<?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-8584400</id><updated>2011-09-11T00:00:57.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**Im FiNe aLoNe**</title><subtitle type='html'>Im alright on my own... i juz need myself..tts all..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115877164788526966</id><published>2006-09-21T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T01:00:47.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally got this blog up and playing the song i wanted...&lt;br /&gt;practically stayed up the whole nite yesterday to edit this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;i think i really sucks at html codings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad we didnt went to bangkok...&lt;br /&gt;by right, we are suppose to go at this wk, luckily it was cancelled..&lt;br /&gt;so chaotic there now...&lt;br /&gt;and the news still reported some still happily going there to play GOLF????&lt;br /&gt;really wonder should there be a sense of admiration for their courage...&lt;br /&gt;watever it is, at least they are much more braver than me, i think.. LOLx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think my past life muz have been a pig...&lt;br /&gt;have been eating &amp; sleeping so much recently...&lt;br /&gt;let me console myself for a moment - "its alrite, u deserve the holis. u have been working so hard for the past few sems. You should take a long rest"    &lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally obsessed with "Princess Hours"&lt;br /&gt;but im TOTALLY DISAPPOINTED with the upcoming "Princess Hours Season 2"&lt;br /&gt;how can it still be named the same when the original cast is already not acting, it is meant to be continuing the storyline!&lt;br /&gt;maybe can forgive tt pt when its really hard to match everyone's schedule...&lt;br /&gt;but the STORYLINE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it is juz too BORING for me...&lt;br /&gt;there's so many editions of storyline to choose, y muz it be THAT storyline?&lt;br /&gt;and since wanna change the original cast and scriptwriter, might as well change director.. lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. so disappointing i cant get to see JJH in tt show..&lt;br /&gt;my Prince Shin..&lt;br /&gt;my Crown Princess..&lt;br /&gt;my Prince Yul...&lt;br /&gt;and the hilarous family members of my Crown Princess..&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;wat a gloomy news i've know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115877164788526966?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115877164788526966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115877164788526966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115877164788526966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115877164788526966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-got-this-blog-up-and-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115729247576796259</id><published>2006-09-03T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:29:13.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life was simply a word for me: busy&lt;br /&gt;first projects, nxt exam, then princess hours &amp;amp; now, chalet..&lt;br /&gt;lolx....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;princess hours was simply the nicest korean show i ever watched...&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to season 2 of the show,&lt;br /&gt;and of course, hope tt the original cast will be in too.&lt;br /&gt;i guess there's really a kinda of connection among us..&lt;br /&gt;nt onli me, even billy, ying and pat was watching the same show.&lt;br /&gt;pat and ying was the funniest of all.&lt;br /&gt;go youtube and slowly watch one by one...&lt;br /&gt;i think i will die of curiousity by the time it loaded...&lt;br /&gt;and so, finally ying came and burn from me.&lt;br /&gt;LOLx.. see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was busy with buying chalet stuffs here and there.&lt;br /&gt;and now my fridge is so packed with FOOD..&lt;br /&gt;and one corner of my living room is full of plastic bags of chalet stuffs too..&lt;br /&gt;i think my house can become mamaSHOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro can really drive my crazy man!!!&lt;br /&gt;chop him upside down when i come back from chalet..&lt;br /&gt;and finally my phone and sim card up to work again.&lt;br /&gt;hahax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna stay up later to play with my puzzle book..&lt;br /&gt;i haven even pack my stuffs for tml chalet.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss my bed for two days!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh, i almost forgot about the registered mail coming over at tues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the chalet be fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite song with my favourite show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me smile by juz hearing it..&lt;br /&gt;so in love with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BaAMaE96Ss"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BaAMaE96Ss" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115729247576796259?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115729247576796259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115729247576796259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115729247576796259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115729247576796259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/09/life-was-simply-word-for-me-busy-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115557298694889501</id><published>2006-08-14T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:44:01.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been too busy to blog...&lt;br /&gt;im feeling damn guilty now cos i haven even start on any revision.&lt;br /&gt;but im lazy...&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. lets juz start tml... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my pay but i wan to SAVE..&lt;br /&gt;save for more shopping after exams..&lt;br /&gt;save for my genting trip during my holis...&lt;br /&gt;save for k session with frends...&lt;br /&gt;save to buy bags and etc...&lt;br /&gt;save to take prints with frends..&lt;br /&gt;save to get everyone a prezzie for our 7 yr anniversary..&lt;br /&gt;LOLx..&lt;br /&gt;so many things to spend on, so little money...&lt;br /&gt;its alrite. i got 2.5 mths to earn $$$ to SPEND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have been meeting yan almost everyday ever since last wed..&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i think she can be my "bf" already lah..&lt;br /&gt;see till sian...&lt;br /&gt;and we're gonna see each other again on this coming wed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below depicts my meetups with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last wed 9/8 (National Day)&lt;br /&gt;- meet up at causeway pt to service phone.&lt;br /&gt;- was super hungry &amp; went to pizza hut for lunch&lt;br /&gt;- went shopping for bags&lt;br /&gt;- went junction8 to continue our bag searching&lt;br /&gt;- accompany her back to yishun for haircut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sat 12/8&lt;br /&gt;- meet up at causeway AGAIN to get our phones back&lt;br /&gt;- went food court for lunch&lt;br /&gt;- spent $10 each on prints for two times&lt;br /&gt;- went pasam malam to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;- went to our "lao di fang" for our dessert &amp;amp; the laska was tempting..&lt;br /&gt;- drank alot of drinks throughout the whole outing till we burst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today 14/8&lt;br /&gt;- meet up at causeway the THIRD TIME to service our phones AGAIN.. she's been there for the FIFTH time, and ive been there for the SECOND time. BUT the personnel there actually recognises me. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;- went to Jack's Place for lunch&lt;br /&gt;- spent $10 again for prints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all, i think i spent super lots loh. and we both realised tt each time we meet up, we keep eating.. LOL. think we need to avoid each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the prints that I spent $20 on:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/BathTub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/BathTub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...our shower time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Bubbles_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Bubbles_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...she's thanking me for the small panties i gave her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Bubbles_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Bubbles_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...this is the first time tt we are ACTING CUTE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Comfort_Bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Comfort_Bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...our newly-wed bedroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...yoyoyo, lets dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Flower_Swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Flower_Swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...on a love swing, we love this the most but it was juz too small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Moon_Nite_Slp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Moon_Nite_Slp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...im waiting for my PRINCE CHARMING to kiss me awake &amp; she's helping me keep a lookout with eyes wide open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Picture_111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Picture_111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...we're at the love season searching for our another half...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Starry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Starry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...do we really look like a child clinging on to her mum???...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Strawberry_cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Strawberry_cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...we are strawberry lovers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Toilet_Bowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Toilet_Bowl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...let me intro the first ever person who can still be so happy being stuck at a toilet bowl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Two_In_Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Two_In_Heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...AHHHH, i dun wan to be in love with her!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;ok, the other prints are not yet scanned. juz wait for her to send me tml i suppose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;and yes, i REALLY need to start my revision tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;so i will have a early nite slp today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;went for dinner with granny and my cute uncle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;woohoo, his phone was on my hands the whole nite.. LOLx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;but im aiming at his com..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;may he give me his com, or i shall go granny house nxt sat to crash it... hehex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;im a good niece and grand-daughter.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;anyway, i will be SUPER free after exams on wed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;im looking forward to the day of freedom!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;and UNCLE, HERE I COME... LALALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;i simply love my cute little family and my sweet frends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115557298694889501?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115557298694889501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115557298694889501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115557298694889501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115557298694889501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/08/been-too-busy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115427741121054837</id><published>2006-07-30T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:46:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im infested with tons of projects.&lt;br /&gt;cm, crm, whp, entre&lt;br /&gt;and gosh, exams are reaching in juz 17 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven start revising on anything.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so lazy now.&lt;br /&gt;too lazy to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my msn to live messenger,&lt;br /&gt;and im like a idiot on tt.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so excited over small new discovery on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im still nt ready for any relationship,&lt;br /&gt;at least nt till this sem's over.&lt;br /&gt;think of those ques tt the others asked me is so cute..&lt;br /&gt;nope, currently, he has no chance yet.&lt;br /&gt;LOL =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and syah drove us today!!!&lt;br /&gt;how fortunate is me and cp..&lt;br /&gt;and we finally saw khai!!!&lt;br /&gt;well, he's caring in a way..&lt;br /&gt;but it would be better if he gives her more freedom???&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing frends around me getting their driving license, its tempting in a way.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its time i consider taking it too.&lt;br /&gt;wait till exams are over first.&lt;br /&gt;and may dad sponsor me for it!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its so nice of fm to design the keychain for us.&lt;br /&gt;i always think tt her hands makes nice things..&lt;br /&gt;nice nails, nice keychain..&lt;br /&gt;i can never have those skills man.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i can still fold some stars, make some handicraft works.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...neoprint time... (though its quite blur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);" &gt;...circled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;...hearts in one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Picture3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Picture3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;...surrounded by love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Picture4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Picture4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;...cute rabbit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Picture5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Picture5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);" &gt;...bubbles of love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Picture6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Picture6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);" &gt;...a date in a garden filled with butterflies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;...when did manda have a black mole?? LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);" &gt;...look at where's manda hand are putting at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);" &gt;...wat a BIG mouth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);" &gt;...lesbian tendecy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115427741121054837?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115427741121054837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115427741121054837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115427741121054837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115427741121054837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-infested-with-tons-of-projects.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115358981121934650</id><published>2006-07-23T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T01:36:51.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phew. juz completed my part of qm ppt. had a long time preparing it.&lt;br /&gt;and ive completed whp company profile&lt;br /&gt;wonder if its enough. if nt, tml meeting then edit ba.&lt;br /&gt;damn tired and hungry already.&lt;br /&gt;didnt finish my dinner juz now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after getting a shock juz now tt led to my anger,&lt;br /&gt;i think wo qi dao er..&lt;br /&gt;angry need alot of energy.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, forget it, ive already digested wat i had found out already.&lt;br /&gt;and after thinking, its actually not worth it to have any emotions over tt kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth... disgusting idiot. juz ruin the entire world and human race's image with u inside.&lt;br /&gt;should go vomit already.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eewei &amp; KK, i got something to share with u gals. i'll tell u both soon.&lt;br /&gt;may u guys recover after the shock as quickly as me. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Retribution will fall on you soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I believe god have eyes to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115358981121934650?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115358981121934650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115358981121934650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115358981121934650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115358981121934650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115323742871169710</id><published>2006-07-18T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T23:43:48.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw her again in sch.&lt;br /&gt;like wth. been seeing her every tues???&lt;br /&gt;when she with him, i nv see her at all. after breakup then i saw her, so izzit a better thing? at least nt so paisei. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;but she's still stupid enough to keep in contact with him. after so much lies and etc and esp after two gals go and talk her round.&lt;br /&gt;kk was right. dunno is she juz dumb or naive.&lt;br /&gt;and ya, she looks so different in real life. so diff from the pics. LOL. even eewei said the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, tt gal cant be trusted AT ALL. im nt gonna tell her anything. she's a contradicting person. say one thing do the other.&lt;br /&gt;and ya, sry guy, i dun wan to do this, but soon i shall take actions. kk wans it this way. and we all think tt u deserve it. even frends think u got a sucky attitude. how much can a person change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i saw weiling today. she was pretty stunned too when i had a conversation with her.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. guess no one expected tt. a pretty good mask he has made. but too bad, im gonna tear it away soon. dun blame me for it, u brought it upon urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im nt affected anymore. i juz think we gals need some justice over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ive been SOOOO busy this few wks, rushing for reports, tests, gatherings, planning of holiday trips etc. think i will get knocked out sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eewei, thought u wan to call me. in the end nv. slap u!&lt;br /&gt;maybe meet up at thurs??&lt;br /&gt;tell me again k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tml's entre test is a torture. and clubbing's on tml! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115323742871169710?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115323742871169710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115323742871169710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115323742871169710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115323742871169710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/saw-her-again-in-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115306930430902619</id><published>2006-07-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T01:04:29.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had been too busy with projects this few days to update abt my gathering on fri 14-7-06.&lt;br /&gt;finally a day when everyone was there.&lt;br /&gt;ying, jas, yan, billy, bella, pat &amp; of course ME, joc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to seoul garden at marina square for our lunch. LOL =X&lt;br /&gt;i guess we were the onli grp who made so much noise, regardless izzit in the train or at seoul garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, and we are meeting up again this coming wed for clubbing. =)&lt;br /&gt;my schedule for this wk:&lt;br /&gt;mon- do qm &amp;amp; crm script at home.&lt;br /&gt;tues- sch and revise for wed entre test&lt;br /&gt;wed- entre test &amp; clubbing, staying overnite at pat house&lt;br /&gt;thurs-sch &amp;amp; practising crm script&lt;br /&gt;fri- crm ica &amp; cp bdae celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, think i will get knocked out by sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we already made plans to go genting &amp;amp; kl together instead.&lt;br /&gt;cos thailand is practically a no-no for most of us.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, make it for nxt yr trip then, since we will be having a yrly holi trip together. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply love my life to the core now.&lt;br /&gt;everything is going smoothly for me. (except tt projects are piling up)&lt;br /&gt;lalalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are the pics of our gathering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/DSCN0935.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/DSCN0935.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ok, sry. my hair was "abit" messy. and look at jas - she's totally like a baby who's using a bib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/DSCN0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/DSCN0936.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a "reunion" pic of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/DSCN0938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/DSCN0938.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 of our celebrated bdae babys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/DSCN0939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/DSCN0939.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;remember, we've already celebrated this 4 gals bdae... and its coming to my turn soon! hehex.. get ready my present ba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/DSCN0941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/DSCN0941.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;guess who's missing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/DSCN0943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/DSCN0943.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/DSCN0950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/DSCN0950.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the 2 Bs &amp; me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/DSCN0953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/DSCN0953.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;see. she copied me. perm hair + 3 quarter jeans. LOL. nvm, we are the best of best frends! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Image007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i was made pregnant by her!! (ok, its juz the wind effect) =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/laughing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;look at how we laugh.. LOL. so unglam. and u can never guess wat we were laughing over.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/final%20pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/final%20pose.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;finally, a nice one after much laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;we secretly took this behind jas &amp; pat back. and in the end: a scolding from them... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/angel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;he's my angel guy! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;nxt coming up is my genting trip pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sometimes, blur is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010106.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;look at how messy can we be... and we even brought a own set of speakers - thanks to cp! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;now u noe y our room is so messy.. cos im busy!! with this... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wan to shoot me? i use my "quick run" tactic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010139.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010139.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yes, we took a bus to london and we are back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;waiting outside the "haunted" house.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yeah, i can definitely go in for this ride.. cos i pass the HEIGHT LIMIT!! and for wat they intro tt???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010146.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;im coming up the hill..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010151.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me &amp; cp waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010165.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;back to my childhood days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010168.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010181.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;do i have the potential?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010217.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/P1010218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/P1010218.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115306930430902619?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115306930430902619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115306930430902619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115306930430902619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115306930430902619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-been-too-busy-with-projects-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115272823882732875</id><published>2006-07-13T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T02:17:23.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think if i gonna see shi ying again nxt wk, im gonna fall in love with her..&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;ive been practically seeing her everyday since last wk. today went with her to city hall to collect those bags for their presents.&lt;br /&gt;my god, and i didnt noe the difference in size is so big.&lt;br /&gt;ying arz!!! i really dunno how to comment. haha..&lt;br /&gt;nvm, quote the idea from pat:  use a bigger packaging to make it look BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt realise i didnt wrote tt i met ee wei tt day.&lt;br /&gt;sry lah gal, forgot arz.. i too busy updating myself for ur sake leh..&lt;br /&gt;and ive lots to update u again.&lt;br /&gt;eh, i nt bad ba, got news so fast. maybe nxt time if i cant find job as a hr personnel, i can interview a position of a entertainment news reporter. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ive improved today with them. hope they feel it the same way.&lt;br /&gt;but when one side is ok, the other side juz go haywire.&lt;br /&gt;when cant it be balanced??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i dunno y jas became so sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;and now cos of one msg, the upcoming gathering on fri dun seem so attracting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;ying and me sarcrificed our project meetings juz for the purpose of meeting up in one whole grp.&lt;br /&gt;jas should clarify with me if she dun get my meaning. y she wanna distort it and let all this become sorta dispute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever it is, i already poured out my feelings to pat abt this matter.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna be classified as being petty..&lt;br /&gt;so i think i shall personally wish her happy birthday tml.&lt;br /&gt;tml's sure gonna be a busy day for me.&lt;br /&gt;fri too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i pray we can finish the hrm project in time, with quality work.&lt;br /&gt;im pressurised by the weightage of this project.&lt;br /&gt;cant i juz be a happy student without worrying abt projects, tests, results etc.&lt;br /&gt;i think tt will be in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;god, are u allowing me a chance to see the "bugis cute guy" again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LOL! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115272823882732875?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115272823882732875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115272823882732875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115272823882732875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115272823882732875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-think-if-i-gonna-see-shi-ying-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115263734008475332</id><published>2006-07-11T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T01:06:16.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's &lt;s&gt;"lucky"&lt;/s&gt; happenings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. saw her after hrm lesson. she was juz walking right behind me though still abit distance away. should have expected tt was her cls when i saw familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. saw her again during qm lecture when i went out to shopping arcade to get some stuffs. didnt really notice initially till i sense a pair of eyes looking at me. look up and "deng deng deng deng"-- there she was. met her at the linkway to cheers. she was practically giving me the look of fearing tt i may eat her up any moment. HELLO!! i dun even quite like to eat meat, wats more human meat? LOL =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, luckily theres still some ppl tt i met tt cast away the &lt;s&gt;"lucky"&lt;/s&gt; happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. met billy at mac. and luckily she reminded me to give birthday wishings to bella, cos i didnt even noe today was 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. met shi ying at lvl 2. though i often saw her in sch, but she always makes my day! discussed about the 3 da xiao jie birthday prezzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. met serene at cheers. didnt saw her for a long time. was worried initially tt she couldnt handle her life. but was glad to see she is fine though abit ragged.&lt;br /&gt;BUT one bad thing is :- she told me she juz met her bro before tt. I was like -_-".. ok... everybody associated i've already bumped into. this one i definitely dun wanna "BUMPED" into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. had dinner together with David (sis bf), bro &amp; mum. and we was discussing about their wedding arrangements. and now then i realise marriage is so troublesome and chinese traditions are so complicated and inflexible! oh pls, y cant grandma sit together with them? NONSENSE. i dun care, im gonna stick to grandma wherever she sits. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess wats the prob with me regarding my silence during chatting sessions with them.. fm enlightened me! hope i can have some improvement tml.. =)&lt;br /&gt;and gals, pls dun worry, the past entries are definitely nt abt u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=) its a happy day after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115263734008475332?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115263734008475332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115263734008475332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115263734008475332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115263734008475332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-lucky-happenings-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115255231584697758</id><published>2006-07-11T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T01:25:15.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fri's outing is confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is coming! and i shall make sure we taking prints.&lt;br /&gt;i guess onli me, pat &amp; billy going to thailand on sept.&lt;br /&gt;wonder hows pat "in-law's family meeting" went..&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. hope everything went fine for her or else i fri sure see "black face"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this two wks totally went broke. have to buy presents and treats etc..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mum ask me go teach a tuition class of 5.&lt;br /&gt;i mean though juz sec 1, but pls lah.. i have no confidence!!!&lt;br /&gt;crazy! if one or two still ok, ask me teach 5??!!!&lt;br /&gt;really thank my mum for so appreciating me.. =X&lt;br /&gt;but i really do need $$$ to support my spendings.&lt;br /&gt;i'll consider it first. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have been "updating" myself on their recent happenings.&lt;br /&gt;and i almost want to kill myself for living in the same world as them.&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. i was like "wth, y u ppl have such thinkings? so immature and ridiculous"&lt;br /&gt;even my bro, onli 14 yrs old, oso find their thinking funny and ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when so many things happen already, u can juz go saying "frends" here, "frends" there.&lt;br /&gt;isnt it too fake? y are u pretending tt nothing much happen when something already happened??&lt;br /&gt;dun be naive. things cannot be the same after all tt has happened.&lt;br /&gt;ya.. "tts wat frends are for", "me &amp;amp; my frend".&lt;br /&gt;i mean, pls, its such a childish behaviour when both are acting like tt.&lt;br /&gt;grow up kids.. cant u guys juz face reality? god should really put u both individuals thru some trials to let the brain of urs think and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess eewei will understand and agrees with my thinking. right?? LOL..&lt;br /&gt;as for the rest, i shall save it for my "bitching session" with eewei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml still need to contact the rest of the gals.&lt;br /&gt;wat a busy wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i onli have a 2-day sch for this wk.&lt;br /&gt;yipee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;god, everything's so nice nw in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but it will be even perfect if u let me meet the "friday bugis guy" again.. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;so pls, make my life perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115255231584697758?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115255231584697758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115255231584697758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115255231584697758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115255231584697758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/fris-outing-is-confirmed.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115237297321615049</id><published>2006-07-08T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T23:36:13.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was busy with outings recently.&lt;br /&gt;and i practically had been seeing pat and ying this few days.&lt;br /&gt;billy asked me out today too.&lt;br /&gt;but i rejected her..&lt;br /&gt;COS MY GRANDMA CAME!!&lt;br /&gt;miss her so much..&lt;br /&gt;my beloved grandma.&lt;br /&gt;well, i told her im single already. and she was like "good! study first. u still so young. and he dun suits u anyway"&lt;br /&gt;i almost burst into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been organising holidays trips and gatherings recently till im so stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;checking rates, schedules of everyone, and locations to meet etc.&lt;br /&gt;organising such a big grp can be tiring at times, esp when onli one person are doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, bella said theres election on oct.&lt;br /&gt;i really dun wish to cancel our holiday trip to thailand.&lt;br /&gt;shall go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i saw a damn cute guy last nite at bugis mos burger!!!&lt;br /&gt;even pat oso commented tt he look cute, and resembles a korean star..&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! we even made eye contact!&lt;br /&gt;i saw him when i was leaving. and i looked up, and i saw him. both of our eyes juz clicked the moment i look up.&lt;br /&gt;and i think he was talking abt us when we were walking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt was the first time a guy ever made my heart pump so fast.&lt;br /&gt;pat and siping said tt was the ever first time they see me so shy.&lt;br /&gt;feel so regretful tt i didnt went to get his no. or at least a picture.&lt;br /&gt;sad. guess wont have the chance to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;spore is still quite big though its juz small red dot on the map.&lt;br /&gt;till now, i still recalling the moment i saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;..my heart was captured from the moment i set my eyes on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;..can i ever see you again???..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115237297321615049?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115237297321615049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115237297321615049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115237297321615049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115237297321615049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/was-busy-with-outings-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115211884542164169</id><published>2006-07-06T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T01:00:45.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz finish my draft qm intro part.&lt;br /&gt;think gotta sleep soon..&lt;br /&gt;so tired from the gathering with jas, ying, pat, billy today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god, though we have nt been meeting up for the past few mths, but it seems like we always have lots to chat abt. so glad i have this bunch of sec sch frends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, bought a topshop voucher of $50 for ying and treated her for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and now its time to get troubled over jas and yan's prezzie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we've already discussed all the upcoming gatherings and events!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;firstly, we gonna meet up again for yan and jas belated bdae celebration nxt fri.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, on the following wed, we will be going clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, we will be going "beaching".. LOL. nt yet decided when..&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, we will be having our 7 yr anniversary on the 3rd of Jan nxt yr!!!&lt;br /&gt;the day our life intersects.. i will make sure EVERYONE turns up! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt took any pics today.. shall leave it till nxt fri when almost everyone will be there.&lt;br /&gt;a "FULL" gathering is all i wished for.&lt;br /&gt;updated half of my happenings to pat. think she gonna bug me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad god let us met, and allow us to continue our friendship till now.&lt;br /&gt;i cherish and love each and every one of u all.. the '8' gals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...jas, ying, yan, joc, billy, bella, pat &amp; j.ying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;our names shall be linked together now and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115211884542164169?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115211884542164169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115211884542164169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115211884542164169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115211884542164169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/juz-finish-my-draft-qm-intro-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115194878583007705</id><published>2006-07-04T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T01:46:25.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was bitching with ee wei the moment i signed in to msn..&lt;br /&gt;ok, i admit our topic was "the childish HIM &amp; the naive gal"&lt;br /&gt;weird to find out they didnt patch back.. tts nt his "pattern"&lt;br /&gt;maybe he really did had other gals to flirt with...&lt;br /&gt;pity the "naive gal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, so wat if ur friendster profile has hit over 1000?&lt;br /&gt;tt does nt prove anything..&lt;br /&gt;and this shows how childish is the person to think tt he's popular cos of tt.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i contributed to the 1000s..&lt;br /&gt;cos i need to link here and there..&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;or else where the hell can i get "news" to talk abt...&lt;br /&gt;ok, im juz a bitch tt bitches around. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, some guys are juz jerks when it comes to relationships!&lt;br /&gt;didnt even knew "he", once my frend, was like tt..&lt;br /&gt;if a gal can be hurt till tt extent, you muz have did something terribly wrong..&lt;br /&gt;yes, it didnt concern abt me at all..&lt;br /&gt;juz empathizing with her..&lt;br /&gt;juz pondering how can some guys juz be another person when it comes to relationships..&lt;br /&gt;FAKE &amp;amp; HYPOCRITES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;watever it is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;such guys, please dun even appear in my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i dun even wan my circle of friends to turn rotten juz cos of such jerks frends.&lt;br /&gt;disgusted is all i can feel now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115194878583007705?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115194878583007705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115194878583007705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115194878583007705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115194878583007705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/07/was-bitching-with-ee-wei-moment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115142885135351405</id><published>2006-06-28T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T01:20:51.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y izzit always so hard to communicate...&lt;br /&gt;ive been trying to handle this so carefully.&lt;br /&gt;and each time i tried to talk nicely,&lt;br /&gt;the response i get seems so harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted me to confirm things before i do.&lt;br /&gt;i did. and the response was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt even have the meaning of blaming.&lt;br /&gt;juz feel tt there is nt even trust in me.&lt;br /&gt;its so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;but i kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;it muz be my fault tt leads to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my project too.&lt;br /&gt;so i wan to screw up my project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;its sort of pushing me further away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;drained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115142885135351405?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115142885135351405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115142885135351405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115142885135351405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115142885135351405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/y-izzit-always-so-hard-to-communicate.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115117735700262039</id><published>2006-06-25T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T03:29:17.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck.&lt;br /&gt;my screen protector came off.&lt;br /&gt;9 bucks wasted.&lt;br /&gt;gonna try to get a new one tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things undone.&lt;br /&gt;have to finish half by tml at least.&lt;br /&gt;nt yet even study for my test.&lt;br /&gt;argh..&lt;br /&gt;quality management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;may there be no scratches on my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;or i will go bonkers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115117735700262039?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115117735700262039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115117735700262039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115117735700262039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115117735700262039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115091797538828724</id><published>2006-06-22T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T03:34:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. wat am i doing at this kind of wee hour?&lt;br /&gt;viewing friendster, blogging, snatching com with my bro, listening to songs thru my phone..&lt;br /&gt;so busy! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro damn smart. actually noe how to operate my phone using the music player, which i ACTUALLY DIDNT NOE RIGHT FROM THE START.&lt;br /&gt;so am i dumb, or he's smart?&lt;br /&gt;well, i rather say im dumb than praise him. heeheex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiotic, keep rushing me for the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went and eat prata with mum and bro juz now.&lt;br /&gt;damn fattening.&lt;br /&gt;shit! think gotta gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;keep eating so much these few nights.&lt;br /&gt;manda commented i've slimmed down.&lt;br /&gt;LIAR! i went and weigh..&lt;br /&gt;its still the same weight. =(&lt;br /&gt;muz be those shirts i wore tt makes me look slim.&lt;br /&gt;fake impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;i think im the lightest in my family..&lt;br /&gt;i miss the feeling of someone piggybacking meeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;shall ask my bro to do tt tml!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to watch garfield 2 tml.&lt;br /&gt;mum changed it to eating at "po ti"&lt;br /&gt;then cancelled again cos she's juz plain lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to go out!&lt;br /&gt;hmph, nvm, i go out myself.&lt;br /&gt;walk alone i oso shuang&lt;br /&gt;lalala!&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/HeE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/HeE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/ChIcK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/ChIcK.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;cute chick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/PiG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/PiG.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a pig with curly tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/ShAdOwS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/ShAdOwS.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;which shadow is mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/oLd%20Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/oLd%20Me.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OMG! juz look at how i was in the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115091797538828724?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115091797538828724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115091797538828724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115091797538828724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115091797538828724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115064568724974701</id><published>2006-06-18T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:48:07.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>keep having wrong calls from ppl i dunno for abt a wk.&lt;br /&gt;its really time to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly thought of my grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;guess i was too young tt time to feel any sorrows..&lt;br /&gt;but now i cant do without my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;so no, dun bring my grandma away tt soon.&lt;br /&gt;at least let her have a chance to see all her great grand children.&lt;br /&gt;god, u took away too many ppl and things from me,&lt;br /&gt;so pls save my grandma for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may everything recover fast for me.&lt;br /&gt;abt 1 more mth, and im having my 3 mths holis.&lt;br /&gt;gonna work and have some programs on..&lt;br /&gt;then i shall save up and go on a shopping spree overseas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though didnt celebrate father's day..&lt;br /&gt;but dad, may u hear this:&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day &amp;&lt;br /&gt;i love you for wat u have done for the family. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of my prince charming tt nite..&lt;br /&gt;may he appear soon... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe going to the gays and lesbians pub this wed.. depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro supervising me blogging..&lt;br /&gt;shall pass over to him soon.&lt;br /&gt;else he sure nag like hell again...&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*i love myself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115064568724974701?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115064568724974701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115064568724974701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115064568724974701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115064568724974701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/keep-having-wrong-calls-from-ppl-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-115029646617283501</id><published>2006-06-14T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:47:46.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz uploaded songs over to my phone memory card.&lt;br /&gt;think should get a bigger memory space..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects meetings are occupying my whole week of schedule.&lt;br /&gt;finally printed out all the necessary stuffs for tml QM meeting.&lt;br /&gt;now im knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven even have my dinner yet.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. think gotta pass the stuffs over to theresa and serene soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose its time to really change my hp no.&lt;br /&gt;at times, its irritating to keep receiving wrongs calls and msges.&lt;br /&gt;gotta call the customer service tml to get everything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shi ying has the same phone as me! =)&lt;br /&gt;and my right ear has been blocked for quite a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*may i recover soon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-115029646617283501?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/115029646617283501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=115029646617283501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115029646617283501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/115029646617283501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/juz-uploaded-songs-over-to-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114987519005341459</id><published>2006-06-10T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T01:46:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>already in manda's house..&lt;br /&gt;in her sis room, listening to radio, browsing the net and eating my favourite nata de coco..&lt;br /&gt;everything seem so unchanged from the past..&lt;br /&gt;but in fact, its not the same anymore...&lt;br /&gt;nobody's in my life anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i dun belongs to anyone, and nobody belongs to me..&lt;br /&gt;its an enjoyment in a way ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite was lying at the bed and thinking,&lt;br /&gt;then i came to realise maybe the style of love and relationship we wanted became different before we knew it.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted a change in his life...&lt;br /&gt;change in identity by changing the name..&lt;br /&gt;change in people around him..&lt;br /&gt;juz like a secondary school boy would do...&lt;br /&gt;still trying to find his "self"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me,&lt;br /&gt;i am satisfied with my life now..&lt;br /&gt;maybe my philosophy of living is different..&lt;br /&gt;i wan to get a serious relationship where i can see future..&lt;br /&gt;i wan treasure my school life before getting out to the society.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt that family and friends are my everything right from the start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever it is,&lt;br /&gt;the differences set me thinking that he is nt the type of guy im going for anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i wan a mature yet fun guy, who will spice up my life..&lt;br /&gt;but not now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news! i finally got my new phone today!&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno how to use it..&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt even get to develop any feelings with it first..&lt;br /&gt;and i have to leave my house for malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis went off to penang too..&lt;br /&gt;left home earlier than me...&lt;br /&gt;my god.. should have asked her to try to get a bag for me.&lt;br /&gt;the day i come back, will be the day she going to genting..&lt;br /&gt;so no fate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's getting married this dec..&lt;br /&gt;hehe!!! i feel so excited though im not the bride...&lt;br /&gt;feel so envy.. she got a man tat's willing to pamper her for the whole life.&lt;br /&gt;and her bf - david, actually say maybe i will be the bridesmaid!!!&lt;br /&gt;was so surprised!&lt;br /&gt;thought maybe they will get their friends to be...&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! so happy and excited..&lt;br /&gt;looking forward...&lt;br /&gt;though i think i will miss the presence of sis sleeping near me every nite..&lt;br /&gt;im already thinking who will the bridesman??? (izzit supposed to be called bridesman?LOL)&lt;br /&gt;lets pray to god tt it wont be my brother...&lt;br /&gt;i will faint if it turns out to be him..&lt;br /&gt;my hope for a suave man to partner with me will be dashed then.&lt;br /&gt;NO! i cant let it happen! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think gonna stay up for the nite..&lt;br /&gt;leaving at 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;and mum actually keep calling the whole nite, reminding abt my passport and bag..&lt;br /&gt;my god! so irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was quite upset i didnt get a chance to change my no.&lt;br /&gt;think shall settle the procedures of changing my no. when i return.&lt;br /&gt;a new no, a new phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think bro sure feeling lonely this few nites...&lt;br /&gt;both of his sis nt at home.&lt;br /&gt;serves him right!&lt;br /&gt;who ask him always think tt i should nt be at home to irritate him.&lt;br /&gt;let him learn a lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*sometimes ppl juz need to learn a lesson before they know how to think and behave*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114987519005341459?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114987519005341459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114987519005341459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114987519005341459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114987519005341459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/already-in-mandas-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114980103877387949</id><published>2006-06-09T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T05:10:38.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz redo my flash...&lt;br /&gt;hope they will be fine with it..&lt;br /&gt;i need comments and i will do changes... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was juz scrolling on other ppl blog..&lt;br /&gt;and OOPS! i discovered ANOTHER LIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;well, am i supposed to be surprised?&lt;br /&gt;i mean after so many lies gotten from the same person...&lt;br /&gt;think i shouldnt rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its juz scary to noe how much to a extent a person can lie...&lt;br /&gt;lies lies lies...&lt;br /&gt;wat a fake person..&lt;br /&gt;and i hate fake ppl..&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone feels the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, my eyes are already wide open already...&lt;br /&gt;cleaned after a mistake i made for 2 yrs..&lt;br /&gt;dumb me!&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. wat to do.. it has already happened and its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, i didnt really read much for my crm test tts due in 6 hrs time..&lt;br /&gt;gonna wake up early tml to study..&lt;br /&gt;bags for sch as well as my trip for malaysia nt yet packed at all!&lt;br /&gt;gonna stay overnight at manda house tml after watching my 9pm show..&lt;br /&gt;its the last episode! i wouldnt wanna miss tt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting mum at the afternoon tml to get my phone.&lt;br /&gt;god bless me!&lt;br /&gt;may i get the phone by tml.&lt;br /&gt;cos i dun have anymore free time to do tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;really admire myself.&lt;br /&gt;down with flu sore throat i can still hold on till now.&lt;br /&gt;pray i wont get fever tml.. or else my trip will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i shall hide my sickness from mum... LOL&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114980103877387949?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114980103877387949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114980103877387949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114980103877387949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114980103877387949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/juz-redo-my-flash.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114969134069907054</id><published>2006-06-07T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:42:20.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“曾经， 我以为我放不下一段感情。&lt;br /&gt;后来我发现，并不是放不放得下，&lt;br /&gt;而是我愿不愿意。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im willing to... and i gradually doing it..&lt;br /&gt;besides, its true.. sometimes being independent is wat we need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;this sentence is one tat i would applaused for:&lt;br /&gt;Nthing would stand by you when you needed someone... onli your family. Family is irreplacable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i wont think much abt it.. shake those memories off.&lt;br /&gt;treasure wats up infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;juz do things according to my intuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise im down with flu and sore throat, when i woke up today..&lt;br /&gt;a night sleep can actually bring me germs..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. i still wanna go play at genting this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;let me pray tt  fever bug wont visit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my flash work..&lt;br /&gt;its giving me headache..&lt;br /&gt;im running out of skills &amp;amp; ideas.&lt;br /&gt;can anyone juz help me with this? =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114969134069907054?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114969134069907054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114969134069907054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114969134069907054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114969134069907054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-willing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114960903077111947</id><published>2006-06-06T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:52:40.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, now my serious prob : wat to do with the 200 bucks??&lt;br /&gt;use it or return? but i dun have his account no...&lt;br /&gt;haiz... irritating.. wat a prob..&lt;br /&gt;told mum abt it...&lt;br /&gt;and her ans was nt a constructive one. this is wat she replied, "u very troubled over wat to do with it izzit? ok loh, u give me, i help u settle.." so obvious, its nt good intentions...&lt;br /&gt;idiotic... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway mum oso noes tt some guys have been asking me out...&lt;br /&gt;ok, heres our funny conversation:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: eh, u onli worth 200 bucks arz? like prostitute like tt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: wah.. wat kind of mum are u? say me till like tt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: they wan woo u izzit? ask them come lah... come woo me first then woo u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (cant stop laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: go take their photos then let me see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: for wat! take photo give them more chance to get near me! i nt so stupid can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: y other ppl bf will call u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: juz in case onli lah.. anyway, my number very easy to memorise meh? ppl see one time can remember le.. think i ought to change my number soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: u very "sui" meh? y ppl call u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hey! it has got nthing to do with me "sui" or nt.. is my number easy to memorise! talk to u will die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: then y ppl will want to call u?? (irritating.. keep asking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: aiya, dunno lah.. dun ask me abt relationships lah... oso dun involve me in wat.. and now i onli wan to study, play, study and play again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: u should have done tt 2 years ago. (smurking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ya.. i really think 2 yrs ago, i was dumb.. (smiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: y suddenly the thought? awake already arz... learnt from lesson then will noe hor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ya lah.. learnt lesson liao.. wat to do.. take it as an experience loh.. (laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the whole nite my mum, me, dad and bro was talking crap and laughing away like crazy family of 4. i simply love those moments.. it juz kinda bond us up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat i need and want now is juz a life full with fun with friends and family...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114960903077111947?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114960903077111947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114960903077111947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114960903077111947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114960903077111947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-now-my-serious-prob-wat-to-do-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114959321223065796</id><published>2006-06-06T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:26:52.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz had two tests today...&lt;br /&gt;my god, for the hrm paper, i suddenly got stuck at a ques tt i can easily score... i juz cant remember wat i memorised for tt!!! shit lah, wasted 3 marks.&lt;br /&gt;manda said she dun wan sit nxt to me during test anymore.. mentioned i gave her stress... LOL&lt;br /&gt;pls lah, write more doesnt mean its right and i admit im juz crapping for my answer... HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite made a sudden decision to join manda and cp on the genting trip cos fm cant make it...&lt;br /&gt;hmm... didnt expect mum &amp;amp; dad juz readily agree and even gave me the money already (after much waiting)... i was as stunned as manda they all can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! tt means i will be out from sat till mon... shall try to buy somethings for ppl i noe...&lt;br /&gt;think gonna have fun rides there...&lt;br /&gt;and ya, think can scare cp too at the room.. wonder if she really will bring her buddha??? LOL&lt;br /&gt;shall i bring the cross then? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz viewed the friendster.. my god... i actually feel nothing when i saw those pics of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;weird! maybe i juz cant be bothered le ba... LOL.. tts a good sign anyway.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting mum for dinner soon... off i go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114959321223065796?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114959321223065796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114959321223065796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114959321223065796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114959321223065796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/juz-had-two-tests-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114909989466297938</id><published>2006-06-01T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T02:24:54.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was pretty busy this few days...&lt;br /&gt;had dinner-cum-supper with lawrence, mart &amp; manda last nite..&lt;br /&gt;tt was the first time i risked my life experiencing law's driving skills...&lt;br /&gt;though he was reckless, i still managed to get back home ALIVE without vomiting!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our navigator, mart &amp;amp; driver, law - took almost 45 mins to locate my house..&lt;br /&gt;ended up me having to walk over to their car...&lt;br /&gt;chay! thought will be directly at my house downstairs..&lt;br /&gt;mart keep scolding me tt i dunno my house area...&lt;br /&gt;my god! im a road idiot can! and how would i noe abt the muRATA and blk 292 when its nt really near my house?? haha...&lt;br /&gt;and i admit, i noe nuts abt roads, directions and EXITS!!!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was a pity nt being able to get down to walk at the geylang alleys...&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to martin.. LOL... okay, he was juz having good intentions - protecting us esp when we both gals are wearing shorts???&lt;br /&gt;and ya, i noe the trans is even more "woman" than me in terms of looks, figure &amp; maybe voice???&lt;br /&gt;but i dun need undergo surgery can.. its all natural and real.. 100%... wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;so mart, there's no need for me to feel ashamed of... wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a "stepping and viewing" test with law's car when they fetched me home...&lt;br /&gt;my god! i realise i cant really see the car screen if i have to step down fully on the pedal..&lt;br /&gt;faint! am i tt short??? mart have to keep adjusting the seat to the front for me...&lt;br /&gt;damn sad ba... how am i suppose to drive nxt time??? my license!!! gone!&lt;br /&gt;and law and manda was practically laughing at me once i sat on the driver seat...&lt;br /&gt;even took pictures of me!&lt;br /&gt;how could they??? wat a bunch of frends.... but it was fun out with them anyway.. may we hang out like this more often... but we have to wait for mart to get his car license... sickening! when will tt be? by then, he will fetch manda and law will fetch me...&lt;br /&gt;hope law wont fetch me with a car with one wheel! LOL... juz like his little finger to me??&lt;br /&gt;and we all agreed on going clubbing on our 2 wks holi..its coming soon!!! but after nxt wk's 3 ICAs...&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to watch da vinci code with siping and jian an...&lt;br /&gt;was already so damn tired since last nite...&lt;br /&gt;onli fell asleep at 5plus am.. woke up at 9plus am..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to the gals, really damn apologetic abt those misunderstands tt lead to wat happened today...&lt;br /&gt;i shall try harder to start conversations.. but give me some time to adjust? but dun worry, its really fun to hang out with u gals esp when hearing ur conversations together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, siping juz dun understand the movie? had to explain to her...&lt;br /&gt;and we was actually questioning abt jian an's life and history...&lt;br /&gt;and we totally disagreed to his philosphy...&lt;br /&gt;all the way, i keep pinpointing him... and i get beating from him!&lt;br /&gt;okay, i was bad and mean but everything i said was the facts...&lt;br /&gt;ya, my leg hairs are long.. keep preventing him from seein it..&lt;br /&gt;and he can actually keep pushing me till i almost fall out of the seat..&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt even share my seat with him in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;asshole! keep patting my back the whole nite... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to siping from 10 plus pm at the interchange till 12 plus am...&lt;br /&gt;think if nt of the last bus, we could continue till 1 plus???&lt;br /&gt;but we got stuffs to do oso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests and projects coming up..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, should go ask pem abt the oipp..&lt;br /&gt;if mum and dad okay abt it,&lt;br /&gt;then off i go nxt sem..&lt;br /&gt;if nt, then lets get stuck in sch for the nxt sem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, the road to recovery is nt tt difficult and tough at all when u simply got a bunch of nice friends... keep ur life busy is wat im doing..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should get siping to join the kickboxing class with me...&lt;br /&gt;try asking her tml then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*i love siping*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114909989466297938?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114909989466297938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114909989466297938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114909989466297938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114909989466297938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/06/was-pretty-busy-this-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114863755867354623</id><published>2006-05-26T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T18:01:18.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got nthing to say..&lt;br /&gt;im juz nt the me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i miss the old me.. the talkative, cheerful, happy-go-lucky gal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt was supposed to be me.. the right me...&lt;br /&gt;before all these happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate your appearance in my life...&lt;br /&gt;if u didnt appear, everything was perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather i was alone all these 2 years rather than suffer now...&lt;br /&gt;this lesson is too much for me to handle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u didnt even realise you were in the wrong..&lt;br /&gt;im waiting to see your downfall..&lt;br /&gt;tts the onli way i will feel satisfied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos its so unfair, juz so unfair...&lt;br /&gt;y my life turns out to be like this,&lt;br /&gt;and you can be out there enjoying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the world for being so unfair!&lt;br /&gt;when will your retribution comes???&lt;br /&gt;i will be waiting for tt day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if nt for ur mum, how i wish u were juz off dead...&lt;br /&gt;yes, maybe im too extreme or cruel..&lt;br /&gt;but tts cos im juz too hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it left a mark on my heart, mind and memory...&lt;br /&gt;time may heal but it can NEVER erase all those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never forget how u lied to me...&lt;br /&gt;a person known for 2 years juz turn out to become a pack of lies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u enjoyed your life on the expense of the pain on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even have a good nite sleep each day...&lt;br /&gt;im even afraid of sleeping now..&lt;br /&gt;cos dreams juz come in...&lt;br /&gt;dreams i dun even wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y are u bugging me even in my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siping asked me to take it slowly...&lt;br /&gt;one day by one day...&lt;br /&gt;one day i will get over this..&lt;br /&gt;but the hurt is already inflicted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i dun even noe to trust who..&lt;br /&gt;cos i can always never detect lies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i dun even noe telling ur mum was a right choice..&lt;br /&gt;but she did have the rights to noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard her crying over the phone...&lt;br /&gt;i was heartbroken...&lt;br /&gt;i hurt her...&lt;br /&gt;but siping said its ur actions tt hurt her..&lt;br /&gt;if u nv done all those, this wouldnt even have happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was juz like a mum to me...&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to see her like tt too&lt;br /&gt;she blames herself...&lt;br /&gt;no, it totally have nthing to do with her...&lt;br /&gt;its all ur fault..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u caused the pain in both of us..&lt;br /&gt;u lied to me,&lt;br /&gt;her,&lt;br /&gt;ur mum,&lt;br /&gt;ur sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who noes who else u lied to...&lt;br /&gt;isnt lying a terrible process...&lt;br /&gt;then y do you still have to do this to everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will ur fake mask fall off???&lt;br /&gt;i thought i knew you enough for 2 yrs...&lt;br /&gt;but now i noe i never did...&lt;br /&gt;maybe even ur family never did..&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps no one did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos you were pretending all these while...&lt;br /&gt;u cheated everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy u got a nice life now??&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you,&lt;br /&gt;it wont last...&lt;br /&gt;retribution returns...&lt;br /&gt;u will get something bad to return those for wat you did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karma...&lt;br /&gt;i believed...&lt;br /&gt;im cursing you even till today...&lt;br /&gt;you will never be happy...&lt;br /&gt;all the people around you will juz leave you one by one..&lt;br /&gt;leaving you alone..&lt;br /&gt;with no one to turn to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i hope i will see you being ruined in the streets..&lt;br /&gt;i will never pity you...&lt;br /&gt;cos up till now, you dun even realise your mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;you dun even think you hurt me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and instead you turned everything back to me..&lt;br /&gt;yes.. go tell lies and stories to people again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be bothered...&lt;br /&gt;for i hope those who knows me really knows me...&lt;br /&gt;im nt tt kind of person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl may think im saying all these is cos i cant accept the fact..&lt;br /&gt;no! its definitely nt tt way...&lt;br /&gt;is cos you hurt me...&lt;br /&gt;more than enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each and every single day now,&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself you can never hurt me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i muz protect myself...&lt;br /&gt;dun ever let you hurt me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whenever im alone,&lt;br /&gt;those thoughts juz overwhelm me...&lt;br /&gt;leaving me heartpain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pain will never fade...&lt;br /&gt;this lesson is too expensive...&lt;br /&gt;too painful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was juz too foolish in the past..&lt;br /&gt;i brought all this upon myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, i beg you...&lt;br /&gt;juz let me forget...&lt;br /&gt;take those memories away..&lt;br /&gt;im willing to give up anything juz to take those memories away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i will be happy again...&lt;br /&gt;all i ask for is so simple..&lt;br /&gt;y cant you juz give it to me??&lt;br /&gt;i juz wan happiness and peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to remain like this...&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seen through a person true colours..&lt;br /&gt;wat more do you wan from me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;let me go... or take me away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114863755867354623?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114863755867354623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114863755867354623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114863755867354623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114863755867354623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-got-nthing-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114848942353472587</id><published>2006-05-25T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T00:50:23.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno wat to say or do now...&lt;br /&gt;dunno to hate u or wat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hatred is the last thing i wanna do...&lt;br /&gt;im too tired to do tt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to stay on anymore..&lt;br /&gt;im dragging my feet to get out of ur life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no longer believe in ur words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno izzit juz me being too tired now,&lt;br /&gt;or juz tt u hurt me too much till i cant feel anything....&lt;br /&gt;i wan to cry but nthing rolled down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u said we need a breathe..&lt;br /&gt;breathe for wat when everything turns out to be like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those words u said already is enough for me to deal with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz wan myself out of ur life..&lt;br /&gt;and tts wat u wan anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im cursing u with all those hurt u inflicted on me:&lt;br /&gt;u will never get true love..&lt;br /&gt;all the gals around you will juz leave u one by one..&lt;br /&gt;betraying you and leaving u hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts all i can say... i will lead my own life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114848942353472587?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114848942353472587/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114840059930985068</id><published>2006-05-24T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:09:59.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i made a mistake...&lt;br /&gt;im sick of this...&lt;br /&gt;get me out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114840059930985068?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114840059930985068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114840059930985068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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path..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat will happen..&lt;br /&gt;so wat if we are really together?&lt;br /&gt;there is still a possibilty of falling for other ppl..&lt;br /&gt;tts y relationships failed in this world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so y nt juz let it be the way it is now..&lt;br /&gt;at least i still can look out for my true one...&lt;br /&gt;take it as a period for us to think things through and be mature too...&lt;br /&gt;if we are really meant to be, no matter wat it is, fate will bring us together again..&lt;br /&gt;if nt, forced is no happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least im content to be in this situation now..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to get greedy...&lt;br /&gt;juz let things develop on its own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still dreaming abt my true one...&lt;br /&gt;maybe 20 yrs down the road, i will look back and laugh at these memories...&lt;br /&gt;its juz part and parcel of growing up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if taking everything too seriously is becoming too heavy for me,&lt;br /&gt;i rather let somethings go and make my load lighter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may no longer believe in everlasting love..&lt;br /&gt;but i noe i will still get a person who will treasure and love me..&lt;br /&gt;no matter how long it will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the person is definitely not him... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114838384224798073?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114838384224798073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114838384224798073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114838384224798073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114838384224798073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-think-ive-seen-things-thru.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114828640566618278</id><published>2006-05-22T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T16:26:45.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thought i would have a good nite sleep yesterday after so long...&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt..&lt;br /&gt;i rather i have a no-dream sleep..&lt;br /&gt;at least i wont feel so terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so insecure..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should nt expect too much,&lt;br /&gt;in tt way, maybe i will feel much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's hard...&lt;br /&gt;maybe im juz too used to it..&lt;br /&gt;i have to gradually let go..&lt;br /&gt;once i dun care so much,&lt;br /&gt;worries and troubles will go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, dun ask me wat are we now...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno and dun even wan to think...&lt;br /&gt;take it as we are a pair of dating frends..&lt;br /&gt;with no questions to each other love life..&lt;br /&gt;or rather say, i cant ask..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever it is,&lt;br /&gt;i juz dun wan to get bothered with those stuffs now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one yr down the road,&lt;br /&gt;there will onli be 3 possibilities,&lt;br /&gt;a happy single me, a gal with a new guy or get back with him..&lt;br /&gt;i hope no matter wat outcome,&lt;br /&gt;i will be happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i juz hate this kinda of passing phase where my life juz totally sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114828640566618278?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114828640566618278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114828640566618278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114828640566618278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114828640566618278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/thought-i-would-have-good-nite-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114822941267987738</id><published>2006-05-22T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T01:21:39.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno wat im doing is right/wrong...&lt;br /&gt;i dun even noe wat im doing..&lt;br /&gt;but i guess my mum think its wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i dun even noe myself anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat i wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too tired to hate anyone..&lt;br /&gt;too timid to love anyone anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im scared i made the wrong decision,&lt;br /&gt;tt will make me regret in the future..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will even kill myself for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe all i can do is juz be the way it is now..&lt;br /&gt;time will show...&lt;br /&gt;whether my decision is right/wrong..&lt;br /&gt;i give myself one year..&lt;br /&gt;till the time i graduate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder by then, wat will life be for me?&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will be a perfectly great life for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, if possible, i would like to undergo a memory-take-away operation...&lt;br /&gt;take away those unwanted memories..&lt;br /&gt;if laboratories are looking for volunteers,&lt;br /&gt;can i be the first to do it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;till then, i dun wanna give a damn abt all those irritating thoughts and issues again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*god, i already suffered so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so please give me a better future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i will appreciate that*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114822941267987738?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114822941267987738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114822941267987738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114822941267987738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114822941267987738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-dunno-wat-im-doing-is-rightwrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114814207606102978</id><published>2006-05-21T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:21:16.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought i will be fine..&lt;br /&gt;but juz a nv reply from you actually makes me feel pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will cry myself to bed to sleep for the first few nites after tml...&lt;br /&gt;and soon, i hope i will be alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time will fade feelings..&lt;br /&gt;hope by then my smile to u will juz be like a smile to a long-lost friend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114814207606102978?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114814207606102978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114814207606102978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114814207606102978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114814207606102978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-thought-i-will-be-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114812621454165624</id><published>2006-05-20T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T19:56:54.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've packed up all those stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;it made a big bag..&lt;br /&gt;juz like i have a big bag of memories of us too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried all i can...&lt;br /&gt;had the last nap with those stuffs around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never get well&lt;br /&gt;till i let myself go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice would it be if everything can juz be as good as before...&lt;br /&gt;but i noe it wont be...&lt;br /&gt;cos i see reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*let myself go*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114812621454165624?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114812621454165624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114812621454165624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114812621454165624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114812621454165624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-packed-up-all-those-stuffs.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114811005420362586</id><published>2006-05-20T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T15:27:34.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, i cried out alone in my room.. like nobody business...&lt;br /&gt;yes, i did feel better after tt...&lt;br /&gt;but one bad thing i discovered, i think im still clinging on to it..&lt;br /&gt;oh god, wat to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a fucked up life...&lt;br /&gt;cant it juz be normal! im getting tired and sick of this...&lt;br /&gt;y are u so unfair to me?&lt;br /&gt;ppl lifes are perfectly alrite..&lt;br /&gt;unlike mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my request is very simple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;juz give me a simple life with everything back to normal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;juz like wat it was supposed to be this two years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;take it as a beg from me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114811005420362586?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114811005420362586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114811005420362586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114811005420362586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114811005420362586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally-i-cried-out-alone-in-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114805503504915458</id><published>2006-05-19T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T00:10:35.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>having such a shitty feeling now..&lt;br /&gt;its like y things can juz keep happening one after another??&lt;br /&gt;izzit juz a coincidence or god is putting me thru a trial juz to test how strong i can be?&lt;br /&gt;first breakup thingy, nxt friendship thingy, and now my foolish bro!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean y a 14 yr old guy cant juz think of outcomes before doing things?&lt;br /&gt;today was the first time he let me experienced the fear of being alone...&lt;br /&gt;i was alone, frantically searching while crying..&lt;br /&gt;out alone..&lt;br /&gt;no one was there to help me.. not even him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from tt moment, i realised i can depend on noone, except myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y ppl changes? cant things juz be the same?&lt;br /&gt;argh, forget it.. i can nv understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even care for myself now, wat for think abt others?&lt;br /&gt;maybe manda's right, i muz stop linking everything to him??&lt;br /&gt;haha.. but hey! im jocelyn! i will be fine...&lt;br /&gt;dun need to worry i cant forget him or watsoever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im looking forward to sunday zoo trip.. hope everything will be fun though i need to leave early... woohoo!!! quoted from FM and CP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya.. im fucking tired.. but cant get to slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*god, cant u juz give me a better and simple life??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;another blow, and tts it... im gone...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114805503504915458?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114805503504915458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114805503504915458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114805503504915458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114805503504915458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/having-such-shitty-feeling-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114796614765159663</id><published>2006-05-18T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T23:29:07.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i juz need some encouragement from frends...&lt;br /&gt;my life is juz driving me nuts..&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can get some understanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the first time i cried infront of my frend over this issue..&lt;br /&gt;Siping wanted to buy me this doll to cheer me up..&lt;br /&gt;I was touched.. cos she was the onli one who did tt...&lt;br /&gt;but well, i stopped her...&lt;br /&gt;however, having the thought was good enough... i really appreciate for tt anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now trying to solve some unhappiness...&lt;br /&gt;and glad its settled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its really time for me to get everything in my life back settled and done with...&lt;br /&gt;i almost lose them...&lt;br /&gt;luckily we opened up now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*i feel better now.. at least i dun feel tt alone anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and gals, im sry for the past and recent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;glad for the forgiveness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;god, thank you for blessing me with them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and may i be fine soon with them around me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114796614765159663?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114796614765159663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114796614765159663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114796614765159663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114796614765159663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-juz-need-some-encouragement-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114789080502104227</id><published>2006-05-18T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T02:33:25.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a msn chat with wenna...&lt;br /&gt;im glad i did tt anyway...&lt;br /&gt;it was relaxing talking to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she make me understand things slowly..&lt;br /&gt;at least im nt so clueless on my nxt steps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i should take things slowly..&lt;br /&gt;juz dun contact him till he does..&lt;br /&gt;for the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, there may be temptations..&lt;br /&gt;but i muz learn to resist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i muz be strong for everyone and my own sake..&lt;br /&gt;at least maintain my health status..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most important thing for me to do now is to: get quality sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think my stomach's growling after all this crying... and i didnt finish my plain bowl of rice juz now either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, this is affecting me adversely and i should not let it continue anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i shall get myself a cup of milk before i sleep.. and calm me down..&lt;br /&gt;no more traumatising..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall find a day to date both wenna &amp; theresa out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*anyway, lots of thanks to wenna.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;though we may not be close, but u were there when i needed someone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;u make a great frend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and i love you so*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114789080502104227?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114789080502104227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114789080502104227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114789080502104227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114789080502104227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/had-msn-chat-with-wenna.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114785905779089002</id><published>2006-05-17T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T17:45:06.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chatted with victor on phone till 5am this morning..&lt;br /&gt;he didnt get a wink of slp and had to leave for sch..&lt;br /&gt;was pretty sorry abt tt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, we talked abt those past moments...&lt;br /&gt;lots of things..&lt;br /&gt;ppl may think im badmouthing abt "him"&lt;br /&gt;but to me, im juz shocked by how human can change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this issue has been bothering me this two nites ever since tt conversation..&lt;br /&gt;those words totally slap me awake...&lt;br /&gt;its saddening, its frightening...&lt;br /&gt;but i cant deny, its juz a fact tt those words came out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i told vic how i regret i made a rush decision in tt relationship tt soon at tt time..&lt;br /&gt;but juz like wat syah asked me, if there was a chance for me to change back anything, wat would it be?&lt;br /&gt;wat first came to my thought was tt, should i change back time tt this breakup didnt happen and everything was fine?&lt;br /&gt;if it was before the conversation, tt would be my ans..&lt;br /&gt;but now.. no, i would not change anything.. juz take it as a lesson learnt.. cos reality pushed me back.. if he really wan to change, no matter how time turns back, it juz will happen..&lt;br /&gt;at least it happens now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im nt yet over.. it takes time.. but at least i wont dare have the hope anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i may be timid.. but i dare not take up this relationship again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really hate him for tt change... tt thought... cos it juz revealed a mistake i made.. a selfish guy i was all along for this 2 yrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bothering me: izzit i dun understand him all this 2 yrs? or juz tt his thinking changed?&lt;br /&gt;either one's ans is juz as frightening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said i wan to hear the truth but cant accept it...&lt;br /&gt;but those words is not any person would accept it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder the past him was juz a fake one or?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his words already is no longer trustable to me..&lt;br /&gt;this two nite i have been having nightmares...&lt;br /&gt;i keep imagining this scenario where i see him getting touchy and flirting with other gals..&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel digusted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now how i wish those feelings i still had for him can juz fly away like a gush of wind...&lt;br /&gt;y am i still liking this kind of guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*god, juz let me go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i really feel suffocated under this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i really dunno wat to do*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114785905779089002?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114785905779089002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114785905779089002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114785905779089002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114785905779089002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/chatted-with-victor-on-phone-till-5am.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114771353161601112</id><published>2006-05-16T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T01:18:52.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gosh! y had i fallen with such a guy in the first place!!! izzit surroundings change thinkings or its juz tt the thinking was there all along???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those words and sentences are like juz repeating in my mind... i pray no victim would fall under this if tt happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made me sad, he wanna make another one as well??&lt;br /&gt;tts totally unbelievable...&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat, having the thought was already WRONG in the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, i still cant accept the fact tt those words juz came out from the mouth... am i hearing things??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. at least now i feel much better... after knowing tts how he thinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i did feel a bit turned off and disgusted by tt sentences of words... thought when you reach 20, thinking should be more mature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, im really fainting.... ARGH... yyyyyyy???? i fallen for the wrong guy or wat? damn freaked out.. and i guess i totally expressed it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really unbelievable.. first time i had this thought in this period.. phew.. glad we ended early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think the sis oso wont believe it ba.. faint faint faint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i think this sun im still meeting him up to give him back those things? and ya.. if possible, get rid of tt thought from him.. its hurting ppl.. im saving lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this conversation, those hopes totally flew away.. gone like wind man...  nono, im nt looking forward to a getback anymore..  but i still need time to adjust myself and life ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think gonna tell my bro abt this tml.. freak him out tml.. haha... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, yucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*god, u cheated me... thought i fell for somebody worthy.. who noes the words come out like dashed my dreams completely.. and YES, I WANNA GET OVER THIS ASAP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;its simply frightening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114771353161601112?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114771353161601112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114771353161601112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114771353161601112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114771353161601112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-gosh-y-had-i-fallen-with-such-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114762411427054572</id><published>2006-05-15T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T00:28:34.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i gave her a name: Crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds so classy... and she's damn lazy...&lt;br /&gt;changed a new house for her...it costs 18 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;mum bought it..&lt;br /&gt;tts her money anyway.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml going to manda house for projects and tutorials..&lt;br /&gt;ya..so much to do juz after 2 wks sch restart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep myself busy..&lt;br /&gt;but im lazy..&lt;br /&gt;juz like my Crystal.. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114762411427054572?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114762411427054572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114762411427054572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114762411427054572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114762411427054572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-gave-her-name-crystal-sounds-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114710571807944160</id><published>2006-05-08T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:28:38.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/HamStIe.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/HamStIe.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my new family member.. nt yet give a name for it..&lt;br /&gt;but i love it..&lt;br /&gt;bro says it takes after me..&lt;br /&gt;cos both like to sleep alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, maybe i can consider sleeping with it nxt time.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this big red patch on my neck since i woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;think it's rashes...&lt;br /&gt;if it doesnt get better tml, guess im gonna see the doc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*y not-so-good stuffs often happen on me?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114710571807944160?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114710571807944160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114710571807944160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114710571807944160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114710571807944160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-my-new-family-member.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114702638912168293</id><published>2006-05-08T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T02:26:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to bed now...&lt;br /&gt;been attracted to this song "Waiting for you" by Hu Yan Bing...&lt;br /&gt;the mv was nt bad too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been going out this few days..&lt;br /&gt;juz keep myself within my house area tml then..&lt;br /&gt;maybe do a few tutorials here and there...&lt;br /&gt;IF im nt lazy&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*I've been yearning for a guy whom I love and he loves me, to tap me to sleep every night*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114702638912168293?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114702638912168293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114702638912168293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114702638912168293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114702638912168293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/going-to-bed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114693119297992923</id><published>2006-05-06T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:59:53.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S DAD BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;juz celebrated it with a cake..&lt;br /&gt;but guess they are more interested in the voting show now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went to get my hair today...&lt;br /&gt;the outcome was quite good!&lt;br /&gt;today's a great day... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/DaD%27S%20cAkE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/DaD%27S%20cAkE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;guess the age... happy birthday, dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/wIsHeS%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/wIsHeS%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;make a wish not a fish.... =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/A%20sHaRe%20Of%20CaKe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/A%20sHaRe%20Of%20CaKe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and now its time for a share of the cake!!! =D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/mE%20iN%20nEw%20CurLs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/mE%20iN%20nEw%20CurLs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my new curls... hope it will maintain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/TwIn%20In%20MiRrOr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/TwIn%20In%20MiRrOr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my twin???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/sMiLeYs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/sMiLeYs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;close up!!!! hope it wont scare ppl off.. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114693119297992923?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114693119297992923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114693119297992923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114693119297992923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114693119297992923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-dad-birthday-juz-celebrated-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114685622863965099</id><published>2006-05-06T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T03:10:28.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had sakae dinner with karen, ee wei, rong yi and my lover Lay Leng...&lt;br /&gt;everything was so nice... and ya the dinner costs $124.03 after deduction... and karen pay it all..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad karen had to leave early.. go home accompany her son, Max..&lt;br /&gt;and the 4 of us went to take neoprints!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's sooooooo nice and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Cute%20babes.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Cute%20babes.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;cute babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Do-Re-Me-Fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Do-Re-Me-Fa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;do-re-mi-fa.. where's the "so"??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Frens%20for%20life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Frens%20for%20life.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we are the spotlights... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Happy%20Colleagues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Happy%20Colleagues.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;LOL! look at our " da tou" Rong Yi... she hate this pic alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Love%20affair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Love%20affair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;a lovey-dovey couple... and 2 big light bulb!! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/MMI%20Babes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/MMI%20Babes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;roses... and rong yi look seductive here... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Monkeys.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;smilesss!! two climbing monkeys behind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Pretty%20ladies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Pretty%20ladies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;purplessss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Queenies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Queenies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;all the crowns on the QUEENS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Say%20cheese%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Say%20cheese%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we are young &amp; youthful!! so sunshine feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/Seaside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/Seaside.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;do you have "beachy" feeling???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the below is taken from our gathering at "bedok 85 market"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;our leftovers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;evidence of SOME food we ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i miss it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;doesnt it look juz so tempting???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3054.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;before make-up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;after make-up: so pretty &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;(the "blusher" nice ba??)&lt;/span&gt; =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;curly hair on top and a sad face.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;give it a piper and it look diff!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;guess it like to smoke??&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/8584400-114685622863965099?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114685622863965099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114685622863965099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114685622863965099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114685622863965099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/had-sakae-dinner-with-karen-ee-wei.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114675996821452740</id><published>2006-05-04T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T00:26:08.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPP pics &amp; Buffet</title><content type='html'>had sushi buffet yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;eat till i burst..&lt;br /&gt;it lasted me till this morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, i finally got the pics from Ee Wei..&lt;br /&gt;i proudly present those pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3064.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3064.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;this is where i always get my water from everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3065.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the tek tarik and milo is nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;our "souveneirs" for our "descendants"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;see those files at the right and left?? tts my hard work!! and yes, it is my workdesk...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;(if u see carefully, there's a msn windows there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3074.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;let me present to u:- our pretty receptionist, Annie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;(well, her job is real tough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3075.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3075.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;this 3 alphabets make me travel 1 hr every morning and evening for the past 2.5 mths  =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3078.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my "young" supervisor... she definitely dun look like her actual age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;guess how much izzit? Ans: 5 figure sum... buy me with tt money would be more worth it? at least i talk.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3084.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we are smiling so happily, yet rongyi and lay leng have a forced smile.. cos they still gonna suffer there!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;wat happen? all look so chao ta... esp annie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the culprit who always dismantle computers... our IT guy and ya, he was wearing this couple polo tee with rongyi on tt day! hope the gf wont slap rongyi... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;See! Im working diligently!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;can we be considered as babes of the HR &amp; FIN dept??? too bad annie's nt ard... anyway, it was voted the Best Picture of the Day! congrats!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i think this is the best grp pic... FIN &amp; HR dept!!! hooray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3095.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;everyone has black eyerings! and ya, spotted one more person in here?? tts rachel! (i hope she gives my pay in time this mth...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3096.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i think i smiled till my face cramped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3097.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the cheeky side of us.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3099.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;izzit very tired to take photo with me??? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;a formal one first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3103.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;a mischevious one! *giggles* i look slim here.. =D    and let me intro my les partner-Lay Leng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;she's the second who holds my waist??? she muz feel honoured... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we should sing the hokkien song "one small umbrella" =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/1600/IMG_3111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5406/589/320/IMG_3111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;our "pole-dancer"... in the lift *faint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114675996821452740?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114675996821452740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114675996821452740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114675996821452740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114675996821452740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/ipp-pics-buffet.html' title='IPP pics &amp; Buffet'/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584400.post-114659270500806080</id><published>2006-05-03T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:58:25.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, first day of sch today...&lt;br /&gt;and tml no sch again.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for sushi buffet tml!!!&lt;br /&gt;and again on fri..&lt;br /&gt;oh my, i gonna gain fat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz rush finish my report and im eating now...&lt;br /&gt;too hungry from all the work.. wat to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a load off my mind&lt;br /&gt;finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, and now i need to clear the other matters before I really settle down for studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shi ying definition of late: 10pm onwards&lt;br /&gt;my definition of late: 3am onwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats wrong with my perception?? shi ying scold me siao for tt....&lt;br /&gt;wat a frend... haha... =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8584400-114659270500806080?l=q-mo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/feeds/114659270500806080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8584400&amp;postID=114659270500806080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114659270500806080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584400/posts/default/114659270500806080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://q-mo.blogspot.com/2006/05/yes-first-day-of-sch-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Finky-Wawa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09133231601187206347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
