I'm singing this song for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You taught me precious secrets of the truth witholding nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You came out in front and I was hiding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now I'm so much better and if my words don't come together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listen to the melody cause my love is in there hiding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you in a place where there's no space or time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you for in my life you are a friend of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when my life is over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember when we were together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were alone and I was singing this song for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You taught me precious secrets of the truth witholding nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You came out in front and I was hiding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now I'm so much better and if my words don't come together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listen to the melody cause my love is in there hiding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you in a place where there's no space or time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you for in my life you are a friend of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when my life is over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember when we were together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were alone and I was singing this song for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were alone and I was singing this song for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3208767030518250504-1049382031965346065?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/1049382031965346065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=1049382031965346065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/1049382031965346065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/1049382031965346065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/02/song-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3208767030518250504.post-7663341777549870120</id><published>2007-02-03T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:36:41.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo goes to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RcRCWN2GjHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Y6my3w6uAL4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027216033493453938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RcRCWN2GjHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Y6my3w6uAL4/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Early in the morning Boo got up and she knew that today is her first day to go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://arlien.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/100_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; she had breakfast and quickly took a shower without argueing with me. Boo's ready to go to school. it was her first day to go to school. so me conrad and my in laws were sending her to school. I was so nervous, i don't know what will happen to her. i have no idea what is it gonna like..?! when we reached the school, the school was so crowded with all the parents. they also wanted to see their kids on the 1st day of their school. ive been praying that she'll be ok. and you know what..?! everything went so smoothly. she didn't even ask me to stay in the class. when the teacher asked her, what's her name?! she said constantly "my name is gabriella nadya perera.."!oh..my god, my prayers has been answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=600,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://arlien.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/100_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=600,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://arlien.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/100_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eventhough boo's was alright in the class. but i still watched her from the window. i was just curious. i wanted to know how she behaves in the class. and i asked the teacher, how she gets along?! the teacher said boo's very independent and she gets along verywell . i'm so happy to hear that. i'm so proud of her. i hope she'll be like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;Reality bites, i feel sad knowing boo has started to go to school. i feel my time with boo is decreasing. and i miss her so much at home. eventhough she's away only for 3 hours. but then again, i can't be sellfish, not letting her go to school. this is for her own good. she just started to know the world. just one step forward in her life. yeah..sometimes i take everything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Boo knows that I really concern about her school. she always tell me not to worry. the teachers are very nice. she tells me what she learned and what happened in the class. she seems enjoying the school. except when she has to learn mandarin because she doesn't know anything about mandarin. but the teacher is very nice. she knows that boo doesn't know anything. so she always asked boo to participate in the class&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning Boo got up and she knew that today is her first day to go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://arlien.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/100_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; she had breakfast and quickly took a shower without argueing with me. Boo's ready to go to school. it was her first day to go to school. so me conrad and my in laws were sending her to school. I was so nervous, i don't know what will happen to her. i have no idea what is it gonna like..?! when we reached the school, the school was so crowded with all the parents. they also wanted to see their kids on the 1st day of their school. ive been praying that she'll be ok. and you know what..?! everything went so smoothly. she didn't even ask me to stay in the class. when the teacher asked her, what's her name?! she said constantly "my name is gabriella nadya perera.."!oh..my god, my prayers has been answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=600,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://arlien.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/100_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=600,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://arlien.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/100_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eventhough boo's was alright in the class. but i still watched her from the window. i was just curious. i wanted to know how she behaves in the class. and i asked the teacher, how she gets along?! the teacher said boo's very independent and she gets along verywell . i'm so happy to hear that. i'm so proud of her. i hope she'll be like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;Reality bites, i feel sad knowing boo has started to go to school. i feel my time with boo is decreasing. and i miss her so much at home. eventhough she's away only for 3 hours. but then again, i can't be sellfish, not letting her go to school. this is for her own good. she just started to know the world. just one step forward in her life. yeah..sometimes i take everything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Boo knows that I really concern about her school. she always tell me not to worry. the teachers are very nice. she tells me what she learned and what happened in the class. she seems enjoying the school. except when she has to learn mandarin because she doesn't know anything about mandarin. but the teacher is very nice. she knows that boo doesn't know anything. so she always asked boo to participate in the class&lt;/span&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/3208767030518250504-7663341777549870120?l=thepereras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/feeds/7663341777549870120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3208767030518250504&amp;postID=7663341777549870120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/7663341777549870120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3208767030518250504/posts/default/7663341777549870120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepereras.blogspot.com/2007/02/boo-goes-to-school.html' title='Boo goes to school'/><author><name>The Pereras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744925433393081805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w13/lynnboo2/ancol-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJxcx9jlu74/RcRCWN2GjHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Y6my3w6uAL4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
