tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60864372011-04-22T05:55:10.755+08:00this is hard as it gets, coz im gettin tired of pretendin im toughThe.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.comBlogger7011100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-24871246075592049992007-03-11T08:22:00.000+08:002007-03-11T08:31:30.887+08:00

the boo just got a call. the stupid warrant god knows wad jus called him up... and told him tt he has to report back to camp to do god knows wad duty until tmr.duno wad stupid fire somethin duty. stay in a rm jus in case fire breaks out. wtf?great.it's his birthday today and they have to pull him in.n wads worse is tt the boo didnt noe abt it until now and the bastard threatened to charge the boo

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-52077494144029562332007-03-10T01:14:00.000+08:002007-03-10T01:26:39.979+08:00

u have no idea how much i appreciate ur help... ur support... and the strength tt uve mustered up... all for me. i noe tt ive been superbly difficult to deal with since sch started. and now tt it's endin, im still no better. i promise u tt things will change. that it wld turn for the better... and tt i dont get accepted into any unis so u wont suffer another round of i duno... 3-4 yrs of me

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-29605198748174676282007-03-09T20:20:00.000+08:002007-03-09T20:24:24.944+08:00

we're gona have a quake battle later. lalala. been releasing my stress/tension (tension... aaah...) by playin against the boo... kept dyin la as usual. i suck in FPS games, really. angieeeeeeeeee u had better join our server later. pppfft.k boo, now i thank u for psychoing me to get a kickass laptop. MUAH.

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-70813660202316712472007-03-09T18:26:00.000+08:002007-03-09T18:41:36.289+08:00

like finally, i got my coursework grade for media law. so now im relieved. im a lot happier coz it all boils down to whether or not i pass my god damned exams for ALL the subjects. either way i dont care... coz if i dont pass the exams, i still have a shot at the supp papers. (sob. wld be the first time for supp)HA! so now, ame is gona relax and party on (full force) till i get my results on the

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-28734305160660951692007-03-09T09:02:00.000+08:002007-03-09T09:09:47.106+08:00

difficult difficult times yet again. was watchin tv last nite and they had tt Navy commercial thing... the "what if your life was a movie" shit.fuck movies. mine wld be a bloody soap opera. it's funny how i got so amused by Days Of Our Lives back then and how ironic it wld be lk to hav to go thru problem after problem. and then i realise tt it's not so funny when u go thru it urself. ha.duh.im at

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-57241337847015555722007-03-06T21:39:00.000+08:002007-03-06T21:50:18.781+08:00

u know it when theres NOTHING to report on coz...they ask u to send FOTOS and videos of the earthquake over to them.firstly, what the hell is the purpose of taking a STILL IMAGE of the tremors of an earthquake? secondly, why on earth are they making a big hoo haa abt tremors tt didnt cause a single bloody damage to the country? (wch i didnt feel btw)thirdly, why on earth do they pick such stupid

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-62167508651006965082007-03-06T16:27:00.000+08:002007-03-06T16:29:47.503+08:00

You Are An ENFPThe InspirerYou love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-31154808242969881782007-03-06T10:25:00.000+08:002007-03-06T10:26:29.758+08:00

heh heh PS3.... Heh Heh... is here... Heh Heh... shld i... or shldnt i?

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-58663323317234856682007-03-06T08:53:00.000+08:002007-03-06T09:47:40.329+08:00

all tt ive been thinking abt... "wch airlines eh?" "i want to go back to london..." "no wait i want to go KL" "but kan, i want to go bangkok to shop" "eh waittttttt... hongkong better" "k la might as well i go book a rm at scarlet hotel n pamper myself there" "alaaaaaaaaaaa i want to go shoppin" "but thailand not safe la" "eh but KL's not safe either" "ok wait... i need more money"i feel lk

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-68620082323911753682007-03-05T21:00:00.000+08:002007-03-05T22:17:55.614+08:00

after more than a week of severe pmsing,vulgar verbal diarrhoea and baldi-fulls of tears, i think i've resolved most of what's bothering me. thank u for tt hug... for lettin me cuddle up like a lil girl in ur arms... for lettin me bury my head into ur chest... coz somehow...all tt... reinforced/reminded me of all the reasons as to why no one ever managed to split us up. we've been thru so much tt

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-81391833996164079742007-03-03T12:22:00.000+08:002007-03-03T12:59:58.000+08:00

sometimes u gota do wadever it takes to make urself happy. and i think tt it's about time i did just that. i think ive sacrificed much of my happiness already.mother used to tell me that ud have to stay with ur partner in order to noe the real hell ud hav to go thru with their family.eh trust me. i didnt have to physically bind myself to the bed of a partner to realise all tt. in fact i got

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-19095742609556624692007-03-02T08:37:00.000+08:002007-03-02T09:33:15.213+08:00

at long last the exams have ended. and now i wait in anticipation to sit for my supp papers. and this wld be the first tt i ever did. and hopefully the last. hur.when u have a long time to think abt things, u learn to realise a few things uve never seen before... duh. basically i meant tt i got to see the bigger picture of things and i dare say tt ive never actually managed to take a step back to

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-16820676110879658442007-02-28T20:14:00.000+08:002007-02-28T20:17:19.319+08:00

oh who am i kidding...im jus away thruout my exam period. wch ends tmr. if fucked up my previous papers. and im fuckin up the one for tmr. yay. fuck law. fuck everythin else. what i dont noe cant hurt me. right?

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-57654338555308124872007-02-25T07:39:00.000+08:002007-02-25T09:28:15.634+08:00

due to a sudden turn of events, TheMissus will cease bloggin.i cant pretend tt im fine.u listen to this song, and tell me ur answer.I thought the world of youI thought nothing could go wrong But I was wrong, I was wrong If you, if you could get by Trying not to lie Things wouldn't be so confused And I wouldn't feel so used But you always really knew I just want to be with you And I'm in so deep

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-14936057371641040772007-02-24T19:47:00.000+08:002007-02-24T19:49:14.313+08:00

and then the heart jus breaks.

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-86335326481465717072007-02-24T11:06:00.000+08:002007-02-24T11:21:32.334+08:00

im tired of lame excuses.IM SORRY tt im paralysed. SORRY tt for a total of 7 weeks, i have to be in cast. IM FUCKIN SORRY LA KAN TT IM IN A FUCKIN WHEELCHAIR, TT IM A FUCKIN CRIPPLED PIECE OF SHIT. APPARENTLY MY BONE DECIDED TO CRACK WHEN I FELL DOWN THE OTHER TIME AND REFUSES TO HEAL. YA "JUST A CRACK". SURE TRY GETTIN ONE AT UR FUCKIN ANKLE AND U TELL ME WHETHER IT FUCKIN HURTS EVERYTIME U

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-72622260597084337332007-02-23T20:41:00.000+08:002007-02-23T21:14:58.789+08:00

if theres one thing tt i hate the most, it wld have to be when ppl preach and try their very best to "switch" me over to the good side just becoz im apparently "a wild child". since when, i have no idea. just becoz i made a few (ok fine a whole lot) bad choices in life, Wild Child gets plastered onto my forehead?? hello i dont go clubbin. i dont wear skimpy outfits. i didnt run off to live with

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-58078877387755556192007-02-23T08:10:00.000+08:002008-12-11T20:17:37.069+08:00

ive made a decision...and that is not to apply for any unis in singapore. it's not tt i wasnt informed of when the "signing up" started or the fact tt it might hav ended alreadi. heck, i had an alarm clock to remind me.it's just tt... reading entries from all my close friends, i just... i duno... i seriously doubt my abilities to cope. im not sure what i wanna do after this.what i do noe is tt i

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-77092135838661484892007-02-22T11:30:00.000+08:002007-02-22T11:38:40.722+08:00

this entry is dedicated to all those who took time off from their very busy schedules to visit me... boo, u dont have a dedicated "section" coz no amt of thank yous wld be sufficient to express my gratitude for everythin tt uve done and tahan-ed for the past month. =) i'll thank u (in the onli way i noe how) once u book out okie? muahahahahha. =P to the others mentioned below... im so sorry that

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-87900860296187961092007-02-21T12:00:00.000+08:002007-02-21T12:07:25.007+08:00

becoz the boo's birthday is comin and i sadly dont have much cash to buy him presents coz the things tt he wants are wayyy out of my budget... (well i got 2000 dollar present tt u wanted *constipated smile to the boo*) ... id be cookin a 3 course dinner or lunch for him. why not 7-course or somethin? coz yea... im on a budget. so shush.3 course dinner wch includes appetizers (or salad?), main

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-44576949318472976022007-02-21T08:31:00.000+08:002007-02-21T09:04:11.016+08:00

the ankle's been hurting again... i cant seem to pinpoint the cause of it all... or rather wad aggravates it but i guess we'd soon find out this friday.u noe tt ure bored when u start comparin urself (and ur wheelchair) to a car...Nenek often calls my wheelchair, "kereta" (aka car). wch makes me laugh la actually coz i cracked up an insanely lame joke with the boo.i think what's pathetic is that

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-52335590255350954672007-02-20T09:51:00.000+08:002007-02-20T10:18:28.817+08:00

of all the people whom i really dont understand, britney has to be the most complicated yet.up till now, i dont get her "pantyless" nightlife. god noes i tried. i tried the goin pantyless thing for one night and didnt understand the entire thrill of it all. maybe wads missin is me in a skimpy mini dress and spreading my legs wide open when im enterin/leaving the car for the paparazzi to snap

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-13206994803708311242007-02-19T21:17:00.000+08:002007-02-19T22:16:11.944+08:00

it's days like these tt i love.it's days like these tt i want to have for the rest of my life. make tt, our lives.i love u. and u noe tt. =) *hugs*i just wish tt we cld have more of these days... more of u, more of me, together with no worries.but i guess tts just too much to ask for right now.im waitin for the day we both finally exchange our rings. coz then, i will never feel alone again.coz

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-49633775266407987962007-02-19T10:59:00.000+08:002007-02-19T11:33:31.933+08:00

yday was spent stoning over at the chinese side for over 7 hours on the sofa.as expected, i got more than i thot i wld, obviously due to my being handicapped.grandmama was lecturing mother non-stop... on how she wasnt takin care of me proper... why didnt the doctor give me injections instead of painkillers blablabla. hur. i love her.ive alwaes loved the way she pampered me and as much as i hated

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-68539769238255193992007-02-17T09:38:00.000+08:002007-02-17T09:59:23.221+08:00

hooked to tt darn Diddyf.Nicole song. no thanks to Tyrashow and Ellen. i have officially scraped the skin off my leg. i cldnt help it la really. i just HAD to stick a metal ruler down my cast. it's so fuckin itchy and to date, my right leg hasnt showered in 3 weeks. surprisingly it smells ok ahahahha. lets just wait till the nurse opens the cast of course. bloody short entry here i noe. but i

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-65568954512114749632007-02-15T08:24:00.000+08:002007-02-15T08:43:23.812+08:00

caught the Dance Floor yesterday. bloody sad la tt show...1) Supershort boy actually looked "cute" coz he has a lil boy smile (plus face plus body plus height) wonder wad else is "super short" haha.2) Jewelry - wads with that group man? no energy to dance, too skinny.3) The First Group- ok the mask thing is totally overrated already.4) The Second Group - their neck macam nak snap off can? n i

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-80213636855262194482007-02-13T09:50:00.000+08:002008-12-11T20:17:37.314+08:00

how is it possible tt my hair turns out that curly everytime i wake up? and it alwaes turns out straighter as the day wears on. (id love for it to stay tt way thruout)how apt... one in hospital and the other paralysed.totally meant for each other dont u think?"when one sick, the other pun sick" (quote frm LintZ)tts how things have been since we both got together. haha.i swear if the boo cld

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-20568545264022671622007-02-12T10:19:00.000+08:002007-02-11T17:52:25.706+08:00

scared out of my wits coz my toes are purple and i cant feel them.i shld seriously stop gettin myself injured when im alreadi injured. im not lookin forward to goin under the knife coz im fuckin scared of stitches and people taking them out. i had my share of stitches when i was a lil kid. all thanks to my sis for trippin me at my aunt's and now i have a bloody scar under my chin.omg scars.i dont

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-78550046282063053892007-02-11T09:07:00.000+08:002007-02-11T09:30:24.888+08:00

im here to declare that i have the best boyfriend ever. (also coz he insisted tt i credited him on me blog abt this) HAHA.a bf who insists on bringin me out on his pay day despite my disabilities.painkillers + wheelchair + mrt + cabstts how we went about havin our lil fun after bein cooped up at home for 2 weeks.havin the bf take apart the wheelchair whenever we took a cab... havin him push me up

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-48297313015924386712007-02-09T21:19:00.001+08:002008-12-11T20:17:37.336+08:00

this says it all doesnt it?if it doesnt get better in a few weeks, (next appt is exactly 2 weeks frm now), id have to go under the knife. argh.thanks su for visiting again yday. =) *hugs*

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1170811272341913392007-02-07T09:03:00.000+08:002007-02-07T09:21:12.366+08:00

i cant believe they did tt - it's so bloody selfish of them... theres so many things tt id like to rant abt right now but of course given tt there are certain unwanted readers, id jus shut me mouth off. im jus so darn annoyed tt i swear it's amazing. the pain in my foot is gettin worse. a lot worse. n i havent been able to sleep proper the past few days. so if anione decides to annoy me in the

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1170602413362148592007-02-04T22:14:00.000+08:002007-02-04T23:20:13.396+08:00

ok it finally dawned on me tt i wont be seein zal again till december. f im slow. im upset tt the boo hasnt ooc-ed. i seriously dont noe wads keepin them. besides the fact tt the course (*insert-here*duno-wad-chibai-rank-she-is) is in her own world, like some people *looks at some ppl leavin in simei, bedok and on the other side of pasir ris*...., she is rather bitchy... it's just annoyin tt

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1170590647763785522007-02-04T19:49:00.000+08:002007-02-04T20:04:07.786+08:00

i onli slept at ard 9 this morning.. spent the entire night doin 15 ads for the amm stuff. glad to noe tt jon approved of it haha. =) hopefully we'd spoil market this monday ya? haha. as a result of the immense amt of work, i cldnt send zal off to the aiport, or even roll myself downstairs to see him.feel so bloody bad la coz hed onli be back in december and i miss him alreadi. as promised, i

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1170416660720717592007-02-02T19:42:00.000+08:002007-02-02T19:44:20.743+08:00

ure fuckin lucky tt im in a fuckin wheelchair or else id have swung my crutches right into ur face a million times. im fuckin angry and im still upset even tho jon moo and crystal were tellin me not to. im fuckin fuckin mad to the point where i cant cry. CHIBAI.

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1170213267985211402007-01-31T11:07:00.000+08:002007-01-31T11:14:28.043+08:00

the boo and i checked out the marriage course details.so far we're kinda eyeing on the december course so tt we'd have time to save up for it.why the fuck do we hav to pay for a fuckin marriage course, i have no idea. 130 bucks per person for a 2 day course frm 9-6. i have a feelin tt the woman might hav given me the wrong information. 2 days onli?? and 130 bucks for it??? wth.validity period for

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1170203747615038412007-01-31T08:05:00.000+08:002007-01-31T08:35:47.643+08:00

i think it's getting a lil more annoyin as time goes by... im irritated by the cast since i cant scratch at ALL. sticking paintbrushes down my cast doesnt work coz it tickles the crap out of me. im havin a fever now, sigh.ive been whining non-stop since saturday nite. n i thank everyone who actually bothered to answer my call/sms/msg and entertained me all the way.im still waitin for my care

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1170165300724915752007-01-30T21:46:00.000+08:002007-01-30T21:55:00.753+08:00

thank u suuuuuuuuu for the yong tau foo. now i have stuff to eat for lunch tmr, esp since mother wont be home till late afternoon. =)hehe. love u laaaaaaaaaaaaa. so nice of u to come all the way here frm hall, and land up goin all the way back there again tonite. heeeeh. so nice of u laaaaaaaaa.i luv u ppl man. i hope tt u dont find my family THAT dysfunctional. especially since u noe... all tt

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1170084433305761262007-01-29T23:23:00.000+08:002007-01-29T23:27:13.336+08:00

i wanna thank the greatest sweethearts ever... brader and his luvly gf, otherwise known as my sis, syima.thank u so much for settin aside some time to visit me =) and thank u for the box of chocolates!!!!!ala i luv u both so much laaaaaaa. sigh. when free, come again eh? i have 2 weeks to burn hahaha. la di da. i luv u both i luv u both. lalalalala. and thank u to my dearest boo for bein by my

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1169999366644829542007-01-28T23:46:00.000+08:002007-01-28T23:49:26.673+08:00

sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.i cant sit infrnt of the computer. but the boo managed to install the modem onto the lappie. =) thank u yangggg. this sucks i swear. 2 weeks out of sch. my butt aches.

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1169856711186983652007-01-27T07:57:00.000+08:002007-01-27T08:11:51.223+08:00

FINALLY. we've all agreed on a logo for the beer. fuck care la if it resembles other logos. at least we came up with something haha. jon came up with a rather brilliant idea for the campaign. now we're just waitin for the rest to approve of the idea so we can take shots. =Dim rather excited abt our campaign coz it seems lk as if it's goin on rather smoothly. for amm i mean. and i jus need to say

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1169767949991423452007-01-26T07:23:00.000+08:002007-01-26T07:32:30.046+08:00

sometimes i think i sound utterly childish but when i read that horseface's blog, it never fails to make me feel a whole lot better.it's amazing how ppl older than me, try their very best to sound all young again. i noe id regret sayin this but i cant wait to turn 21. onli coz i can marry without parental consent hardiharhar. i realised tt i have NO problems wadsoever in lookin forward and bein

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1169684450431192292007-01-25T08:08:00.000+08:002007-01-25T08:20:50.456+08:00

i finally managed to smile last nite and laugh whole-heartedly while pokin fun at the ideas bhavna and i were trashing out. well, to be exact, the ones she came up with and i inserted a bit of comments here and there. bloody smart ass la tt girl. tsk.the objective of this entry is actually to thank everyone for their support... their smses, calls, tags, emails and watnot... for checkin up on me

The.Missushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08100100925321245331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6086437.post-1169645814051514982007-01-24T21:35:00.000+08:002007-01-24T21:36:54.086+08:00

thank god for makin man smart and for creatin the air-con.it's so god damned panas.my appetite hasnt improved. n my nose bled after i hit myself against the towel bar in the toilet.dont ask.

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u noe sometimes i think tt ive been strugglin to smile too much this month. and yday, was the day tt everythin seemed too much for me.i didnt have meals the entire of yday - no breakfast, no lunch, no dinner. tho i did take 3 scoops of hor fun and one small piece of roti jon. n tt was it. i had no appetite. lk i told the boo, im too stressed and upset to even eat.and everyone noes i actually

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bhavna and i are finally done with our designs for amm. tt is, the first cut of it all of course.now im searchin for tutorials for my web... so many effects tt id love to add on but none tt i can figure out without tutorials. starin at the animations over and over doesnt help coz i cant bloody slow down the speed or pause it so i can figure out how the heck to do it in slow-mo using my lame logic

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i miss london... such pretty sights. =(

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stress + pms + high-time-annoying-bastards isnt really tt good of a mix.im still stupid/silly frm all the stress. really. Exampleame: humpty dumpty went to the market...sab: SAT on the wall!!ame: eh? then who went to the market?sab: 3 little pigs laaaa!!!ame: eh... humpty dumpty went to the market... humpty dumpty stayed at hm... ah ya it's the pigs.=ame being stupid=harhar.

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when im stressed... coz i:1) puke in the mornin at the bus stop after runnin down the overhead bridge at my place to go after a bus wch left me stranded aniwae since the driver was an ass.2) manage to fall while going UP the overhead bridge at TP earli in the mornin coz i was 15 mins late for class.3) actually "jeling-ed"/"tiao-ed" the fuckin pervert of a pakcik at TP who oggles at girls all the

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the fact tt i decided to be one of those mats and minahs today, scared me.well no, not the dressing, not the attitude wise, but the "i'll-blast-my-music-out-loud-coz-im-fuckin-deaf-and-im-tryin-to-make-my-point-here-so-stop-starin-at-me-before-i-kick-ur-ass-or-jus-dun-sit-near-me-coz-u-stink-and-occupy-all-my-space" wise.so yeah despite bein nicely dressed in smart casual, i decided to be a bitch

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i hate that ure goin back to camp tonite coz i wanna spend more =) times with u. and u noe wat? im lookin forward for THE event of the yr to happen. i love wads happenin to us rite now. who wld have thot tt we'd still be together after two years? heh. =) im glad u did wad u did in 2004. and i still think tt our silly promise to each other back then was hilarious.

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ive been liberated in two very different ways.1) ive been goin on a shittin rampage frm last nite ever since i consumed tt stupid cold piece of Quiche Lorraine. chibai. my arse hurts so bad. almost feels lk as if someone fucked my ass all night long.2) i no longer have super heavy essays due since we've cleared up most of the shitload of work. tt is if u dun consider our business plans, websites

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i completed my pnc individual assignment this mornin at about... 3am. and what time did i start on it? i think it was close to 12. haha. ive never written so much jibberish in one assignment before. seriously. even bmr wasnt tt bad since i had survey results to infer to, facts to throw into ppl's face and watnot.but this.... this is just loads of crap in less than 2000 words. i was practically

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as predetermined, im stoned this morning.downing two pills of fluoxetine at nite isnt tt good of an idea considerin tt im onli supposed to take one. so far, no side effects. just very... dead. i think. then again im clueless with regards to my actions.a year of eatin medication on and off... and now that i did my research, i found out tt it actually inhibits stronger suicidal thots. not forgettin

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the whole world spirals out of control and my vision blurs. the tears begin to fall. then it dawned on me that i cant handle it all. n it fuckin frustrates me tt i cant control everything.

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i just spent 3 hours crosstabbing with spss. numbers. more numbers. tables. percentages.i thank god tt crystal's doin graphs coz id jus go nuts.the remnants of both brains have fried. wads left for tmr? a hollow skull.im going to watch happy feet to cheer myself up.im sorry sara i thot of doin our med law grp part tonite but i really cant coz im totally braindead. ud understand after lookin at

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i swear the swelling is gettin worse.i forced myself out of bed to complete my med law assignment this mornin. i forced myself out of the house to submit my work. i forced myself to take the bus back, only to black out while i was alightin frm the bus. big big hoo haa but onli the bus driver helped coz everyone else decided tt standin there starin at me helps.here's a picture of my hand. pardon

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im all sore... all swollen... this is the first. ive not had muscles strained before durin acupuncture.im sufferin from some weird reaction to it and my arms and legs are all swollen stiff. it hurts to move. it even hurts to type. but i have no choice... coz ive got an assignment due tmr, wch i btw, have yet to start on. im tired and weak. and i have a fever comin on rite now. tts the last tt i

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my spine's hurtin again... and the onli reason as to why im up and about in frnt of the computer so earli in the morning is coz i have to see a damn doctor abt this since it's startin to hurt so bad.somethin went wrong yday during my acupuncture session and my entire right side jus cldnt move... it hurt too much to even squirm tt my body cramped up after 20mins.and i bled. it made my back worse..

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oh god...i knew i shldnt have...oh god im so fuckin traumatised. it's too damn earli in the morning.note to self: buy a safe box when im married to hide all 'toys' in there. be it whips, handcuffs, watever. hide in safe box.i want to slowly push my thumbs rite thru my eye sockets.AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

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it's abt time tt my season 2 of friends finished dling. im contemplatin whether to buy the entire 10 seasons worth of it but tt wld cost me lk 300 bucks haha. i shld have copied the files ashley had man. one of the season 2's episodes reminds me of a particular... and i cant believe i bloody teared when it came to ross and rachel's part la... i like joey, but for some weird reason ross's

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the first half of today was spent being rather annoyed at everythin and nothin in particular.yday, the doctor poked so many needles into me, especially at the wrist and right foot, claimin tt it's to reduce my hot-headedness. ok i must say it worked for awhile... like 5 hrs i think? tt i tried to get pissed but landed up laughin. and when i realised tt i was laughin, i found it silly tt i cldnt

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omgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggi am so bloody amazed la.crystal and i have been crackin our bloody brains, tryin to figure out how to crosstab and do the frequency thingy on SPSS. and our data nv seemed to be accurate coz it just kept... well... uhm not being accurate? and i finally figured it out la siaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. hahhahahahahha. ok sorry. brain has been totally swamped with sch work of

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i was thinkin of dedicating this entry to a bitch whom i really cant stand. i just simply hate her guts, and well... everythin abt her. im not biased due to the the past. but i just really cant stand her u noe? it's lk... kao... i think she has some self esteem issues. and it's quite bad tt she tries to make herself feel better by makin some lame justifications on her blog and also thinks tt

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this week is gona be packed with meetings, last minute sch work and a whole lot of crying. ha.loads and loads of grp projects to start on (note: START on), my individual components, and uhm other commitments. i am slowly drivin myself to the brink of insanity with all the unneccessary pressure from the family. and myself. i think ive set too high of a standard when it comes to sch and so im

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it was onli 830pm. 8 bloody 30.and this stupid old fuck of a man groped my top. AH ye lah. fuckin old idiot. fuckin sick old idiot.

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ive been havin weird dreams of late. example number 1: on sat nite, i dreamt of jon seto and prince william. two very very different ppl. worlds apart in fact. (no offence to jon of course) u have no idea how weird it was to have them both in the same dream, really. god noes y i even dreamt of prince william la. it's not as if i even fancy him to begin with. abt jon... uhm hmmm. i think it's

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im so bloody exhausted even tho i took a short nap on the new sofa earlier on. i woke up at abt 645 this mornin, took a quick shower and left the house well... about 730 i think. why the rush u ask? i had to move furniture frm one place to another. make tt one place to two other places. wch isnt really funny actually especially since ive got a rather bad spine as we all noe. and of course, no

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becoz im in an incredibly good mood, i will post up pictures in a bit.im jus sooooooooooooo happy tt id be meetin the girls later! excluding syaf who is, (no surprise no surprise), not free. U AH. HOLIDAYS TAUUU. and harry, cuzzie's bf, is driving us ard! lalalaa. sorry ah once in a while i get to squeeze at the back of the car with my girlies.and and anddddddddddddddddddd i think we're goin to

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im soooooooooooooo tired.i want to get married, have lots of sex and GIVE BIRTH TO AN ARMY's WORTHof children. i dont giv a shit if my vagina gets all loose frm all the givin birth and excessive sinful pleasures of sex. i just want to be a housewife.yes i want to be a housewife.cook.clean.givebirth.feedcleanclothechildren.sendkidstosch.cleanhm.gopasar.watnotwatnotwatnot.i can bake all i want.

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reached home at 1045... after a couple of hours of meetin over at crystal's and doin our lil spss templates and all...n even managed to hav a nice talk with her after everyone left.and it was great really. after all the crap/hype/drama over the past week, it was actually quite nice to talk about somethin rather lighthearted. i really needed tt crystal. thanks.everythin went rather well and im

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Good morning, baby..Surprise! *gRiNz* I didn't want to disturb you, so here i am writing this entry. I'm more or less done with my packing, not sure what else to bring? Hope i didn't forget anything.Anyway, i just want to say that i love you alot. Don't know what i'll do without you. Thank you for the sweet entry. The encouraging words. I promise that i'll try to do my best in whatever that i do

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a thousand apologies to mar for not replyin, callin her back over the past few days. ive been havin a lot of shit to sort out... and i havent had any answers as of yet for my stuff. theres been a lot going on and it was totally uncalled for, really. the sudden burst of "events" definitely came as a shocker and not a pleasant one at tt. i was, and have been eagerly waitin for sab's return coz...

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kaulah segalanyayang menyinar hidupku kasihhanya satunya yang kucintainoone ever said tt this path we'd be takin wld be smooth sailin.noone ever said tt this path wld be free of problems, fights, disappointments and angry moments.i noe ure havin ur own problems rite now.i noe.but im here. im alwaes here. i hope u see tt.im merely ur girlfriend and have no power to do anithin to shut them all up.

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i swear to god tt id curse and swear at her if the topics we were told to study didnt come out. or rather, the SPECIFIED areas she 'SPECIFIED" didnt come out. coz those are the onli ones tt i can actually remember right abt now. too heavy. too many chaps. too many terms. too many advantages/disadvantages to remember. just too much la.ok great. now all i remember is ACMMMEO. this stupid

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.click thumbnail for a larger view.to the future-husband:happy 2nd anniversary sweetie!! it's been two years since we got officially attached!! i still remember the day we had our first kiss - under ur pillow in the livin rm of ur place, BEFORE we got together. haha. bloody funny la u. =) and i still remember the day u asked me to be ur girlfriend while we walked by the entrance of Raffles The

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it's times like this when i jus feel like tellin the boo, "yang, im goin to quit sch and hav ur babies. now take ur jeans off and let me get to work."it's also times like this when i tell myself "ame jus forget abt gettin ur diploma. forget abt ur degree and/or ur masters. just go and be a full-time housewife."and it's also times like this when i hit myself back with "fuck it. think of the future

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*cough cough*i'm here at macdonalds with ms marilyn pelican yee and her huge stack of nonsensical notes. she hereby renames me, ms amelina crane binte bulldozer. lame i noe. inside joke la. ms marilyan pelican yee is currently recapping her readings... talkin to me abt what she has studied so far... all of it sounds pretty much like med soc to me la seriously. haha. and i cant believe she

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met the boo yesterday at the expo... hehe... it's pretty obvious tt we'd actually head on down to the sitex show la... i mean come on... it's the boo and me tt we're talkin abt here. sooooooo many gadgets... soooooo many laptops... sooooo many great offers... sooooooooo the little money to spend with. sian i tell u. sian.im very tempted to get my laptop. but mother says tt i have to pay it on my

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after a long long day at sch (9-6), i finally got to unwind with mar and su. cds ended earli to day so i reached tamp way ahead of our meetin time. a rather dumb lesson today, really. a lil crash course on "how to answer for ur test next week". lemme see, web skills test and cds test next thurs. mid sem test on the 12th. i really need to start studyin la. it's good to hear tt mar is doin great

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well today didnt turn out so bad afterall. family day was spent rather well i guess. not much fightin, no silly arguments over who has too much powder on the face or who's walkin lk a duck. i guess i can heave a sigh of relief now tt my button's all worked out. since kenny yong didnt reply, and i REFUSE to panic tmr, i decided to be smart. the issue with my flash button: i cant get my hit area

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sch work's gettin more overwhelmin by the minute. is it just me, or hav i not started on our p&c grp work? k. we havent. prolly coz our class time's all used up doin some other lame piece of shit. AMM's goin on rather smoothly at the moment. i think.it's true wat jon said. we've been at surveys for so long now tt it almost seems lk as if we're majoring in it or somethin. ive never ever done so

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i think god is testin my patience.and im glad he decided to stop it earlier on. for had he not, id have blown up well over half an hr ago. patience is a virtue. be calm. be cool. fuck la. im no dalai lama. i seriously think tt ive exhausted most of my patience years ago. hence the constant snappy moments. i cant believe my parents took leave when they found out tt i had no sch on wedn, jus so

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picked the boo up yday and the cake was jus niceee. yup yup. another success! woot woot!a pity tt my parents devoured lk 1/3 of it la. ppft but nvm i can alwaes make another in time to come. the boo and i both agreed tt it's better as a single layer... since it's so bloody rich as it is. =) if not it'd be lk devil's food choccake man.so we headed back to his place, napped for a good 2 hrs before

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5 mins to go before i leave the house to see the boo! barely four hours of sleep... and a completed cake! well uhm, instead of it bein a two layered cake, it became a single layered one.heh.uhm apparently i ate a chunk out of the first layer whilst waitin for the second one to bake. heh.oops.haha. so uhhhmmm yaa.. it became single layered instead la! haaaa. thanks sab for accompanyin me thru half

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the onli reason y im still bloody awake (or rather forcin myself to stay awake) is becoz im in the midst of bakin rite now.tryin out a new recipe... tt i found and tweaked. god noes if it'd turn out nice coz i was tryin out the batter and it was a tad sweet. but then again, ive alwaes liked my chocs diabetically sweet. hur.the reason behind y i wana bake today?no... not becoz of stress...but

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i had a wonderful chat with sab yday. ok fine. more of a bitchin session la... and onli for uhm an hr but it was good. HEHE. sab!! jia you! u can do it! one more week of work onli! and then later i expect to be belanja-ed ya? hahaha =Pof course u can choose to ignore tt. but id rather u didnt =Dsch was alrite yday... got lost halfway durin flash... think albert actually gav us the wrong

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i stormed into my rm, switched on the computer, all readi to write an entry filled with curses and confessions. but upon signin in, i jus totally... lost it. i guess it wld be rather inappropriate to spill my guts out on the world wide web. then again, ive done tt hoards of times. so what's holdin me back? i dont mean to drag it on. but i cant seem to let u go. im not so sure myself. ppl judge me

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here we go again...me cryin over things...mind workin overtime thinkin abt the shit at hm.i just wish that theyd stop with the insults. i mean, yeah... at least tts one problem down the drain and like another 254215720 more to think of.my wantin out of things, is just prolly too much to ask. heh.soooo... what do i do when life decides to be a bitch to me for... lemme see... 4 yrs str8? i'll go

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i guess it's gettin more and more evident tt the things at hm are botherin me. landed up shuttin myself in the cubicle yet again yday mornin, bawlin my eyes out. didnt help tt i had a 9am class yday either.it's gettin harder as time goes by, to mask it all. and im still wonderin how i managed to shut everythin off back then. sab, woman, hani, syaf, pls remind me how on earth i did tt back then?

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dates with the boo have been super fun!lots of crappy ns-stories-and-updates-about-sch talk, on and off im-gona-get-u-sumthin-but-im-not-tellin-u outbursts for our upcomin 2nd anniversary, the usual everyday bitchin of my family, random IT shit talk, and of course, the every-few-mins-puppy-dog-look-and-"iloveu"declarations-with-kisses moments. if id known better, id say tt ns made us even more

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it's a bloody weekend and im awake at wad...? 7 odd. why?coz i hav a grandma who wakes up at 5, (and numerous times in between just to sit up in bed to cry), and makes a big hoo haa earli in the morn coz she wants to follow my parents to the market. mind u she's 86 and cant walk very fast. so y the heck wld my parents even bring her along rite? i mean god noes wad wld happen if she follows. the

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well maybe if u just shut up, we cld get somethin done.n if U, if U even cared, U'd call me.

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somethin's wrong with my bloody msn... cant seem to sign in for the past hour or so. ppfft.today's officially the most pissifying day out of the entire week. so much so tt im skippin bloody med law lecture tmr. i dun giv a damn la.im just so sick and tired of havin to think of sooooo much crap every single day, hearin the same shit every single time, and ponderin over possible solutions every

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many apologies for the lack of updates coz ive been sick. this time round a combination of asthma, fever and an incredibly stuffed nose. the cough jus started and is gettin rather phlegmy. so lets jus wait until the next attack occurs.the weekend was great. spent my much needed quality time with the boo... met a few of his friends, pal, ali and samad. pretty nice guys tho one reminds me of harry

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the boo's bookin out at 945. yay!i cant waittttt... and to add on to all the fun, i might be meetin brader and sis in the evenin! woot!ive been downloadin crappy songs to get my mind off the unpleasant event tt occured earlier on. songs range frm justin timberlake to cassie to cake to mcr to ludacris to chris brown. and lots more. even 5ive ok... it's not really workin, no... *shakes head*im

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im still perturbed from tt fonecall.bad enuff that the boo's in camp and i cant do anithin abt it right now. bad enuff that my questions arent bein answered.it's sexual harassment. and im greatly affected by it. i dont noe who he is. im makin a report tmr. i duno how. but i will do it.NO thanks to you.

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being sick for over 3 days straight isnt particularly all that fun. especially when theres no one to talk to, laugh with, irritate me at home. the rest tt ive been gettin so far is actually doin me some good. im no longer wheezin as loudly as i was the past few days tho im still rather weak and feverish.i shld seriously stop gettin myself upset over things... shld have known better tt id jus land

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sch ended earli at one yday... or prolly earlier. cant remember. headed over to meet the woman at dhoby ghaut coz we initially wanted to hav our lil farewell dinner for dearest jess over there. but changed our destination to city hall instead.walked ard and i had a nice time hangin with her. it's been ages since we last went out together ALONE so yeah... finally caught up with old times while

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i had to come home earli today coz NENEK is here. again. urgh. i think it's bad enuff as it is tt i hardly hav a life durin the weekdays coz of sch... and now tt the boo gets to book out, i hav HER here wch onli means tt im to be at hm all the time or if i do go out, it'd mean tt id have to be hm lk fuckin earli.*insert lines, paragraphs of curses in every language possible, here.*so todayyyy was

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Among the firsts promised on Harry’s Island, will be Asia’s only Deepak Chopra Centre for Wellbeing, Retreat and Spa, a Singapore Banyan Tree venue and a Vera Wang hotel with themed wedding pavilions. The icing on the (wedding) cake is of course, access to the entire Vera Wang wedding collection. ]taken frm channelnewsasia. - or rather sabun's blog for me la. im a bit the slow, i noe.vera wang

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