tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69390022768589563962024-03-13T07:39:24.447+08:00My little Jor-El Blog - The Happiest Blog in the UniverseYou will travel far, my little Jor-El. But we will never leave you... the richness of our lives shall be yours. All that I have, all that I've learned, everything I feel and more... I bestow upon you, my son. You will carry me inside you all the days of your life. You will make my strength your own, and see my life through your own eyes, as your life will be seen through mine. The son becomes the father, and the father...the son. This is all I can send you, Jor-El.Jor-El Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16206415608420955672noreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-25766300940445448022011-03-25T22:07:00.001+08:002011-03-25T22:43:33.120+08:00backdates...8 Mar 2011 – Home<br />Jor-el shout from the living room : "daddy mummy dont come out ok?!" <br />Daddy : "ork!"<br />Mummy didn't reply as were wondering why while having shower. <br />Jor-el shouted again : "cos I'm watching teletubbies!"<br />Mummy laugh non-stop as jor-el knows that we don't like this cartoon...<br /><br />6 mar 2011 - In car. <br />Mummy keeps complaining jor-el smells of unclean shit. <br />Daddy scold : "mummy, u can't keep repeating says that in front of jor-el. Says sorry to jor-el.!"<br />Mummy: "sorry to jor-el."<br />Jor-el pause n reply "mummy, u cannot say sorry to jor-el, u must say sorry jor-el!!"<br /><br />6 mar 2011 - In car. <br />Mummy keeps complaining jor-el smells of unclean shit. <br />Daddy scold : "mummy, u can't keep repeating says that in front of jor-el. Says sorry to jor-el.!"<br />Mummy: "sorry to jor-el."<br />Jor-el pause n reply "mummy, u cannot say sorry to jor-el, u must say sorry jor-el!!"<br /><br /><br />2 Mar 2011 – on the way to school<br />jor-el is sooo excited in today's school excursion.. he insist me to tell simply everyone that we met this morning... especially the sbs bus driver (we dont know him). So i have to whisper to myself (pretending to tell the driver) when we board the bus.. Jor-El hears and tells me "mummy, uncle cannot hear you, can you tell him again?"<br /><br /><br />18 Feb 2011- In bedroom<br />Lights off. Daddy, mummy n jor-el chat in bedroom. Mummy tells daddy "daddy, I want to eat supper". Daddy reply "cannot, you already so fat!" jor-el says "no daddy, mummy not fat, you fat!"<br /><br />8 Jan 2011 – In Bedroom<br />Lights off. Mummy is the last one to go to the bedroom but daddy occupied the whole bed. Mummy tickle daddy to make him shift away but he yell n shout. Jor-El lifted up his head n says: "DADDY! MUMMY!! DONT FIGHT!"<br /><br />1 Jan 2011 – on the way to AMK having lunch<br />Jor-el woke up very early today even after the new year countdown last night. Brought him out for a late lunch n he complaint sleepy n close his eyes when I carry him. So I ask him: 为什么赫赫这么累? His reply is "because 我eyes 有sun!"<br /><br />21 nov 2010 – in bedroom<br />It's time for bed. Jor-el refuses and beg for more cartoon. He says: "mummy, barney please... I want Barney. I don't want to sleep... Sleeping is not my favorite thing.. "<br /><br /><br />18 nov 2010 – in bedroom<br />Jor-el saw mummy drinking milk (protein powder), he ask : "mummy, you drink milk?" "ya" i say "green milk, you want?" "no, Mummy, you want to sleep on my bed and drink?"<br /><br /><br />18 nov 2010 – in bedroom<br />jor-el accidentally slap mummy's my eye during our sleep... i yelled out for pain and jor-el says "sayang mummy" in his dream..<br /><br />15 Oct 2010 In th train -MRT<br />explains to Jor-El the 1 of the 4 pictures showing on top of the RESERVED SEAT.<br />Pointing to the picture showing MAN WITH STICK, "Jor-el, this picture tell us to give this seat to OLD man, like gong gong, mama, yeayea...."<br />Jor-El : "Ohhh..., so mummy, are you NEW? You are NEW right?!"<br />I was shock with this question before knowing ...<br /> <br /><br />15 Oct 2010<br />Mummy is reading magazine, Jor-el is pointing to his England football Pajamas' stripe.., the white in base, blue and red stripes..<br />Jor-el "mummy, is this red?" "hmm.." I reply.<br />Jor-el "mummy, is this red?" "hmm.." I reply again.<br />Jor-el "mummy, is this red?" "hmm.." I reply wondering why he keeps asking..<br />Jor-el "mummy, TALK!! Is this red?"<br />Mummy "hahaha... yes, it's red!!" (He insist me to “talk”!!)<br /><br />14 oct 2010<br />Mummy just came back from China trip without daddy and Jor-El. Reached home and both daddy and Jor-El are sleeping.. While mummy kisses Jor-El’s cheek, Jor-el call out "mummy" in his dream during his sleep! Must have missed me much much!! So sweet…Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-17009824982464707292010-10-01T09:15:00.002+08:002010-10-01T18:10:45.333+08:00No ordinary family<center><a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/30/2266.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 5px" border="0" src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/30/s_2266.jpg" width="210" height="281" /></a></center><br />Just finish watching the first episode of the No Ordinary Family. As a comic book fan. It's quite fun to watch a human hulk, a lady speedster, a young jean grey and a young genius. But the last part of the show really hits me. The father says." And so, we no longer Ordinary, but after everything, we are a family" Don't we all just happy to be a family no matter who we are. From the president to a cab driver. "Family really come first"<br /><br /><br />- Posted from my iPhoneUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-9395907069901655032010-09-26T01:21:00.001+08:002010-09-26T01:24:11.184+08:00Why?Ever since Jor-el stays school, he has been learning alot of words but still cannot answer question on 'Why', but he sure knows how to reply with 'because'.<br /><br />Mummy: jor-el, why you don't want to go school?<br />Jor-el: because I don't want to go school.<br /><br />Mummy: jor-el, why you don't want to sleep?<br />Jor-el: because I don't want to sleep.<br /><br />Mummy: jor-el, why you don't want to go swimming?<br />Jor-el: because I don't want to go swimming.<br /><br />Mummy: jor-el, why you don't want to eat this?<br />Jor-el: because I don't want to eat this.<br /><br />Mummy: jor-el, why you don't want to drink water?<br />Jor-el: because I don't want to drink water.<br /><br />Mummy: jor-el, why you don't want to play with kor kor?<br />Jor-el: because I don't want to play with kor kor.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p class='blogpress_location'>Location:<a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Anchorvale%20Rd,,Singapore%401.392122%2C103.888071&z=10'>Anchorvale Rd,,Singapore</a></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-56484358183465756442010-09-26T01:07:00.001+08:002010-09-26T01:09:28.853+08:00I love daddy & mummyThis question been asked by daddy almost everyday... Ya, just daddy, and it's almost everyday...<br /><br />daddy : jor-el, u love daddy or mummy?<br />jor-el : I love mummy and daddy!<br />daddy : chose 1, mummy or daddy?<br />jor-el : daddy and mummy!<br />daddy : no! Can only chose 1!<br />jor-el : daddy and mummy!<br />daddy : :$@&);;&(:&")$($)?/(@<br />That's Jor-el's answer, never change!<br /><br /><br /><br />Today, daddy decided to ask jor-el again, without mummy around...<br /><br />daddy : jor-el, u love daddy or mummy?<br />jor-el : I love mummy and daddy!<br />daddy : chose 1, mummy or daddy?<br />jor-el : daddy and mummy!<br />daddy : no! Can only chose 1, mummy not around, u can say u love daddy only, ok?<br />jor-el : ok, I love daddy!<br />Daddy finally gets the answer he want!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p class='blogpress_location'>Location:<a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Anchorvale%20Link,Singapore,Singapore%401.392107%2C103.888086&z=10'>Anchorvale Link,Singapore,Singapore</a></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-41038768451176387192010-09-23T22:52:00.001+08:002010-09-23T22:52:05.180+08:00中秋夜, 团圆夜Lights off, all in bed, same room. Jor-el sleep between daddy n mummy.<br /><br />"jor-el, go give mummy goodnight kiss" daddy say n jor-el did. "daddy, where's yours!" mummy ask. <br />Daddy hesitate, then say "jor-el, help daddy to give mummy a goodnight kiss". <br />Jor-el hops over to mummy but mummy refuse, angry n turn away.<br />So daddy tell jor-el: "let's give mummy a kiss together!"<br />mummy replies angrily: "kiss my ass!"<br />Daddy continues and go towards mummy: "come, let's kiss mummy..." "Ass!!" jor-el adds on. Mummy burst out laughing.<br /><br /><br /><br /><p class='blogpress_location'>Location:<a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Anchorvale%20Link,,Singapore%401.392447%2C103.888447&z=10'>Anchorvale Link,,Singapore</a></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-26161266250995134182010-09-15T23:19:00.001+08:002010-09-15T23:19:09.131+08:00Darling, 臭臭Mummy always tell Jor-El that he is mummy's darling, while daddy always tell Jor-El that he is daddy's 臭臭...<br />Our different ways of telling Jor-El - He is our love.<br /><br /><br /><br /><p class='blogpress_location'>Location:<a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Anchorvale%20Link,Singapore,Singapore%401.392127%2C103.888380&z=10'>Anchorvale Link,Singapore,Singapore</a></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-83208776857945193762010-08-07T18:42:00.001+08:002010-08-07T18:42:46.426+08:00Who says we are too old to party<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/07/387.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/07/s_387.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />We are at the Sentosa Azzura beach club. With loud house music and lots of bikini babes.<br /><p class='blogpress_location'>Location:<a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Siloso%20Beach%20Walk,,Singapore%401.252880%2C103.815166&z=10'>Siloso Beach Walk,,Singapore</a></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-68845948008599793532010-08-07T00:05:00.001+08:002010-08-07T00:05:04.830+08:00Birthday present from daddy<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/06/965.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/08/06/s_965.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Hi everyone, Jor-El's is turning 3 next week!! Daddy bought him a bicycle in advance and he is enjoying it every moment!<br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br /><p class='blogpress_location'>Location:<a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Sk%20home%20corridor&z=10'>Sk home corridor</a></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-44676366705106091642010-07-23T09:07:00.001+08:002010-07-23T09:07:51.130+08:00We backHi ladies and gentlemen. We are back in biz. Thanks to iPhone. Will blog more soon.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/22/2207.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/07/22/s_2207.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted from my iPhone<br /><p class='blogpress_location'>Location:<a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Upper%20Serangoon%20Rd,,Singapore%401.360547%2C103.885394&z=10'>Upper Serangoon Rd,,Singapore</a></p>Jor-El Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16206415608420955672noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-54666553434380253392009-09-07T16:46:00.001+08:002009-09-07T16:46:59.926+08:00Tan Look-alike Meter<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1MjMxMjg3OTA2MiZwdD*xMjUyMzEzMjMzNTQ2JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImbz1lNzUwMDhjYmNkMGI*YzBlYWJiMWI5ZGY4NGJhOTM4MiZvZj*w.gif" /><a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"><img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/T/storage/site1/files/09/96/42/099642_514697717c4aa4j3nt3x03.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" ></a><p><a href="http://www.myheritage.com" >MyHeritage</a>: <a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/meter" >Look-alike Meter</a> - <a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-pictures" >Family pictures</a> - <a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/free-online-family-tree" >Free online family tree</a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-73186859048827222132009-02-11T17:46:00.005+08:002009-02-11T17:57:53.398+08:00Chinese New Year 2009<div>I really need to say sorry for not updating Jor-El's Blog for quite some time. As the new job needs most of my attention i cant really sit down and download pictures to blog. Since Chinese New year just past. I think i will upload some of his cheeky looks for the festive period.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3QvRZEYJwPYN3_K9fEq82Te3AuVFPgq_iAxhcfgz8fudfUiXj-QxdQHddr-uukDLLWzht27Wxe4issLN2SBEpoHcCMXL0moxhT0SF1So0AcrfyOJbKK6O8PnBOoE8rnmmtoMOPIxI2xX0/s1600-h/ABCD0003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301474974431630530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3QvRZEYJwPYN3_K9fEq82Te3AuVFPgq_iAxhcfgz8fudfUiXj-QxdQHddr-uukDLLWzht27Wxe4issLN2SBEpoHcCMXL0moxhT0SF1So0AcrfyOJbKK6O8PnBOoE8rnmmtoMOPIxI2xX0/s320/ABCD0003.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Hello all jie jie and kor kor, did you all miss me?</div><div>Im 17 months when my dad is taking this pic. </div><div>Hello!! Trisia is behine me too.</div><div>Couple's Cloths??</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIIJOfNLLkW_XMdjkqJOWa_e8RvR-7eF6IoabSWUrbUODW98w1g_jv7r2_SrlwXaA_gD9zoF6eb1vjkgJGG4xOM5YfmppiqIgO8RYNpc-GVhRIfwKrtr6-GCyPRp3N-97bPSBZxpIxW6-7/s1600-h/n574753662_1409283_4111.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301474967847966466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIIJOfNLLkW_XMdjkqJOWa_e8RvR-7eF6IoabSWUrbUODW98w1g_jv7r2_SrlwXaA_gD9zoF6eb1vjkgJGG4xOM5YfmppiqIgO8RYNpc-GVhRIfwKrtr6-GCyPRp3N-97bPSBZxpIxW6-7/s320/n574753662_1409283_4111.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>HeeHeeHee.. Im growing up every day.. Look wat i can do on the next pic.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_yK9GRxUDb3XIlfphGLcmfmNwVszb6OJWhATGcyJxPaAsnwW5to7y8sVxpldLWaa6dvxA8vIIMkVw-BwREPCJNNlACxx5dCmNg_HU1TYj2MnIvsz3qHNpDSCxzvYtcJNggKDJvQ77khi7/s1600-h/n574753662_1409282_3861.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301474971760212178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_yK9GRxUDb3XIlfphGLcmfmNwVszb6OJWhATGcyJxPaAsnwW5to7y8sVxpldLWaa6dvxA8vIIMkVw-BwREPCJNNlACxx5dCmNg_HU1TYj2MnIvsz3qHNpDSCxzvYtcJNggKDJvQ77khi7/s320/n574753662_1409282_3861.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Wink Wink... My daddy says this is how he manage to ask mommy out..</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-65816763611631787572008-12-29T18:28:00.003+08:002009-01-08T18:04:04.128+08:00Thanks for the great memoriesDear all,<br />I know that its quite difficult to say goodbye, as this few days do packing and meeting all the friends and saying goodbyes. I dont really feel good thinking that all this is going to end in the next 3 days. But it is. There is never a never ending dinner. I will Miss you all too. trust me. i not easy for me too. Tere's "Mr PT" and mr lee "Hum". But i think you guys will slowly forget me. as you guys are embarking into your own future. Happy New Year.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-62852204124390481672008-11-24T12:02:00.003+08:002008-11-24T12:21:30.587+08:00A goodbye that is inevitable.Dec 31 marks a last day of my 5 years in a place i use to call my second home. I met a lot of friends, buddy and lots of students. I do have lots of memories. But there is never a never ending banquet. Every thing will have to come to an end, which is inevitable. I must apologize to the people that i never did a proper goodbye, mostly my students.<br />But i have never believe in goodbyes, as Singapore is always so small that we will surely meet with one another.<br />Goodbye and study hard. as i will see your live through blogs and u will see mine through it too.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-90025110048590798282008-10-13T15:38:00.003+08:002008-10-13T15:43:14.214+08:00The way how i learn wordsHi there, this is the way i learn how to say some simple words like Ma Ma, Teach less learn more.<br />With this fun games, yet to learn new things. Haha<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyundYD6YfdHPIZnBmK8V2y2ClcIu8LX0maHGVKneQk3UjtV3kfQkHQQ8q4Tp01_lrBRyapOSnYzHNhaDkAoQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jor-El Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16206415608420955672noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-23741125051362566652008-10-02T15:24:00.004+08:002008-10-02T15:37:01.986+08:00My Own Name with NumberHello there,<br />Yesterday Oct 1. was a very awesomely fun day. Daddy mommy and uncle chris. We went for a day trip to queensway shopping center, ikea and anchor point. We all manage to buy what we wanted.<br />Daddy brought a Red jersey for mommy, and done up my jersey with my name and with my birth date no. 13.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFt1J8qioir51l98PGJiap26A-kFHjo0KNJX3OExbqcfqbW-BcBj9_Q3YuZs8YHBNI5jJxt3oAcbfEV2Fm0tRlEzxaFu9EQriu1rqPjh-0BKRc4gescuAEFmP1iDy203Z5aZ5p8YZDDWA/s1600-h/DSC03037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFt1J8qioir51l98PGJiap26A-kFHjo0KNJX3OExbqcfqbW-BcBj9_Q3YuZs8YHBNI5jJxt3oAcbfEV2Fm0tRlEzxaFu9EQriu1rqPjh-0BKRc4gescuAEFmP1iDy203Z5aZ5p8YZDDWA/s320/DSC03037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252456684666044930" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzmW2NQ-_gdp_CK98GDwOk0fLbjNr-FmGB6qG5iW1f3dy7Pf7MVNCPtzYF7gv7ncJLFi2eyXdI0fj7l9xM6tSWVuqs9aa5HsG4UBNOk8SZQHnhA9HAk2bXsjGWKf0BKJaEajVmRWEVnZM/s1600-h/DSC03039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzmW2NQ-_gdp_CK98GDwOk0fLbjNr-FmGB6qG5iW1f3dy7Pf7MVNCPtzYF7gv7ncJLFi2eyXdI0fj7l9xM6tSWVuqs9aa5HsG4UBNOk8SZQHnhA9HAk2bXsjGWKf0BKJaEajVmRWEVnZM/s320/DSC03039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252456685177275730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Glory Glory Man United.Jor-El Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16206415608420955672noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-11650729558896665602008-09-29T13:09:00.004+08:002008-09-29T13:22:17.999+08:00My Son look better in RedThis week im going to put my son's name on this jersey that i brought for him at the start of 08-09 season. How good he looks in this Red jersey. Will post the one with his name after its been done.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNErDrSsImziO8gZlaFoGjQ1arNO0vGCPaX1dYmfgV3IhPOYmOEIjx7AA6tmjomQ_2AmVwHwDffdI85GkqBwaboLrzU1VIdB8BubV0IjcfJ-gznjKN6nL3JT56dbpRpsykVaPyf3fERq-q/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNErDrSsImziO8gZlaFoGjQ1arNO0vGCPaX1dYmfgV3IhPOYmOEIjx7AA6tmjomQ_2AmVwHwDffdI85GkqBwaboLrzU1VIdB8BubV0IjcfJ-gznjKN6nL3JT56dbpRpsykVaPyf3fERq-q/s320/DSC00767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251307539538759746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />How Focus!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-58757753673272956802008-09-24T13:34:00.002+08:002008-09-24T13:52:53.227+08:00What Is BestDear Jor-El,<br />If you will one day read back this blog that i have create for you and u finally understand the truth meaning of life. I Want you to know this. Daddy never look at a person of what he is capable of achieving, but what he or she is in the heart. A morally correct person will not say something that is hurting or belittling to other. But he will put every person as a person who he look up to. Unconditionally until other wise. Respect Other as if you like others to respect you. If you have not been respect by others. I think you deserve it. What goes around comes around. No one person will treat u wrongly if you haven't do anything bad to him. You will be asking why there are not much link to other people like other blogs have. I Think those blog some how rather have thing or ideas that i think its not morally correct. Blogging is a tool. It can Help yet it can destroy. I will source until i find what is best for you and the readers of this blog.<br />Daddy is not a saint either, so I will try to blog as correct as possible. If any readers dont agree with me.. i think this space is not for you. I will rather be love by 1 correct person , then to hated by all. Until your name is up there. Lets Try. Together.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-59666264584749463912008-09-16T07:33:00.003+08:002008-09-16T07:38:31.581+08:00Press ON the Red DevilsHi there, thou we loss to Liverpool on the Saturday game. But i think its still early to write off any team. Here i am in a Red Devil Colour. Come On and Press on.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4KAt99j3l1SQNpUGr-NFQyPdIWQ2F2BYotooeZgJzUq4rlFLVYizS2BoM1_bZx38mMOaDNcn7LTzuMobtbtEoPOFk4cARqyiFNi8uh2djy3Cwez8ci8wz_ALykXK3dRsNrmpuiGhWLMU/s1600-h/DSC02941.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4KAt99j3l1SQNpUGr-NFQyPdIWQ2F2BYotooeZgJzUq4rlFLVYizS2BoM1_bZx38mMOaDNcn7LTzuMobtbtEoPOFk4cARqyiFNi8uh2djy3Cwez8ci8wz_ALykXK3dRsNrmpuiGhWLMU/s320/DSC02941.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246396280758651026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />To all the Jie jie and Kor Kor, press on for you exam.<br />My exam is to make mommy and daddy tired.Jor-El Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16206415608420955672noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-53023276472329969912008-09-10T12:03:00.002+08:002008-09-10T12:11:34.998+08:00What Mommy want is the best for you<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpWvMkZDA-vMwqVafqknTeHLqsxAfn-4hsQ1gDfUJvtLctgOSrPv9U5ISg8NTMZ3bFayrkuEf0UNL77XMDMJtuMtebu-B1dhWvsk-_lWmPD_dyV9x5j4trR1qvulJp2pxSTdXyPFDwLFm/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpWvMkZDA-vMwqVafqknTeHLqsxAfn-4hsQ1gDfUJvtLctgOSrPv9U5ISg8NTMZ3bFayrkuEf0UNL77XMDMJtuMtebu-B1dhWvsk-_lWmPD_dyV9x5j4trR1qvulJp2pxSTdXyPFDwLFm/s320/DSC00751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244239230814455906" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I think after reading what mommy wrote, all we want is the best for you.. giving you the best of everything we can able to give. Looking at this picture we know that mommy and daddy want you to have the best. But Jor-el its up to you to take it.. we cant force you if you dont want to.<br />So like daddy students happy studying for your exam.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-31087001697388674872008-09-09T11:31:00.004+08:002008-09-09T12:35:48.974+08:00FallsThat will be the 2nd post for today..<br />Being a careless mummy, Jor-El had numerous fall. Of course, falls cannot be prevent. But falls from the bed actually can be prevented..<br /><br />Jor-El had 4 falls from bed before he is 10 months. Before the 10th months, he actually already knows how to crawl down the bed... with slogan by granny "legs come first"...<br /><br />These falls are unexpected..but can be prevent... think the 3rd month already falls from our (around 70cm) high bed...<br /><br />Cannot remember the sequence...<br /><br />there is once, he falls (with head up), actually with prevention of the bloster beside.. but dont know why, he falls, and the bloster still there?!<br /><br />Another time, think it's the 3rd time, nomally, the moment he sleep, for at least for half an hour he don't move... but that day (mummy thought she can do some laundry before sleep) ...within 10mins he turns, with a big bodysize gap -he can turns and fall...loud knock (chest and face down), then cry in the sleep... After carrying him, he cried awhile and slept.. don't even remember the next morning... having a big smile when he woke up... (then where is daddy? daddy already sleeping - only 9pm - and when he heard me nervously shouting from outside the room he shouted back "what?! what?! what?! " and then back to sleep...)<br /><br />The last (4th) time (hope it is), he already knows how to hold onto something and walk. Think that day he woke up, didn't see me in the room, then he is coming down from our 'high' bed... but as he is not tall enough to reach the floor... he falls by turning to walk... and there he goes, he falls with the position of "sit and reach" style...<br /><br />Oh ya, the first time is the worst... he falls from bed while sleeping.. with my dvd charger on the floor.. (think his face knock onto it and has a scare on the face with blueblack)..<br /><br /><br />Last Saturday, God really bless Jor-El with cushion when he falls with grandma on the road...<br />grandma had a falls when carrying Jor-El in the night after dinner. Grandma had brushes on kneecap and luckily she can still walk... whereas Jor-El falls head's back on the roadside.. he cried for awhile and we distract him with biscult and falls asleep on the journey back home... Of course we are still worry... luckily we check his head when he is asleep, no red red.. and he is really sleeping... An hour later, he woke up playing with us at home.. and slept at 12midnight... God bless and highly favour him!<br /><br />Can tell you, maybe Jor-El reading in future.. everytime he falls.. mummy always has heartache.. and always blame herself.. :-(Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-92157057505234984912008-09-09T10:21:00.006+08:002008-09-09T12:38:46.475+08:00Is it Too Late? Jor-El is really growing..Haven't been updating any blog for Jor-El actually cos I really don't know what to write...<br />Come to think about it...There should be alot of his progess to update instead...<br />Sorry... mummy been too lazy.. Only until he is now 13 months than mummy starts writing...<br />What make me wrote today? It's Jor-El of course...<br /><br />Recently he is sick with cough and fever. Haven't been eating well. Especially he can skip milk for a few days. His normal rountine is 4 hour different with 240ml of milk. During day time, granny will feed him full full (Jor-El only eat well when at granny's place). Whereas, after back home, he will refuse to drink milk before sleep. Even during weekend, Jor-El still refuse to eat (mummy's cooked food) or drink milk.<br /><br />Last friday, Jor-El only drink twice milk with 1 meal of cereal for the whole day... to be exact, his last milk drink is at 1pm, 3pm ate ceral in between before 6pm, ate some graphs and that's all. He refuse to drink milk before he sleeps. Even next morning, he refuse to drink until Patrick shout at him.<br /><br />Now both Patrick and I believe that Jor-El listen to granny more than us!!! Whereas, he stick to me more, but like all men, selective hearing ... cos he doesn't respond to my calling... And, he is scare of Patrick when he shout at him. My scolding at him have no respond to him cos he will smile to me when i scold...<br /><br />Only once.. that's yesterday...<br />He has been refusing to drink for many times before sleep.. not becos he is very full.. but he just refuse.. I'm angry with him yesterday for that... so, i - being the bad one finally... as Patrick become the good one.. refuse to play or talk to Jor-El during sleeping time when he refuse to drink. I told him "mummy's angry, don't want to talk to you" then i switch-off the room tv and the whole room is dark. And went out to shower, leaving Patrick and Jor-El in the room. (I'm always the one that make him sleep - without Patrick around). So I think Patrick 'talk' to Jor-El saying "mummy's angry, u good boy, have to drink milk milk before sleep..." whatsoever..<br />When I came back after shower, Jor-El slept at my place (both Jor-El and me sleep together...daddy? the extended bed. hahhaa...) So I tried again, feeding him and he refuse. So I, without playing or "sayang" him, turning my back to him and pretend sleep.<br /><br />You don't think Jor-El is only thirteen month... he KNOWS!! He knows I'm angry. He sees my back facing him and didn't play, talk to him, he crawled to daddy's bed and sleep with him. Leaving me sleeping on the queen size bed! They both sleep on the singe extended bed!!<br /><br />Then daddy tell Jor-El he needs to go toilet and blush teeth, leaving the dark room only mummy and Jor-El. Jor-El knows mummy angry, so didn't climb to mummy's side. Instead, he crawled down to the floor and wanted to follow daddy out of the room. But, daddy close the bedroom door, so Jor-El can't get out. Normally, he will find something to play with if the door is close or he is not sleepy yet. But I think he finds insecure in the room with angry mummy... so he stand behind the door trying to open it. When he can't, he falls sitting on the floor and starts weeping.. (he don't normally cry when he falls sitting).. didn't even turn back to look for me... he starts crying even louder... Then daddy came back, carry him to bed... even tell him to "apologise" to mummy, he kepy quite playing blanket on daddy's bed.<br /><br />When I took out my handphone camera to take picture of him, he thought I want to play with him, happily climb over to my side. I told him off saying "mummy angry, never say want to play with you" than turn my back to him sleeping again... He sit there kept quite... than go back to daddy's bed. Daddy told him to "say sorry" to mummy... He just wouldn't... So daddy just ignore him.<br /><br />He shared daddy's pillow and sleep over daddy's head... turning and twisting... mummbling... for at least few mins.<br /><br />So who win eventually? Jor-El lor... who else?<br />How he won? Mummy finds him pitiful... say "Jor-El come, sleep with mummy..." He turn and jump over my bed and plaster me to sleep.. (whole body stick to me) .. and usually under my armpick for comfort... and turn his face to me smiling... :) I didn't scold him this time... just telling him mummy worry he get hungry at night.. and pet him to sleep... He is really "happily" sleeping beside me having me pet to sleep.. See?! Who win?<br /><br />After both daddy and Jor-El sleep, mummy went out to watch tv.. (it's finally my OWN time..) so sitting in the living room eating my favorite fruits watching tv for just awhile... heard Jor-El sound.. he cry in his dream...seems complaining... closed his eye and refuse me to change his position of sleep.. (now his head face the living room...think he sees me not in the room... thought i angry again... sleepyly look for me..crying) So.. I switch off the tv and pet him sleep again lor... throughout the night..<br /><br />Jor-El sure remember what happen the day before... cos it's not the first time he woke up never smile... previously, when us, a few adult 'complaining' how 'smart' are our kid.. he woke up the next day not even a eye contact, big hug and kisses ... and throw his milk bottle and my handphone down the bed... (7th Aug 08 - 2 days before celebrating his birthday)<br /><br />This morning, mummy woke up first (sometime Jor-El).. having myself prepare to get ready for work... he woke up opening his big big eye looking at me... never smile like usual... just woke up and crawled down the bed... so mummy says "come, mummy big hug" at the end of the bed... he comes over and hug (maybe lost control and almost fell down... who knows?) ... but still, never want to smile to mummy... Didn't want to change, initially refuse to drink... but later.. drank 2 round... total of 320ml..<br /><br />Luckily, he is still ok after we left home for granny house.. Been behaving in the bus, hugging mummy's chest for 'Yang Or ing" then walk in the train station.. and sit on a seat himself... eating biscult...<br /><br />But STILL.. never want to wave 'goodbye' to mummy when auntie Citi came carrying him away... from the control station...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-71328338789658899082008-08-25T10:08:00.019+08:002008-08-25T11:38:09.233+08:00My first Birthday Party<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1mkIfTlXt43K_USl4lrlt_i2pxTuqc_sXBOLqaihLjWFuTB0BesyPDYVXa9uAOvlA2KIATxARP_9THuGAZVJ93W5Jz-wv4CF7LW1FE05Xom97XSYsZT0mcPoLcz-h_wXiUGKg9X-NjE/s1600-h/DSCF4284.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1mkIfTlXt43K_USl4lrlt_i2pxTuqc_sXBOLqaihLjWFuTB0BesyPDYVXa9uAOvlA2KIATxARP_9THuGAZVJ93W5Jz-wv4CF7LW1FE05Xom97XSYsZT0mcPoLcz-h_wXiUGKg9X-NjE/s200/DSCF4284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238276095418789810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNZVhqPvv9If7dept8HiOXz2iwCUBSm4GWKAFQ5vfJE4l_ROzoSHakYnOIiDkM_qR76a_klXvVS2CuWtNUu2OCvwQ68hmYD2DnA10Qhzqm6BFTtRm4ka-9Q7gyJoO6DwPeifSem7KTSA/s1600-h/DSCF4250.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNZVhqPvv9If7dept8HiOXz2iwCUBSm4GWKAFQ5vfJE4l_ROzoSHakYnOIiDkM_qR76a_klXvVS2CuWtNUu2OCvwQ68hmYD2DnA10Qhzqm6BFTtRm4ka-9Q7gyJoO6DwPeifSem7KTSA/s200/DSCF4250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238273283264748450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Hello Every One, Thanks For coming to my 1st Birthday party. there are lots of daddy and mommy friends, who brought their sons and daughter who becomes my friends.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />As daddy promise. He manage to get photos from chin san uncle. These are the pictures he taken.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmBaaW5At1XbhaT4Noss-uS9TyuZR1nhIvbiRwR5l6XNzn5EQsdh4yesGUx3pj9nbsyuXRuBxl5k2Qvy-2nL8_P3u0t4goOHoJFDqUDQFrIpXoPKXtiM9gbaVIONBn3sjdIXvWczupE2A/s1600-h/DSCF4251.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmBaaW5At1XbhaT4Noss-uS9TyuZR1nhIvbiRwR5l6XNzn5EQsdh4yesGUx3pj9nbsyuXRuBxl5k2Qvy-2nL8_P3u0t4goOHoJFDqUDQFrIpXoPKXtiM9gbaVIONBn3sjdIXvWczupE2A/s200/DSCF4251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238273289751795058" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkfotToYY1di6IQxBWFjEuQD-7nC6Dd-GMIsSR5ZeNznFLukV5N8XzidZFNjaidb3BX8wvWJO7IyuhFUkXx6uWNueeU05SluecNfbajD7ZOvhf00le7c8TO6Fk4VrWvDEcDvglg6GxwQU/s1600-h/DSCF4248.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkfotToYY1di6IQxBWFjEuQD-7nC6Dd-GMIsSR5ZeNznFLukV5N8XzidZFNjaidb3BX8wvWJO7IyuhFUkXx6uWNueeU05SluecNfbajD7ZOvhf00le7c8TO6Fk4VrWvDEcDvglg6GxwQU/s200/DSCF4248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238273280859022178" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Haha mommy showing me the cake they brought. Its done by my Ling Li aunty.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZaeHHob1hvYa_3wQAvztsY5zFBM8abniH9zQqrjz5XU8jcDV8eIVs5rW2UTB2QxCplzc0jPAii1A8Jm_58fDW5aRVM_JP22T70aOF11FHlFosiHrfGx4aKzqpHLbF8pN1g4nxhK3vHqI/s1600-h/DSCF4254.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 168px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZaeHHob1hvYa_3wQAvztsY5zFBM8abniH9zQqrjz5XU8jcDV8eIVs5rW2UTB2QxCplzc0jPAii1A8Jm_58fDW5aRVM_JP22T70aOF11FHlFosiHrfGx4aKzqpHLbF8pN1g4nxhK3vHqI/s200/DSCF4254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238273299024967906" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrM4_nPSWUPulM7wwnTOSB1r6MonXuVYGMeQ9lDpuU018Smyr6rpk4CeLwtiPnc4_dQXEJq96fauyui-PI_J2rUVEWR3g4E9CukV5039xSrZJ8MIlEWvA0j7qD0F6TsXW3TooXVavzyhQ/s1600-h/DSCF4267.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 132px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDS5YL9shfyNZ53gTrQWKTtgXoA5mFf-Zi4Ug3UIsKIJECJyigH0gVbHxJ9s63ZIVkwj3HXUFZCgjX8SsdN4zvc7zJBW74R1z0pURVep-Ze7E6NlBz41jGraI0ki_7USzoDeioHs7uFyg/s200/DSCF4292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238280679609547602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Daddy quickly light up the candles while he played the movie montage that he created on the projector screen..(video to be upload next time)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-vd915QmDt5hb2eUOTYo9-SD7j4tcxlcqaj-oPY_3ioKVPz_S_NQO6RLZch9zsLe1xloa3myb-IpCV4l-p77XO4r3hx5VZg9YLc0Xl2scGX8N958HExLJECQ7PM_urkzILqRB-vfcHs/s1600-h/DSCF4295.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-vd915QmDt5hb2eUOTYo9-SD7j4tcxlcqaj-oPY_3ioKVPz_S_NQO6RLZch9zsLe1xloa3myb-IpCV4l-p77XO4r3hx5VZg9YLc0Xl2scGX8N958HExLJECQ7PM_urkzILqRB-vfcHs/s200/DSCF4295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238284232351081346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw9Oc-oeYHe5YthHgtX7f2mFpQU6ia07dAfxGoXS12XOdGseGYoEP9R68jH4tk1nmkd9fB0pWDz86y6Mp6RRcN11zQlyX16VF2R0L3E1vNjmu4_cvOz9xIBZOcV5XAwXhTbgeJ-UwZ4c4/s1600-h/DSCF4293.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 137px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw9Oc-oeYHe5YthHgtX7f2mFpQU6ia07dAfxGoXS12XOdGseGYoEP9R68jH4tk1nmkd9fB0pWDz86y6Mp6RRcN11zQlyX16VF2R0L3E1vNjmu4_cvOz9xIBZOcV5XAwXhTbgeJ-UwZ4c4/s200/DSCF4293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238284227476680498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikc0-weV_uyn1L9FDBi5wg2D5kVU_zVhiXp122IJXXV-IJ14nCiT9bexBkVJv3_PG9F4GoD-m6bLOsaN8j5b0TYunXAdR0uP6xQAHR4URsUnjPU4cjf5sNKt2_fcxhfFAYsIJFZZzPWvo/s1600-h/DSCF4304.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikc0-weV_uyn1L9FDBi5wg2D5kVU_zVhiXp122IJXXV-IJ14nCiT9bexBkVJv3_PG9F4GoD-m6bLOsaN8j5b0TYunXAdR0uP6xQAHR4URsUnjPU4cjf5sNKt2_fcxhfFAYsIJFZZzPWvo/s200/DSCF4304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238284243033518402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After the cake cutting, im off to play with daryl kor kor.Jor-El Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16206415608420955672noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-6381115949156344802008-08-14T12:16:00.011+08:002008-08-14T18:07:02.952+08:00My first Birthday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiSgwYQhcuQ1DO2AY427jjZ7SWnK8uUEjIlma2uIh-oIelOoQqH1z4Ot9R4VevthkGTNQlID814QHnQpjuZ3lSEoaJDd3CiOftV1qN64SQNxWEeGznPn9nyDPzI8k4KqqdEpv00FQHKT4/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234238334405662114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiSgwYQhcuQ1DO2AY427jjZ7SWnK8uUEjIlma2uIh-oIelOoQqH1z4Ot9R4VevthkGTNQlID814QHnQpjuZ3lSEoaJDd3CiOftV1qN64SQNxWEeGznPn9nyDPzI8k4KqqdEpv00FQHKT4/s200/DSC00738.JPG" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGckRtrFrZPa8BdTpn0L7ew06I7OYhOLIkUUoe6MCVRnJFbFj-mL9049t2nVzAy4q0mmc20r6I3o503U-L-rLyhPnu4TL4Xjh0wHYQdxx5KFFM78bwBYpIBIe3beFHOJ4UgTaQkGsEpA/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234238867351634098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGckRtrFrZPa8BdTpn0L7ew06I7OYhOLIkUUoe6MCVRnJFbFj-mL9049t2nVzAy4q0mmc20r6I3o503U-L-rLyhPnu4TL4Xjh0wHYQdxx5KFFM78bwBYpIBIe3beFHOJ4UgTaQkGsEpA/s200/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Hello there,<br />So sorry that i havent blog for some time. Cause daddy and mommy are so into Facebook. Uploading pictures and videos there and comments on others pictures.<br />So yesterday i celebrated my first birthday. its a personal celebration with daddy and mommy and with Gan Tie Christopher. We went to a Japanese restaurant in Wheellock Place, then when to Big O to have our cake.<br />Yah btw daddy and mommy are so busy on 9 aug when i celebating my first party at home that they didnt take much pictures. Now Daddy needs to call his friends to pass him the pictures they took.<br />Will update more in time to come.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnfpzR5br4gZIycxe9xpvq4UFNzEdeWT8XAi8XgpFTkS_WL31QbukpsUcOtDn2KZk8VgK6GYL9_cqs4CelozwKDsIReEQdnqIWKbn3LINWD5iXyZJooGlJzvxRLAzlnJW0P5MbZiHw6E/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234238200338059618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnfpzR5br4gZIycxe9xpvq4UFNzEdeWT8XAi8XgpFTkS_WL31QbukpsUcOtDn2KZk8VgK6GYL9_cqs4CelozwKDsIReEQdnqIWKbn3LINWD5iXyZJooGlJzvxRLAzlnJW0P5MbZiHw6E/s200/DSC00736.JPG" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhjODQJg7UbCMmclRPPctnfqk6CAw8Wr6HPxdoD_lJmJ_SX6GeEvNeKWlREaExlEBBN2FNlq1IC2PJn3Uie7t5TFrGXx4strqgR5DbiPDxUZd3Zq1Zp3dyh8GMbp-S-aeN-c-B9er_QM4/s1600-h/DSC00733.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234237926929373954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhjODQJg7UbCMmclRPPctnfqk6CAw8Wr6HPxdoD_lJmJ_SX6GeEvNeKWlREaExlEBBN2FNlq1IC2PJn3Uie7t5TFrGXx4strqgR5DbiPDxUZd3Zq1Zp3dyh8GMbp-S-aeN-c-B9er_QM4/s200/DSC00733.JPG" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZYjt9Sp9Pobqu_m8908lNWwFXbsknhObjjujecHCk6peMHQNrP5bMK6nUqESf8Th_rYKczn1PcfYOHFkSlK3tYO33n_PxrAmNzvK1C-gU9HxJ4TWeZfdVT3svZlCAxqBCkHFg6gZlTRE/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234238046893578162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZYjt9Sp9Pobqu_m8908lNWwFXbsknhObjjujecHCk6peMHQNrP5bMK6nUqESf8Th_rYKczn1PcfYOHFkSlK3tYO33n_PxrAmNzvK1C-gU9HxJ4TWeZfdVT3svZlCAxqBCkHFg6gZlTRE/s200/DSC00735.JPG" border="0" /></a>Jor-El Tanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16206415608420955672noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-88390023560255524532008-04-16T13:22:00.002+08:002008-04-16T13:26:42.876+08:00Need Help!Hi there, to all creative people out there.. im stuck with the comics title design.. i need help from any creative talents who can help me design the comics name for us.. this is the version that i created.. i dont think its nice.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD4GSu3u_CUH8cpURmTRPLcm0Uyj2f7hEfcBbB2HHQNehP5D_20qYH06UxMQb-fwT5vlMq-cf4FgM1VMUEmE0VG91sF3J3HDBiubkaSEfehFo4fvW46CYV_viR0eRVVoUaX6ff0bCQ1ypA/s1600-h/jor-el+comics+Cover.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD4GSu3u_CUH8cpURmTRPLcm0Uyj2f7hEfcBbB2HHQNehP5D_20qYH06UxMQb-fwT5vlMq-cf4FgM1VMUEmE0VG91sF3J3HDBiubkaSEfehFo4fvW46CYV_viR0eRVVoUaX6ff0bCQ1ypA/s320/jor-el+comics+Cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189710112642764674" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939002276858956396.post-2563299529068713032008-04-15T13:03:00.001+08:002008-04-15T13:03:05.716+08:00Daddy's on magazine too!!<p><a href="http://www.magmypic.com"><img src="http://c.magmypic.com/uploads/6/01/601a9fabf926f2e81ddcb38f59ca8ab8_RICHES_med.jpg"></a></p>
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