<?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-13913788</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:03:00.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my style my attitude</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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address.&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114623575517171744?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114623575517171744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114623575517171744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114623575517171744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114623575517171744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/is-end.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114618497003845322</id><published>2006-04-28T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T17:42:50.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIAR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously i dont need another heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;another weeping session.&lt;br /&gt;do you hab any fucking idea how much i cried for u?&lt;br /&gt;no, you dont.&lt;br /&gt;do you hab any idea when you said your baoc friends are so impt that you cant commit in our r/s anymore, how hurt i was?&lt;br /&gt;and do you noe when my fren told me abt what u did bhind my back,&lt;br /&gt;i just went speechless?&lt;br /&gt;cause my heart just died at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;i do noe what you've done but i tot u would change.&lt;br /&gt;you just do things your way and never spare a thought for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i don even noe u anymore.&lt;br /&gt;what make you change so much?&lt;br /&gt;you made me feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;you made me cry so much.&lt;br /&gt;so i told myslf, i gave up.&lt;br /&gt;i gave up this love that doesnt seems impt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i gave up this whole thing since you don give a damn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i gave up this 2yrs plus of r/s once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;ya, that is what you want all along anyway.&lt;br /&gt;how funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114618497003845322?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-13913788.post-114610291548068097</id><published>2006-04-27T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T18:55:15.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love darling and honey lar! we hab uber fun ystd in town. teehee. played dressing up at topshop and mango. darling bought a top from mango and i swear it looks so nice on her. and we just practically go havoc in the dressing rooms. haha. i love moments like that. i spotted so many pretty stuffs can. money money fall from the sky pls. :D anyhow, we promise to meet up probably next week for mass shopping and to sign up for the topshop card. like finally! and seriously i cant wait to go holidaying with her can. haha. bused home with them and it was so nice. we just gossiped and talked about life. and next whole week will be working, shopping and friends meeting for me.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: darling's scandal is cute. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114610291548068097?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114610291548068097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114610291548068097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114610291548068097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114610291548068097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-love-darling-and-honey-lar-we-hab.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114601055505770865</id><published>2006-04-26T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:15:55.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt that i'm missing something in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i felt that i'm rushing things way too much.&lt;br /&gt;i felt that i'm just acting so unreasonable and selfish sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;and the fact is, i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not happy at all.&lt;br /&gt;should i just go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114601055505770865?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' 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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-13913788.post-114595523567976823</id><published>2006-04-25T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:53:55.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i couldnt let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess love is blind. even though how ugly the gem is, in your eyes, it is oways so beautiful and fine. and to be truthful, leaving is hard. needless to say forget. call me dumb but i guess i just gonna hold on to it no matter what. perhaps things will go back to how it is before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114595523567976823?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-13913788.post-114585439635503829</id><published>2006-04-24T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:56:41.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;how funny. mock at me pls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;i am so amazed by it.&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful can things get?&lt;br /&gt;i was totally convinced by all your lies.&lt;br /&gt;so all along you have been lying.&lt;br /&gt;arent you tired?&lt;br /&gt;you got to hide eveything from your frens, from your love ones.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, why must you lie?&lt;br /&gt;i think i trust you too much.&lt;br /&gt;or mayb i trust pple too easily.&lt;br /&gt;the person i love most actually lied.&lt;br /&gt;and i think you enjoy lying ya?&lt;br /&gt;and now every word you spoke,&lt;br /&gt;i must think twice.&lt;br /&gt;whether is it a lie or the truth.&lt;br /&gt;maybe there will be some other things that u kept it from me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;flirting, does it pleasure you so much?&lt;br /&gt;how much attention do you yearn for actually?&lt;br /&gt;your actions is proving me one thing.&lt;br /&gt;how childish you are.&lt;br /&gt;trust is hard to earn&amp;amp;gain.&lt;br /&gt;you told me you changed.&lt;br /&gt;and i bloody hell believe.&lt;br /&gt;how stupid i am.&lt;br /&gt;a leopard dont change his spots.&lt;br /&gt;at least not for u i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i must be a fool to be fooled by my own boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;laugh at me people.&lt;br /&gt;tell me i am a failure,&lt;br /&gt;a failure that even my bf needs to lie to me.&lt;br /&gt;and all along i thought it was my problem.&lt;br /&gt;it was all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;arent you guilty doing all these bhind my back?&lt;br /&gt;and pls tell me,&lt;br /&gt;what other stuffs hab you been doing?&lt;br /&gt;ystd you said you love me,&lt;br /&gt;was that a lie?&lt;br /&gt;you are no longer the jerome lee i noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls laugh at me okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114585439635503829?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114585439635503829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114585439635503829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114585439635503829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114585439635503829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114572926287731265</id><published>2006-04-23T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T11:26:06.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the truth about diamonds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell. i'm so bloody tired now. i met darling super early ystd. and aftertt head down town to meet zhi jia straight away. and i was so famished aready can. so we just settle our lunch at the simple life. ok, anw i was playing with his nano just now! haha. is so gorgeous i swear. pretty! chilled at starbucks and we just crap and bitched. i'm so addicted to starbucks lar. lalala. starbucks i love. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head down to some new mall beside plaza sing. cathay cineplex or something. ok, and i saw zhan hong working there lar. shall go down someday with darling to disturb him. haha. anyway, watched the arts of seduction and is like so damn hilarious can. and i think the guy in the movie is so cute. :D i hab my ben &amp;amp; jerry's just now. super yummilicious!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling, more cute guys spotting please! :D PTL is making me go woolala. hehe. i'm sucha happy girl today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be&lt;strong&gt;lie&lt;/strong&gt;ve. how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114572926287731265?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114572926287731265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114572926287731265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114572926287731265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114572926287731265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/truth-about-diamonds.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114566841880319140</id><published>2006-04-22T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T18:13:38.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting so so bloody vulgar recently! #@$%$&amp;amp;#! haha. and i'm sucha spendthrift as well. boo! ok, not in the sense whereby i splurge my ka-ching in branded goods like chanel, dior lar. but i hab been going online shopping way too much. and i bought so many things ystd but yet to transfer the money. and being the evil friend i am, i psycho girlfriend and darling to buy as well. lalala. and they'r like so tempted lar. how evil! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm meeting my precious darling later to the moe building. and maybe heading down to town to meet zhi jia. bitching, bitching and more bitching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm still not ready for a new love. &lt;em&gt;i dreamt of him ystd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114566841880319140?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114566841880319140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114566841880319140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114566841880319140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114566841880319140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-getting-so-so-bloody-vulgar.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114560165736560713</id><published>2006-04-21T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T23:40:57.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quickie:&lt;br /&gt;Maturity offers more than admiration. Today, the magnitude of your growth sinks in.&lt;br /&gt;Overview:&lt;br /&gt;Self-destructive urges always come in pretty disguises. The trick is to recognize them before you mindlessly give in to those impulses. Try to slow down your emotional responses and observe what you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me how not to believe. i guess sometimes you just got to trust what your horoscope says even though its fucking lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114560165736560713?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114560165736560713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114560165736560713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114560165736560713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114560165736560713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/quickie-maturity-offers-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114557778366562714</id><published>2006-04-21T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T17:50:01.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i curse and swear. i whine and whine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great, i think my sleeping hours are getting hay-wire. i hab been sleeping late at night and waking up uber early in the morning. like now. but i tink PTL is worse lar. haha. he slept in the morning and active at night, which i can never adapt to this kinda sleeping hours. and i tink PTL is cute. :D woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess now i just hab to do some random stuffs to kill my boredom since i cant sleep at all. and just wait for the time to meet girlfriend. suddenly hab this crave for starbucks and their oreo cheesecake. should i head down to bpp later and chill at starbucks ALONE? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm craving for this. i wanna get this soon.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 325px" height="608" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/0060820489.jpg" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks so yummilicious! haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog song is so addictive. makes me wanna shake my hips and dance with the song. &lt;em&gt;hips dont lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114557778366562714?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114557778366562714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114557778366562714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114557778366562714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114557778366562714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-curse-and-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114550379473622868</id><published>2006-04-20T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T20:29:54.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i know i rock.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, after one whole day of whining to mummy and sissy, i'm feeling so much better aready. today is gotta be his last day of everything, and he said he'll talk about us soon. i just hope our conversation is gonna be a peaceful one. even if its the end, i just hope it gonna end peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling so bloody down ystd. seriously and i dunno why. i apologise for not meeting zhi jia when i aready promise him. and he was like so worried. (sorry bro, and thanks for being there.) but darling really make me feel so much better. when she is around, i just laugh and laugh and i forget about everything. and we just gossip and bitched around. anyhow, i'm going on a holiday with her soon. and i cant wait can.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be going MOS with deng hui and guys soon. hopefully baby and darling are going as well! :D i wanna go lar. sounds so fun and they got this special function going on. way cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114550379473622868?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114550379473622868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114550379473622868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114550379473622868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114550379473622868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-know-i-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114543225339990001</id><published>2006-04-19T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T01:00:46.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i hate it that you're not around.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;i'm not feeling okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly miss him so much. i thought i hab finally forgotten all about him. but i was wrong. very. i fucking hate this feeling. and the fact is i so wanna hide myself at home and not face anyone. i just wanna weep and weep until my tears dried up. but i cant, cause i still hab to go out and act as if nothing is wrong in front of all my friends. i do not wish my friends to worry. but i couldnt take it anymore. i'm lying all along. he do make a big impact in my life. this is the first time my mummy gotta feed me with medicine. how pathetic.): fuck my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114543225339990001?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114543225339990001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114543225339990001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114543225339990001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114543225339990001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-hate-it-that-youre-not-around.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114536223351337809</id><published>2006-04-18T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T05:11:28.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;don't walk in front of me because I may not follow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm feeling way too ecstatic now. haha. dont ask me why. cause so much stuffs hab happen recently and i think lady luck is really by my side.(: i just hope she is gotta stay beside me forever. haha. mr ang from seab called me just now! he say he'll do the registration with me next week. ahhh, i'm feeling so gay lar. :D thanks mr ang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went tanning with girlfriend today and we wake up so fucking early just to get my stuffs ready. when we got there, the sun was so brilliant can. but after a while, the dark clouds just come and go lar. and it actually drizzle alittle, making us so bloody disappointed. luckily it was just for a period of time and the sun is out again.(: anyhow, there were alot of ahnehneh at the beach today and the way they looked at us really freak us out. we tanned for hours and then home sweet home. we were so shag lar. i love girlfriend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling called me just now! and i think she is enjoying her poly life and is adapting to it. haha. cheers darling.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend promise to teach me mahjong! woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114536223351337809?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114536223351337809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114536223351337809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114536223351337809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114536223351337809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-walk-in-front-of-me-because-i-may.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114528570137301649</id><published>2006-04-17T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T07:55:01.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh. i so wanna learn mahjong. it sounds so fun.  and just now i was discussing it with aloy about the rules and bla bla lar. makes me even more wanna learn can. ROAR! who is willing to teach a retard like me? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114528570137301649?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114528570137301649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114528570137301649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114528570137301649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114528570137301649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114527591159967076</id><published>2006-04-17T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T05:19:56.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;keep your head up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i meet girlfriend today but we didnt go for tanning because of some personal reasons. ya, so we'll be going tml and hopefully the weather is gotta be fine. so we head down to ngee ann in the afternoon to get my bloody laptop fixed. i thought it would be troublesome and perhaps i gotta explain a whole lot of stories and crap to the service man. but luckily it turned out that the guy is actually very understanding and friendly. haha. so ya, lady luck is shining on me.(: and the moe actually help me send my letter to the seab. lets just hope everything turns out to be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw mr wang today! like omg lar. it has been 6 years since i last saw him can. he is like our favourite teacher back in primary school lar. :D and he still remember us vividly.(: i manage to get his contact and we might be meeting up for coffee session and brunch. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftertt head down to plaza sing cause girlfriend gotta get her hp fixed. and then we just went window shopping around and gossiping. and we were acting like aunties lar. digging in piles of lingeries because there is a sale. haha. but it was fun. am so sorry to mengchuen for not meeting him today. (hope you understand.(:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114527591159967076?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114527591159967076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114527591159967076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114527591159967076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114527591159967076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/keep-your-head-up.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114523844159732017</id><published>2006-04-17T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T18:47:21.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;vavavroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moe finally emailed me! yay, so i dont hab to take the trouble to go meet my MP anymore. it just gives me goosebumps whenever i thought of how we are going to speak face to face. haha. and when i woke up this morning, i saw how brilliant the sun is and ya, double yay! haha. so i'll be heading down to sentosa with girlfriend later for tanning.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days i started to think, i hab been staying home so much than before. (besides going out obviously.) i do miss you so much. ok, bloody alot. but then come to think of it, i bonded so much with my family for the past few days. going out and bitched around with sissy, having family outings and chats. and i get to taste my dearest mummy's cooking almost everyday. :D ok, so i do gain something as well. and i just gotta work my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got so many stuffs which i havent do and the deadlines are approaching. hell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114523844159732017?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114523844159732017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114523844159732017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114523844159732017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114523844159732017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/vavavroom.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114503719347855085</id><published>2006-04-15T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T10:53:13.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;how foolish i was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt sleep well these few days.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'm brave enough to forget everything about us.&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;nightmares ever since the 8th.&lt;br /&gt;i ask myself am i really to blame?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldnt be so demanding.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldnt show my temper around.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of our sentosa trip,&lt;br /&gt;when we went to the underwater world and&lt;br /&gt;we were behaving like small kids.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of all the flicks we watched together.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of all the neoprints we took tgther.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of all the promises we made.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of the first time we stay out late at night tgther.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of our first kiss,&lt;br /&gt;and how you held my hand for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of how we do silly stuffs tgether and laugh at each other.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of the quarrels we hab.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of everything and it left me tearing.&lt;br /&gt;i see how people fail in love. i see how people suffer.&lt;br /&gt;and now is my turn.&lt;br /&gt;nobody can help me.&lt;br /&gt;only i can help myslf.&lt;br /&gt;when you lost something,&lt;br /&gt;you tend to realise how important it is.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not feeling okay at all.&lt;br /&gt;i hab been hiding my pain under my mask.&lt;br /&gt;i could be cheerful on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;but deep inside my heart i know i'm tearing.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do to have u back again.&lt;br /&gt;the love we once shared is gone.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life,i don't want you to be just a friend.&lt;br /&gt;should i be glad that u are finally freed or should i be sad over losing you.&lt;br /&gt;time can never mend my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i can press the restart button of my life and restart everything.&lt;br /&gt;i just thought maybe u were still mine.&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong, very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait even if u love me no more.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, all this while i hab been taking you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;and now i get all my karma back.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how am i going to move on either.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where to start on.&lt;br /&gt;i was crazily in love for the past 2 years&lt;br /&gt;and now i am back to being single.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't rock my socks at all.&lt;br /&gt;i hab you to dote on me and pamper me,&lt;br /&gt;but now i only hab myself.&lt;br /&gt;and i oways thought how happy we were in the past.&lt;br /&gt;but now its all gone.&lt;br /&gt;wad is left is the pig you bought,&lt;br /&gt;but at least i hab your things to accompany me through the night.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry baby.&lt;br /&gt;all i need is you.&lt;br /&gt;controlling myslf not to burst out in tears is so torturing.&lt;br /&gt;do you still rmb the song, &lt;strong&gt;shi xin feng&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;how you take the trouble to memorise it just for me.&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-13913788.post-114489984168409542</id><published>2006-04-13T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:44:01.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo! i did my nails ystd and girlfriend trimmed her brows. and i so love my nails colour lar. is so gorgeous. :D thanks to shirhee darling.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch over at the bukit timah hawker center. i so miss that place. it brings back lotta memories when i'm still in ngee ann. but i think the standard kinda drop cause girlfriend and i couldnt finish the food. anyway, pool session afterthat at bukit timah plaza. the rate there is super cheap compared to pot black lar. haha. head down to bukit panjang plaza and went to starbuck. chill, bitch and gossip about life. :D the orea cheesecake is simply yummilicious. shop around and then home sweet home. anyhow, i love girlfriend and thanks alot for trying to make me forget about him. i think i'm just too blessed to hab u guys.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got myself a PTL! haha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114489984168409542?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114489984168409542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114489984168409542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114489984168409542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and maybe manicure. :D hopefully we'r able to do some shopping afterthat. hab a small talk with adrian ystd, and i tink what he said is very true. i shouldnt drown myslf in drinking just because i'm down. anyhow, thanks alot for his care and concern.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hab a talk with mummy and daddy ystd. mummy knows about everything, and i guess it pains her heart to see me like this. but i tink i'm ok aready.(: and daddy was like telling me he actually bottled up 2 bottle of martell when he break up with his gf. haha. now i know where my good genes come from. but i know they are trying their best to cheer me up and make me forget about the whole thing. and this seriously touched my heart. but i wanna pester mummy for ice-cream treats tonight. haha. evil me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'm not working tmr den i'll be able to meet baby eileen. i so miss her can. i don even know when was the last time we met lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: everyday when i woke up, i wondered how you spend your day w/o me. was it tough or was it simply easy? and day by day, i realise why should i cry over you when i'm entirely out of your life and you don even ask me how i am doing or stuff. i should just accept the fact and try very hard to get over this r/s. and just be contented with the past. at least there were beautiful memories and happy moments for us to reminice. and i still got my friends and family around. athough its gotta be hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114481414056427926?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114481414056427926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114481414056427926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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anymore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i break down today infront of my darlings. and i think i kinda shocked them. i hab been bearing the pain for the past few days. acting normal and cheerful in front of everyone. but i know deep down inside my heart, i'm brutally hurt. and when i heard the way he talked to me, it just pains my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys for being there with me.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i miss you so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114476969323657543?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114476969323657543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114476969323657543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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to ngee ann today and i so miss that school. suddenly it seems to me that i didnt really get to explore the school well enough last time. and they actually hab a bar there. which i didnt know till today. it was a nice place to hang around and chill. and we drink and was kinda high. played pool and some stupid games. haha. ok, i hab been drinking way too much recently. and mayb i'm going down again tmr. anw, laughed and crap around with darling and zhan hong today. it was helluva fun i swear. and at that point of time, i felt that mayb living my life without you wasnt that hard after all. at least i got my friends and love ones with me. its going to be tough obviously, but i guess is just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so freaking tired aready. off to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114468096550006037?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-13913788.post-114462059016472026</id><published>2006-04-10T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:15:35.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;whenever i hear that love song, i think of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think i'm suffering from the hangover just now. and now my head hurts like hell and i cant sleep at all. how great is that. totally screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'm able to meet my darling later and head down to ngee ann. if not i'm so gotta rot at home the whole day with all the books and snacks. and i'm so gotta curse her lar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, goodnight world.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i gave up the love on my own record.&lt;br /&gt;you are pushing me over the limits.&lt;br /&gt;you changed so much so that suddenly i felt that i donno you at all.&lt;br /&gt;you are no longer the baby i noe.&lt;br /&gt;you no longer treats me gently.&lt;br /&gt;you no longer coax me when i'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;this is so terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;and you actually donno whether to continue or not.&lt;br /&gt;den i shall make the decision for you.&lt;br /&gt;and when you see your gf goes, you don even tried to ask her back.&lt;br /&gt;so this is how you treat our love.&lt;br /&gt;anw, i got no more faith to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;i lost all my hopes completely.&lt;br /&gt;you are the first to do all this to me.&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;don worry, i wont weep.&lt;br /&gt;cause i guess its not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;because you wont care anyway.&lt;br /&gt;not abit at all.&lt;br /&gt;now all you hab in mind is BAOC and other activities.&lt;br /&gt;you dont even need me in your life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love is no longer strong.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i am just a friend to you.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i am not important to you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i feel as though,we are strangers.&lt;br /&gt;we don't talk properly.&lt;br /&gt;since you said we cant communicate.&lt;br /&gt;every word you said pierce right thru my heart.&lt;br /&gt;and the fact is, i envy hell lots whenever i see sy&amp;jw.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope you were here as well.&lt;br /&gt;but you donno at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;now you can work without thinking of me.&lt;br /&gt;now you only need to handle 1 thing.&lt;br /&gt;to forget me,it's easy for you.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, you'r so busy with everything,&lt;br /&gt;except me, except our r/s.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye my love.&lt;br /&gt;i gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hab sucha blast with the guys just now.(: it has been quite awhile since we last seen each other. and it was definitely wonderful. recalling back about the sec sch life, it brought back so much memories.(: and i think the unity concert was a success! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: you did such a great job sissy! i'm so proud of you. well done.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114451975294244915?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114451975294244915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114451975294244915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114451975294244915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114451975294244915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-gave-up-love-on-my-own-record_09.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114443303522539161</id><published>2006-04-07T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T11:03:55.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, we almost make an end to our r/s.&lt;br /&gt;how scary.&lt;br /&gt;and it was me who started all this.&lt;br /&gt;ok, girlfriend scolded me for my foul temper.&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt even concentrate during work.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like tearing anytime.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly it made me realise something,&lt;br /&gt;how important you'r in my life.&lt;br /&gt;but baby, i just need a little more love from you.&lt;br /&gt;call me demanding i don care.&lt;br /&gt;i am born greedy.&lt;br /&gt;so pretty please.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant spend tmr with you.&lt;br /&gt;because i gotta be busy.&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;it just left with sunday.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we'r able to squeeze a little time for each other.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i sound so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;and i fucking hate that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114443303522539161?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114443303522539161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. this is so hilarious i swear. haha. so i went to this &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;myheritage&lt;/a&gt; website and tried the face recognisation thing. these are the results. haha. made me laugh like hell. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said i look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/T14023_96_128.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle yeoh (70%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/T1610_96_128.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashley olsen (63%) [HAHA.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 100px" height="122" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/T19959_128_128.jpg" width="123" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wayne rooney (63%) [hmm.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/T3522_96_128.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charles prince of wales (73%) [wtf!?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/T2536_108_128.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoA (70%) [AHAHAHAH!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. very interesting. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114433006327972276?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114433006327972276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114433006327972276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114433006327972276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114433006327972276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114424808590770557</id><published>2006-04-05T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T07:41:25.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am quite certain and aware that my heart is safe in your heart again.(: i hope nothing goes wrong again. so please keep your promise baby. you hab my big fat heart. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby is cooking dinner for me now.(: hmm. i'm freaking famished aready. off for my dinner and later more online shopping. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114424808590770557?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114424808590770557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114424808590770557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114424808590770557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114424808590770557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-quite-certain-and-aware-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114416479771170333</id><published>2006-04-04T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T09:01:20.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;things just wasnt that perfect anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way it is now.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to wait for your calls,&lt;br /&gt;like a little girl waiting for someone to feed her candy.&lt;br /&gt;you want me to be understanding.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am.&lt;br /&gt;but how understanding do you wan me to be?&lt;br /&gt;should i disappear for this period of time,&lt;br /&gt;and reappear again when you finish all your stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;you said you were busy.&lt;br /&gt;when you reached home you grumble abt being tired and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i asked and tried to understand.&lt;br /&gt;ya, BAOC is really sucking you up.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, anyhow, you seems to hab fun.&lt;br /&gt;at least when i ask you about it,&lt;br /&gt;you oways share it with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;so much so that you forget about my presence.&lt;br /&gt;and now we seldom communicate.&lt;br /&gt;when we finally hab time to talk,&lt;br /&gt;you just dont seems to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;you said you'r tired.&lt;br /&gt;then i rather we dont talk.&lt;br /&gt;and pls dont say things like,&lt;br /&gt;i cant sms you bcos of your phone.&lt;br /&gt;even if i can recieve msgs,&lt;br /&gt;i doubt you hab the time to sms me.&lt;br /&gt;so i told myslf, stop hoping.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, when we quarrel,&lt;br /&gt;your actions and words caught me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;am i a friend to you now?&lt;br /&gt;when i was there hoping that you could come over and feed me with candy,&lt;br /&gt;you don even bother to look at me.&lt;br /&gt;how hurt am i? tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;you dont know. you dont care.&lt;br /&gt;i just need a little care and love from you.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to be all one-sided over here and get nothing.&lt;br /&gt;and this question hab been pondering inside my heart for days.&lt;br /&gt;"should i gave up or not?"&lt;br /&gt;should i set you free?&lt;br /&gt;since you dont even care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been neglected all along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114416479771170333?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-13913788.post-114407858442282698</id><published>2006-04-03T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T08:36:24.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched campus superstar just now and i must say adriano is so cute can! :D i oways go ga-ga over him. oh my gosh. okay, but i think my baby is cuter. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i trimmed my hair today. but baby says it looks weird. pouts. and now the more i look at it, the weirder it seems to be. gosh. my itchy hands. nvm, hopefully my hair will grow back soon. HAIR GROW GROW! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go tanning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114407858442282698?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114407858442282698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114407858442282698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114407858442282698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114407858442282698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/watched-campus-superstar-just-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114403863320606269</id><published>2006-04-03T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T21:30:33.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work yesterday was hectic lar! it was the first time i felt so tired since i worked there for like 2 weeks. and we were just practically running here and there, making me all stress up like hell.): plus she is so bloody bossy, totally screwed! but i must thanks daniel and ikwan for helping when that bitch told me to do all those dirty jobs. thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, i hab supper at mac with girlfriend.(: it was great and it definitely made me feel so much better. we were so famished aready, but luckily we ate alittle before we left work. and i love their sambal stingray! yummilicious. supper session was fun. hehe. we actually gossiped about our boyfriends and our lifes. and come to think of it, we hab actually know each other for like 11 years and its still standing strong. and i hope it'll continue like that till forever. i love girlfriend.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am off today and i wanna slacked the whole day today then off to rome's house. haha. i miss my love like hell. ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: baby.e, if you'r reading this, i wanna meet you this coming wed! so pls make yourself free k? miss you fuckloads. love. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114403863320606269?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114403863320606269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114403863320606269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114403863320606269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114403863320606269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/work-yesterday-was-hectic-lar-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114395701739819384</id><published>2006-04-02T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T21:50:17.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm slacking at home right now. haha. chatted with mummy just now.(: she is so sweet lar and she told me lotta stuffs. i love mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i bought 2 tops from topshop and a necklace from forever 21 yesterday. haha. i so love that necklace can. :D cause baby chose it for me. hehe. and i bought baby his adidas slippers. i bet he loves it like hell cause he hab this smirk on his face when i gave him his slippers. i love having retail therapy sessions with baby.(: and there is more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working later and hopefully it wont be crowded like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: baby, mayb sometimes my foul mouth tends to spout some nonsences, i'm sorry for it.): but i just wanna tell you that you own my heart and i'll love you oways.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114395701739819384?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114395701739819384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114395701739819384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114395701739819384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114395701739819384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-slacking-at-home-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114391451389574575</id><published>2006-04-02T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T10:01:54.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;when you say you love me, were they just words?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your words can be so hurting.&lt;br /&gt;every single one pierced right through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;so why continue to love when loving me is so hard?&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i hab done anything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i'll let go if you want me to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114391451389574575?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114391451389574575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114391451389574575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114391451389574575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114391451389574575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-you-say-you-love-me-were-they.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114382366967810815</id><published>2006-04-01T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T08:53:26.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the path in front of me is getting perplexing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry people who put high hopes on me. i'm just not what you think i am. i know to everyone, not having a certificate is a hoo-ha thing. like my aunty oways said, "wah, in singapore must at least hab diploma lar. if not how to survive." ok, this is her own point of view. to some people, they think it this way as well. i know if i actually continued my course, i would be able to finish everything by next year and out to the big society to toil. and i'll be able to get a diploma by then. but it just wasnt the thing i want to do in future. so i'm sorry if i hab made the wrong choice. i was native at that point. i thanks mummy and daddy for being so supportive and not blaming me at all. and it made me feel worse. how irresponsible i can be. when you tell people that, "ya, i'll graduate at an older age." or "hmm.i gotta start over again." they tend to think it negatively. and they'll just give you comments and ask you what you should and should not do. i just don like people to tell me what i'm suppose to do. i am actually feeling extremely vexed over this whole problem. arrgghh. baby told me something, "you set your own goals and you gotta fulfil your own dreams. so what if there is a few years difference? at least you going for something you like and you wont regret. and i'll oways be there." thanks baby. love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope everyone can respect my decision and wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i wont suffer from depression. hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114382366967810815?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114382366967810815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114382366967810815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114382366967810815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114382366967810815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/path-in-front-of-me-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114370411995146966</id><published>2006-03-30T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:40:30.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hell. i missed the AE online spree lar! and now it's closed with all the orders paid and waiting to import the goods, my heart is brutally wrenched. ahhh, and i actually eyed quite afew items aready. just that i was too indecisive whether to buy it or not. now this teaches me a lesson. if you like something, buy it before you regret about the whole thing. i seriously feel like killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i hab to just wait for the next one.): hopefully as soon as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114370411995146966?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114370411995146966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114370411995146966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114370411995146966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114370411995146966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/hell.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114369185074258411</id><published>2006-03-30T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:00:22.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slap me someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so fucking lazy can. i don hab the motivation to do anything. not even calling girlfriend and asking her to meet me in town. haha. and calling my dearest darling, telling her that i cant go holiday with her anymore. cause mummy dont allow me to go. pouts.{sorry darling, i tried my best.):} all i'm doing now is slacking in front of the computer and tv-ing. screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss baby so much. i want him to bring me to the zoo, sentosa or anywhere. he is so busy with his school stuffs. arrgghh. ok, enough of my whinings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is so random. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go call girlfriend.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 148px" height="410" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/iloveu.jpg" width="551" border="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big fat love.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 148px" height="454" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/peek-ka-poo.jpg" width="580" border="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are so meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114369185074258411?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114369185074258411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114369185074258411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114369185074258411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114369185074258411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/slap-me-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114368189673539238</id><published>2006-03-30T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T17:24:56.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;sometimes your desires just never seems to be enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to slack the whole day today. haha. maybe miting girlfriend for lunch and brow trimming. will see how lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta hab breakfast with baby and aunty.(: will blog again ltr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114368189673539238?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114368189673539238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114368189673539238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114368189673539238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114368189673539238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/sometimes-your-desires-just-never.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114356715867616526</id><published>2006-03-29T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T09:44:30.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hab such a blast just now! met my darling early in the morning. and we went around different places to get her documents done. darling is so funny when she went for her medical check-up lar. she is totally freaked out about the x-ray and urine test. ahhh, my girlfriend is forever so hilarious. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftertt went down to marina square for lunch and we hab carl's jr. the burger is damn big lar i must say. and we actually shared the burger but we still couldnt finish it in the end. anyhow, the fries sucks, the onion rings is superb. den we went shopping and we found something that is so pretty lar! i so wan the le cop sportif bag can. i'm gonna get it when i get my pay on friday i swear.(: hab genki sushi aftertt. ok, i know we are such greedy-guts but we are just having high metalbolism rate. :p and we laughed and eat for like 2 hours. it was great lar.(: i love bitching with my darling. much love for that. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went music dreamer's cafe aftertt and there is this audition going on. so we get to hear people sing and its so fascinating. the courage they take to stand on the stage, the courage they take to sing in front of so many people, i salute to them. and there is this guy that actually sang like lee hom! and he is cute. haha. anw, went home with darius, john and darling. darius bought this freaking guitar for 300 bucks. hell. darius is so funny. haha. and we just laugh our way back home. haha. it was so fun! i miss darling aready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! miting ying zi tmr for lunch session. off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: baby, i love you. dont worry i wont leave you ever.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114356715867616526?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114356715867616526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114356715867616526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114356715867616526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114356715867616526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hab-such-blast-just-now-met-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114343834318734582</id><published>2006-03-27T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:58:46.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just talked to my darling on the phone! ok, i'm so ecstatic can.(: but it was just for awhile cause she is working. anw, i miss you so much darling! so dont say i dont miss you ya? miss you.(: and we are meeting tmr for her medical check-up. ya, guess darling has finally made up her mind and choosing radiotherapy from NYP as her choice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see her tmr.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114343834318734582?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114343834318734582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114343834318734582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114343834318734582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114343834318734582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-just-talked-to-my-darling-on-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114338939415705407</id><published>2006-03-26T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:48:18.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy 19th birthday qiqi&lt;/span&gt;.(:&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;em&gt;haha, i'm not the only old bitch aready. haha.&lt;/em&gt;} am sorry that i cant mit you guys today. but i promise we'll mit up soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home early in the morning and i thought i could have breakfast with my parents. but i forgot that mummy and daddy were actually going to malaysia today lar. ahhh. so i just nap the whole day till the time to head to work. hopefully they bought stuffs for me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was pretty good today. but i miss toilet break and gossiping sessions with ying zi lar. so i gotta go work alone today. was under philip's station, and i was aghast when i saw him lar. he looks so erm, unfriendly. haha. {&lt;em&gt;although marymay says he is e yandao-est captain dere lar.&lt;/em&gt;} ok, actually he is quite a nice person.(: so ya, work was not bad. hehe. after work i went town to wait for baby. cause he is working until 11pm. and so i slacked at coffeebean for awhile. hab hot chocolate and tiramisu. hmm, the hot chocolate is getting worse. i dont like. pouts. and baby told me something that makes me gasps. gosh, till now i still cant believe it can. totally grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off tmr, and it means slacking. haha. maybe i will go and take pictures for my islander card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. ikwan is so weird today. but he is cute lar. haha. off to sleep.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114338939415705407?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114338939415705407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114338939415705407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114338939415705407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114338939415705407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-19th-birthday-qiqi.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114329820766955164</id><published>2006-03-25T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T07:08:19.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok, i was reading ying zi's blog and she got this link, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.tianya.cn/new/techforum/Content.asp?idWriter=0&amp;amp;Key=0&amp;idItem=16&amp;amp;idArticle=579618"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www1.tianya.cn/new/techforum/Content.asp?idWriter=0&amp;amp;Key=0&amp;idItem=16&amp;amp;idArticle=579618&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i click it and WTF lar. it makes my heart sank and pity that small thing. its so disheartening to see people doing this kinda undesirable acts to an innocent animal. i tink they should be punished and send to hell when they die. they just prove to me one thing. HEARTLESS. practically sick in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, if you are eating, i suggest you avoid clicking the link. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114329820766955164?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114329820766955164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114329820766955164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114329820766955164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114329820766955164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok-i-was-reading-ying-zis-blog-and-she.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114329691555018159</id><published>2006-03-25T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T06:31:14.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;things just went so fabulously great.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun, the sand, tanning oil and my love, what more can i ask for? everything just went perfectly fine.(: and i must say, this tanning session is a big sucess. haha. we are both looking tanned and healthy. ok, maybe i should leave myself out. i am sick. with sore throat, flu and everything. hell. and i was sneezing away while tanning lar. feeling freaking cold when i went into the water. rome thought it was funny. he is sucha dumb donkey. oops. :p &lt;em&gt;{bad bad baby. but thanks for being my slave today. ilu. (:}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hit town wib rome aftertt. i just gotta tolerate 1 more week. haha. anyhow, he bought his contact lens lotion and i bought him a lip balm. ok, i'm not encouraging him to be a sissy or whatsoever. lol. just that his lips were cracking and it pains my heart lar. ya, saw bessie and her boyfriend at taka. haha. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sore throat is seriously killing me.): but i want ben &amp;amp; jerry's. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114329691555018159?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114329691555018159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114329691555018159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114329691555018159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114329691555018159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/things-just-went-so-fabulously-great.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114321851689314933</id><published>2006-03-25T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T08:44:44.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally got my pay. :D am feeling so gay lar. haha. money money, i so love. $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was so freaking tiring can. i guess perhaps tmr is saturday and hence the club members brought their family down to hab dinner. and due to this, it was quite chaotic. but luckily things were under controlled aftertt. ok, i tink marymay is a pain in the ass. seriously. she is bloody bossy lar. and who does she think she is? arrgghh, and she seriously wracked up my mood badly. but the rest of the people were nice.(: hab supper with the guys after work. the sambal stingray was yummilicious! and once again baby came down to fetch me. much love for that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm falling sick soon. my sore throat is killing me. &amp;#$%@*&amp;amp;. and i hab flu lar. screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanning session with my love tmr.(: i miss the sun and the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: ms TAN YIRU. if you are reading this, i wanna tell you, I MISS YOU SO MUCH CAN! seeing the photos in my hp, memories reminisce. i miss all those silly jokes we laugh at. all those crazy stuffs we do together. ahhh. i miss my darlings so much. pouts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114321851689314933?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114321851689314933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114321851689314933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114321851689314933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114321851689314933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-finally-got-my-pay.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114313224265950970</id><published>2006-03-23T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T08:44:03.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;give me money and let me splurge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cramp in my legs is killing me! and i work for another 10 hrs today. haha. i'm sucha workaholic huh? was actually suppose to finish work at 5pm, but george ask me whether i can extend or not. so being his good staff, i agreed. and since ying zi is working 5-10pm, so why not.(: i must say george reminds me of derrick. his funny actions and silly behaviours fits completely into the category. work was gratifying today and yesterday. and i get to work in the same station wib ying zi. haha. so we were practically slacking, laughing and chatting.(: i like moments like that. and i love working station wib peter and nizam. :D baby came to fetch me after my work. much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someting really freak me out this morning. this lunatic actually came right in front of me and shouted at me while i was waiting for the damn bus lar. i mean really out of the blue that kind can. i'm still so freak out now. so screwed! &lt;a href="mailto:%$&amp;@%"&gt;%$&amp;amp;@%&lt;/a&gt;#.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am getting my pay tmr. haha. and i gotta work as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed. am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i love bunny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114313224265950970?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-13913788.post-114307895149968524</id><published>2006-03-23T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T17:55:51.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so fucking pissed off now lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wrote this long entry and poof, everything is gone can! arrgghh. fucking blogger. and now i don even hab the mood to retype anything anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114307895149968524?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114307895149968524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>should i set password to my blog? hmm. don ask me why. i donno as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114299221841060124?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114299221841060124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114299221841060124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114299221841060124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114299221841060124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/should-i-set-password-to-my-blog-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114294846766960312</id><published>2006-03-21T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T06:30:19.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the love for you is more than i tink it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend is so lovey dovey in the morning.(x i'm so enamored by his charm and everything! haha. call me affectionate i don care lar, i just adore him that much. and he is oways giving me butterflies in my stomach.(: hearts boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is so slack today. haha. i'm practically lazing around. but then again, waking up early in the morning is one problem. and tmr i'll be working 10 hrs straight! screwed! but ying zi will be there so its ok lar.(: and we'll be miting early for breakfast. i love having breakfast sessions wib my girlfriends. the crave for mcdonald's breakfast is back. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing my twins, i 'm so mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114294846766960312?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114294846766960312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114294846766960312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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V3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 153px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="346" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/13057_MotImage.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they hab the pink version as well!&lt;br /&gt;ahh. what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;i'm gotta change to this phone when my plan ends. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114286318821162859?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114286318821162859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114286318821162859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and i'm so going to splurge like nobody business when i get my pay. ok, i hope rome is not reading this now. lol. if not he is so going to nag at me for being sucha spendthrift oways. but i just couldnt control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my girlfriend at town during noon. and we went to do some window shopping. i swear is a torture man. seeing all those beauteous apparel, and could only touch it and not owning it. is a huge disappointment lar. anyhow, we saw this gorgeous bikinis at newurbanmale and it cost fucking $150. but the salesman is very friendly i must say. &lt;em&gt;ying zi, you should noe wad i mean. haha. &lt;/em&gt;girlfriend say it was way too expensive for a bikinis and i tink she is right. i cant bear to wear that 150 bucks and soak myself in the water. heartpain can. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we slacked till like 6pm and home sweet home we go. girlfriend gotta mit her beloved since it was their 1yr 8 mth anniversary today.(: sweet! and where is my beloved lar? arrgghh. couldnt meet him in the end cause he was held up in school. so in the end i gotta head to his house first. he is so busy with his BAOC.): but nvm lar, i just like to whine. haha. i still love my honey bunny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to tv! haha.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114285627170763807?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114285627170763807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114285627170763807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114285627170763807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114285627170763807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/retail-therapy-is-so-important-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114279105327611711</id><published>2006-03-20T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T09:58:21.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work wasnt that tiring lar. we were still expecting like real crowded since its sunday and a family day. but luckily the crowd is still manageable. and i'm working at the rooftop again. so ya, it was a slacking day for me. haha. but i seriously hope i wont be working at the rooftop everyday can. haha. it was fun lar but i hate the smoke and the heat. it makes me smell like a BBQ pit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, rome came to pick me up just now.(: it was sweet of him lar. haha. and we chatted on the way home. it was nice lar.(: i can just say that giving and taking is so important in a relationship. i should tried to get this value into my head and stop being so self-centered.&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;{sorry baby, thanks for tolerating.(:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be miting ying zi later i guess. and mayb we can do some window shopping and gossiping. hee.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sleepy now. i can dose off anytime lar. off to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114279105327611711?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114279105327611711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114279105327611711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114279105327611711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114279105327611711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/work-wasnt-that-tiring-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114274996165076784</id><published>2006-03-19T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:32:41.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the cramps is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody painful. making me all moody and fustrated. and i still gotta work later. great. i seriously hope no one provokes me later. if not he is so gotta get hell from me. ahhh, RED ALERT i hate can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the bright side, honey bunny is picking me up after my work. haha. that really makes me feel so much better.(: i love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114274996165076784?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114274996165076784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114274996165076784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114274996165076784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114274996165076784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/cramps-is-killing-me-bloody-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114267150051445494</id><published>2006-03-18T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T00:45:00.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i changed my skin. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was getting bored on the old one. haha. anyhow, i'll make the amendments when i get home later. will be hiting town wib my honey bunny soon.(: and mayb chinatown as well. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bathe and out we go. yeah!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114267150051445494?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114267150051445494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114267150051445494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114267150051445494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114267150051445494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-changed-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114261772548834643</id><published>2006-03-18T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:58:45.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY 28th MTHS baby.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm. i'm kinda used to working at raffles town club aready. haha. first day was shit lar i swear. all the crowds, impatient guests, they are really a pain in the ass can. haa. but that was only for the first day, cause the next few days were actually pleasent working days.(: but anyway, i'll just slog my ass all the way till school starts. for the sake of our holiday! and rome says brendan might be coming over to work as well. ying zi and me got our very first pay today! ok, to be exact is yesterday lar. and is only 30 bucks. haha. but who cares? we'r paid weekly and i like that. :D i cant wait to go shopping with ying zi real soon! she is sucha sweetie.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am suppose to work tmr actually, but we decided to cancel it. haa. we'r so freaking tired aready lar. and since rome isnt working tml, so why not? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyhow, i just found out that i hab so many clothes in my wardrobe lar. and some of them havent been worn before. some mayb once or twice. i guess i'll sell some of it online probably? hmm. guess i gotta sort it out somedays and mayb i can earn some cash by selling. haha. hopefully is a sucessful one. but i'm so lazy lar. pouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm miting rome early in the morning. and maybe we could hab a mini celebration.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ps: i love my lovey dovey honey sweet bunny!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114261772548834643?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114261772548834643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114261772548834643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114261772548834643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114261772548834643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-28th-mths-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114249258874041985</id><published>2006-03-16T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:03:32.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hab mac with ying zi just now. hoho. was so bored when i wake up and my stomach was growling for food. so i sms-ed her and we meet up for lunch.(: and seriously i love having eating sessions with my girlfriends. we can gossip and laughed all the way lar. much love for it.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiru darling called me just now! i so miss her can! when was the last time i saw her? or even talk to her on the phone? ages can! ok, anyhow, am suppose to meet my girlfriends and david for ice cream tml. :D cause david is treating us. but i cant go lar.): i need to go sentosa wib rome tml to make our islander card and i gotta WORK. so ya, kinda sad lar. but i guess we'll meet up someday next week? i so miss my girlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still owe rome his birthday present. :p ok, i noe i'm a bad girlfriend lar. lol. i guess i'll drag him to town next week and see what he wants. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want this badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/step1_ipodnanohero_060207.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pretty can.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114249258874041985?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114249258874041985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114249258874041985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114249258874041985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114249258874041985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hab-mac-with-ying-zi-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114244577162626938</id><published>2006-03-16T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:02:51.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because of you, i udtsd what is love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need rome badly! i need his TLC can. arrgghh. work was hell lar, damn tiring. my legs are aching and my head is spinning like hell. pouts. but for the money sake, i'll hang on till the very end. and i still gotta work all the way till sunday. haha. someone please save me. screwed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait to meet rome ltr.(: flying kisses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;off to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114244577162626938?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114244577162626938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114244577162626938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114244577162626938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114244577162626938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/because-of-you-i-udtsd-what-is-love.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114235971142512946</id><published>2006-03-15T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T10:13:15.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm so tired now, mentally and physically. and i don like it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rome has been busy recently, almost everyday. and i can only spend time wib him after his work or before his school. and mayb because of this i tend to give him atttiude which i myslf couldnt control it as well. he said i wasnt understanding enough. ok, i admit he is right lar. he tried his best to cheer me up but my attitude just stinks can. and i did some childish stuffs that make him flare up. hopefully tings will get better next week? den we'll hab more time tgther. i'm sorry baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met zhi jia in the evening and we hab sushi tei. it was yummilicious lar.(: i love the salmon belly soup, is a must try. we ate and crap for like 1 hr plus over dere and den we went for movie. watched the &lt;strong&gt;UNDERWORLD-EVOLUTION&lt;/strong&gt;. it was quite a not bad show lar. haha. just kinda gruesome when it comes to the fighting and killings. den i bid farewell to zhi jia and went to mit rome. cause he was waiting for me after his work. and on the way, my battery died lar. like dammit can. i didnt noe where he is, i just noe he was at some bar near modesto with ali. so i tried to look for him. and when i went there the uncles were looking at me which kinda freak me out cause i couldnt find rome anywhere. luckily there is this kind lady who seems to noe that i'm looking for someone. so she direct me to upstairs but i cant find him as well. i cried immediately can. all those weird people and the dark alley. damn freaky lar. i couldnt contact rome and i hab only 2 bucks with me. so i just walk around trying to find a payphone. and seriously why are there only cardphones in public? arrgghh. imagine if someone is having an emergency and he hab only coins?{like me!} it really pissed me off badly can. screwed! but in the nick of time, rome just appear suddenly! and at that point of time, he was like my saviour, my god. haha. but he was like, "you playing hide and seek with me?" ok, do you noe how freak out i was? very. but anyhow, i went to the wrong place to find him. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but anw, i love gossiping sessions with jocelyn. haha. off to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114235971142512946?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114235971142512946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114235971142512946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114235971142512946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114235971142512946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-so-tired-now-mentally-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114225975022141310</id><published>2006-03-13T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T06:23:21.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hallo Leute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. i'm feeling so gay now can. :D i'll be starting work this thursday with ying zi! and we promise to work so so hard. for shopping and holidaying. so our effort for today hasnt pay off and we'r so happy. haha. cause we wake up so early and met like 10 plus. we'r so hardworking can. haha. seriously i tink i still prefer working in F&amp;amp;B line rather than sales line. mayb i'm used to working flexible hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i enjoyed myslf today though is damn tiring at the end lar. haha. pool sessions, gossiping and bitching with ying zi is fun.(: ya, rome joined us for pool as well. hee. i miss him so much.(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be miting ying zi tmr or wed for library sessions. haha. can you believe it? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: baby, ich liebe Dich. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114225975022141310?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114225975022141310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114225975022141310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114225975022141310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114225975022141310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/hallo-leute.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114216544172047817</id><published>2006-03-12T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T04:12:51.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok. time is well-spent today. hmm. at least i tink it is. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy spending precious time wib my parents and boring myself with good books. and there is this big joke going on this morning. about mommy, this uncle and me. super HILARIOUS lar i swear. haha. this is why i love going to markets with mommy. she is one big joker. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to mit zhi jia in the evening for dinner. but since i promise mommy to be her good daughter today, i cancelled it last min lar. &lt;em&gt;sorry brother, mayb next week?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to rome just now and mommy complained that we'r too mushy. ok, i tink eavesdropping is wrong lar, mrs tan. i tink you should change this bad habit. haa. and i tink mommy and daddy isnt any better as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: i miss rome badly. boo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114216544172047817?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114216544172047817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114216544172047817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114216544172047817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114216544172047817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114208229244663097</id><published>2006-03-11T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T05:04:52.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;boy, boredom is seriously killing me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm getting bored surfing around the net lar. i'm oways doing random stuffs. browsing through friendsters, blog hoping around. being a total busybody lar. arrgghh. god, i need a life man. and my baby rome isnt here for me to whine at cause he is working. he is working so hard for our holiday and what am i doing here? all i noe is whine and whine. hopeless, helpless and useless me. i seriously need to get a job by next week and work my ass off i swear! for the sake of our holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will be going to the market with mommy tmr morning. haa. i love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i should head down to the library tmr to get some good books. in case i get bored to death. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;miting ying zi on monday. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114208229244663097?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114208229244663097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114208229244663097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114208229244663097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114208229244663097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/boy-boredom-is-seriously-killing-me-im.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114201144711212081</id><published>2006-03-11T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:24:07.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i found this. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a daughter,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 things I wanted my parents to buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.) an unit at equatorial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.) whole of orchard road, HAHA. den i can shop till i drop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.) NANO! haa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 things I'll like my parents to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.) that rome is really the sweetest thing in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.) that i wont just go get pregnant with rome suddenly and shocked them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.) that i will be a good daughter and wont abandon them one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 things I wish my parents would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.) more extra time for me.&lt;br /&gt;2.) trust me more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.) have losta money, to give me more money. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 things I wish my parents was not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.) naggings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.) reading this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.) stop having this over protective attitude towards me. i am still their lil girl but i've grown up ardy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a girlfriend,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 things I wanted my boyfriend to buy for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.) tiffany and co. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;2.) a house for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.) buy me anything that catches my eye. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 things I'll like my boyfriend to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.) i love him so much so much even though he is sucha insensitive ego freak.&lt;br /&gt;2.) i need lotta pamper and cares. i mean ALOT. haa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.) i hate lies. so dont pls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 things I wish my boyfriend would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.) i hope he is more sensitive towards my words and actions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.) i hope he'll give me small surprises more often even though he says he isnt born romantic. arrgghh. excuses.&lt;br /&gt;3.) he should pay more attention to me lar. hello! did u hear that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 things I wish my boyfriend was not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.) he should seriously change his temper lar. SO FIERCE can.&lt;br /&gt;2.) stop bullying me. ROAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.) but i still love him lar.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114201144711212081?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114201144711212081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114201144711212081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114201144711212081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114201144711212081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-found-this.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114192790423055013</id><published>2006-03-10T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T10:11:44.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;laziness is killing me slowly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am going tanning with rome ltr like FINALLY. haa. we hab been dragging since tue? cause he is so busy with his BAOC stuffs lar. and he gotta work. poor baby.): hopefully the weather tmr is gotta be a motivating one. i need a tan can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i swear to get a job next week. arrgghh. and that stupid ps cafe didnt called any of us lar. liars! haa. gotta earn for holidaying! ahhh. why cant money just drop from the sky? STOP DAYDREAMING girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114192790423055013?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114192790423055013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114192790423055013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114192790423055013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114192790423055013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/laziness-is-killing-me-slowly.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114181757116210870</id><published>2006-03-08T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T06:47:21.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm feeling ecstatic.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ystd was really a blast for me lar. rome really makes me feel like a princess - &lt;em&gt;thanks baby.(: &lt;/em&gt;he came over to pick me up in the evening and he booked a cab. he told me, "you'r going to be the happiest girl tonight." with a smirk on his face. and then he brought me to this brazilian restaurant at chijmes. is fcuking yummilicious can! i swear lar. and for your info, the name is CARNIVORE. isnt that cute? and the chef just slices pieces of freshly grilled beef, lamb and bla bla right onto your plate. we were so full after 2 hours of eating non-stop. HAHA. at the end of the meal, rome was behaving so sneaky that i felt something is wrong. and the next moment, the manager brought out the cake with the candle lit and all the servers started singing the birthday song for me. i really felt like crying at that moment. cause rome really planned so much to make me happy.(: and i am feeling so ecstatic the whole day. the servers were very friendly and the food was really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyhow, aftertt we went to catch the BIG MOMMO's HOUSE 2. is so hilarious lar. we laugh like hell can.(: i really enjoyed my day ystd. thanks so much baby. &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks all who called and wished me.xD and i was so surprise that xiu hui called in the nick of time. haa. she is sucha funny girl.(: much love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will be miting my darlings soon! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114181757116210870?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114181757116210870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114181757116210870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114181757116210870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114181757116210870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-feeling-ecstatic.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114170587087764676</id><published>2006-03-07T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:31:10.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY TO ME!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll be miting my beloved rome ltr. haa. i cant wait can! i miss him so much lar. the nice food, surprises and his presence. much love! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114170587087764676?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114170587087764676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114170587087764676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114170587087764676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114170587087764676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-19th-birthday-to-me-ill-be.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114154960082715247</id><published>2006-03-05T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T07:38:07.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how cruel can this world be? very.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously i hab lost the momentum to blog lar. and here i am forcing myself to at least blog about ystd since so much stuffs happen. HAHA. i'm getting way too lazy! so screwed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyhow, i met zhi jia and mengchuen ystd cause they wanna gif me a birthday treat. they are so nice can.(: and we decided to go tony romas. the place which we miss so much. haa. but on our way there, something happens which got me the shock of my life lar. i dont tink i should elaborate further, but i curse that 3 mother fcukers. i hope they get caught by the police, jailed and burnt in hell. evil me? i dont tink so. they dare to lay their fcuking finger on my brather, they gotta pay the price. i hope zhi jia is feeling better now. arrgghh. {thanks for the dinner guys. :D}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but anw, dinner was great lar. :D we hab cheesesticks for appetizer and sirloin for me and mengchuen while zhi jia hab beef ribs. yummilicious i must say. and we saw derrick, he is forever a joker lar, make us laugh can. haa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ya, my bro got his posting aready. so he'll be going ngee ann biomedical engineering.(: i hope he work hard since is his first choice. he is such a lucky boy can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love mummy so much! she takes the trouble to wake up early and help me shop for ingredients.(: cause rome wanted to cook lunch today. lol. and in the end we succeed i guess. haa. since no one is having diarrhea or what-so-ever. mummy is the best! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114154960082715247?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114154960082715247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114154960082715247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114154960082715247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114154960082715247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-cruel-can-this-world-be-very.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114136077186291851</id><published>2006-03-03T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:39:07.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is in the air.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i will be doing some groceries shopping with rome ltr.((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we might be cooking pasta tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;man we sure looks like some newlywed. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114136077186291851?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114136077186291851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114136077186291851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114136077186291851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114136077186291851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-is-in-air.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114131713210572384</id><published>2006-03-02T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T08:32:12.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;temptations are driving me crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i must say i hab a great day.(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hab steamboat wib my darlings after our career fair exibition. and i saw adriano from campus superstar at the exibition! he is so cute can. like omg. xD i was acting like some crazy fans going ga-ga over the idol. lol. and i bet i did catch his attention because of my big actions. he was looking at me lar. HAHA. ok, mayb is not just me who is crazy, shirhee is alittle affected by me as well. xP anyhow, the steamboat is heaven. the food, ambiance and of course my girlfriends really make my day. :D and we ate for like 3 hours! we are such gluttons. but i'm happy and content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is just 4 more days to my birthday. seriously i'm not anticipating anything or getting excited over it. i tink this birthday is gotta be a quiet one. since all my darlings are busy and frens with projects and works. but seriously i tink it isnt about the partying and celebrations. is whether they still rmb my birthday and make a point to wish me HAPPY BIRTHDAY.(: i mean since they are oways there for me. ok, whatever lar. i'm abit disappointed.)x lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wanna watch final destination 3. pouts. anyone cares to join?(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114131713210572384?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114131713210572384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114131713210572384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114131713210572384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114131713210572384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/temptations-are-driving-me-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114123508630980657</id><published>2006-03-02T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:52:48.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because you are there for me all the while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so my precious darlings got their A'level results. i dunno what to say or comment about, but i tink they did improve quite abit. and now the stress part is what they gotta choose for their future. whether to go local universitys, overseas or wad? seeing them so stress up and vexed, influence me as well.)x the stress they are having before the exams, during the exams and now getting the results is way too much for them lar. i headed straight down to shirhee's house after my interview. and i'm glad they both look cheerful.(: so we slacked around, bitched and laughed till like 10 and home sweet home. but anyhow, i'm miting them tmr to go for the career fair in suntec city. and hopefully they are able to make some decisions. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but anw, i went to the project shop cafe today. freaking pretty.(: but i'm still not sure whether i'm getting the job or not. cause simon just msg me and he said one of us got the job. like wth lar. so is like a 50% chance. but even if i get the job, i'll hab to work alone.): arrgghh. screwed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i found this while blog hopping around. and i totally agree with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there is nothing right or wrong in a relationship that goes wrong. blaming is not the thing we should do during departure. at least don't waste the time at it. cos it's still best if we keep hold to beautiful memories that was once shared and let it stay shining forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ps: i love you my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114123508630980657?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114123508630980657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114123508630980657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114123508630980657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114123508630980657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/because-you-are-there-for-me-all-while.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114112114186457240</id><published>2006-02-28T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T02:06:13.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;because i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/itseemss.jpg" width="120" border="5" /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/17408448329396l.jpg" width="120" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/mrslee288.jpg" width="120" border="5" /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 5px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 5px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 5px solid" height="100" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/szewah87/actingco.jpg" width="120" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114112114186457240?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114112114186457240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114112114186457240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114112114186457240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114112114186457240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/because-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114109619021141677</id><published>2006-02-28T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:50:56.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;my dad is so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt; lar. seriously blur! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know where my good genes come from. haa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so ystd i went down to jurong east to get this documents for dad cause he is changing his car. but when i reach there, some girl working there says i hab come to the wrong place. and that i should go to novena to get the form. luckily rome is dere to help me. cause i'm so blur as well. and when i called dad to clarify, he actually went, 'ya, i tink i rmb wrongly.' with this innocent smirk can. i dun even noe whether to laugh or cry lar. and we actually queue for like 1 hour. totally screwed lar. but anyhow, we managed to get all the documents ready like FINALLY. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go SHOPPING and HOLIDAYING! arrgghh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114109619021141677?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114109619021141677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114109619021141677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114109619021141677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114109619021141677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-dad-is-so-blur-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114088068854121301</id><published>2006-02-25T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T07:18:08.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i haben been blogging recently. i'm not busy at all. lol. just that i'm way too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, read the newspapers just now and there is this report regarding the sex scandal ting. the newspapers were saying that this happen cause the boyfriend actually coax the girl in doing that!? the boyfriend says how much he loves her and wanna see her every single day so video taping allows him to see her when he miss her. i'm like, 'bullshit lar'. i felt so sorry for the girl cause she didnt protect herself and decided to do stuffs that tarnised her reputation. imagine how broken hearted their parents will be when they saw all these? screwed! i dunno, but i tink guys who coax their girlfriends in doing that is a total jerk. boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going for the interview next week and hopfully am able to start work soon lar.(: gotta save some cash for holidaying. boy, i cant wait can! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss rome so much. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114088068854121301?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114088068854121301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114088068854121301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114088068854121301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114088068854121301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok_25.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114054026735721258</id><published>2006-02-22T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T08:48:56.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm officially outta raffles hotel i guess. since my dearest darlings dont hab the thought of putting any schedule for them, i tink this will be our final decision. but anyhow, we arent fickle-minded souls. is just that special reasons forced us to leave that place. screwed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i'll be miting ying zi tml for interviews. i seriously hope muddy murphy will hire us.(: cause i so like that place. live band, live soccer matches, how cool can that be. boy i wanna work there! but anyhow, if they dont hire us, i still hab another alternative lar. will be going down to this cafe for interview as well. and its introduced by yong jia's cousin. so i guess it shouldnt be a problem. HAHA. i wanna save some cash to pamper myslf. i seriously need a job! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might be miting yiru darling tml. she called me just now and i tink she sounds weird. am kinda worried. i seriously hope it is not what i though it is. fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i am kinda losing the passion to blog. am getting lazy and bla bla. enuff of my whinings. off to tv now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114054026735721258?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114054026735721258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114054026735721258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114054026735721258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114054026735721258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-officially-outta-raffles-hotel-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114044738474125651</id><published>2006-02-20T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T06:58:13.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CASANOVA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was great! just like what i expected.(: funny and romantic. and heath ledger is so charming. makes me drool lar.(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously hope i am able to all these:&lt;br /&gt;1.Final Destination 3&lt;br /&gt;2.Fun With Dick &amp;amp; Jane&lt;br /&gt;3.Rumor Has it&lt;br /&gt;4.Big Momma's House 2&lt;br /&gt;5.Wolf Creek&lt;br /&gt;6.Pirates of the Caribbean 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114044738474125651?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114044738474125651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114044738474125651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114044738474125651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114044738474125651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/casanova-was-great-just-like-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114041502871873264</id><published>2006-02-20T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:05:30.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;im not here to say im sorry, im not here to lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i seriously dont remember when i started hating you. i do admit i did detest you quite abit. but it happens due to all the backstabbings and rumors spreading around lar. i swear i want to befriend you. i even wish we could be great friends that are able to confide problems to. seriously i'm not someone who goes around hating people. i don even hab a hate list lar. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;{ok, this is dumb.lol}&lt;/span&gt; i mean if u provoke me, obviously i wont like you very much. needless to say treat you as a friend. but if you treat me well, i'll treat you good as well. maybe even better. that is how things work for everyone isnt it? for now, i dont detest you anymore. cause i don see a need also. we dont hang out nor we talk, so we are more like strangers? and seriously, thinking back of what we have done, we are kinda childish? is like if we are not happy with each other, we could just tell face to face. sit down and talk things out. but we choose the wrong way. and i tink is all a stupid misunderstanding that causes all this. anyhow, its the past aready, and even though one day when i happen to see you on the street, we didnt say hi or anything, the hatred is not there anymore. and perhaps, we could be friends once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i will be miting shirhee darling later for movie. cool. i miss her so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114041502871873264?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114041502871873264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114041502871873264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114041502871873264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114041502871873264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-not-here-to-say-im-sorry-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114040387046987893</id><published>2006-02-20T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T18:59:40.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i'm suffering from extreme &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;boredom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and nw my stomach hurts big time. plus stupid baby isnt picking up my calls until now. lol. guess he is late for work anyway. serve him right for not answering my calls. HAHA. ok. i'm evil i know. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, my birthday is coming like real soon. and seriously i'm not sure anyone rmbs it.)x ok, my darlings might not even be free to celebrate wib me i guess. cause they happen to be getting their results during that week. mayb i should just pretend that my birthday isnt coming anytime, then i can still be 18 and not bloody 19. lol. ok, i'm just being dumb lar. but anw, time really flies. so i'm 19 this year aready. to me its like ystd i'm still 16 lar. and next year i'll be 20! like OMG. pouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, its suppose to be a very random entry. hoho. rmb i'm bored ya. ok lar, ciao pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114040387046987893?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114040387046987893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114040387046987893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114040387046987893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114040387046987893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok_20.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114026776155353857</id><published>2006-02-18T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T05:02:41.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinner was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ambiance, the service, the food. its a thumbs up definitely.(: and the staffs there are very very kind and friendly. need i say anything more? its just fantastic. haa. and rome is so IRRITATING. he kept making me laugh like hell. xD i guess the people over there thought i'm a lunatic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping is bad. and i guess it happens all the time right? when you hab got the extra cash and you are all ready to shop till you drop, nothing just seems to catch your eye! but when you are damn broke and poor, you like this and you love that! screwed! its so funny how everything works sometimes lar. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i hab fun today and enjoyed rome's company.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114026776155353857?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114026776155353857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114026776155353857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114026776155353857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114026776155353857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/dinner-was-great-d-ambiance-service.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114019481221670132</id><published>2006-02-18T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T08:46:52.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just reached home and i am so tired. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i catch &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE PINK PANTHER&lt;/span&gt; wib zhi jia just now. is a freaking &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; show can! seriously i swear! we just started laughing when the show starts, and continues till the movie ends. is that hilarious lar. and steve martin is so super funny. haa. his actions and accent. make everyone laugh like hell. HAHA. thumbs up for that movie.(: never fail to make us laugh. so pls go catch it if you haben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hab pepper lunch before the movie.(: the food is still that yummilicious. crap alot and talk alot i must say. brotherhood is building between us. haa. although i called zhi jia my sister, he insisted that we are brothers. whatever lar. haha. xD anyhow, i hab fun wib him today.(: and i'm glad that he found the right one in his life.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that everytime i get my pay, there is an increment of 40 bucks. hoho. that is something i like. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is 2 yrs and 3 mths today. :D i almost forgot until rome kisses me and wished me.(: nice dinner ahead for me tml. the celebrations and all. i'm salivating at the thought of it alr. hoho. tanning tml wib rome as well. boy i cant wait. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114019481221670132?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114019481221670132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114019481221670132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114019481221670132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114019481221670132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-just-reached-home-and-i-am-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-114016076207868201</id><published>2006-02-17T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:19:22.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i finally understand how much you guys meant to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously speaking,&lt;br /&gt;i cant live without anyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;they are everyting to me.&lt;br /&gt;my darlings, they are like angels guiding me through the dark.&lt;br /&gt;being dere for me during my hardest time.&lt;br /&gt;even when i choose to give up on myslf,&lt;br /&gt;they still ecourage me and support me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;you guys make me felt so blessed and loved.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys so much so much!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks alot for everything.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never take them away from me&lt;br /&gt;cause i need them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, will be miting zhi jia ltr hopefully.(:&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long time since i last saw him can.&lt;br /&gt;brothers talk and movie later probably.&lt;br /&gt;since he has free movie tickets. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114016076207868201?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114016076207868201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114016076207868201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114016076207868201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114016076207868201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-finally-understand-how-much-you-guys.html' 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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-13913788.post-114000081227815541</id><published>2006-02-15T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T03:00:05.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just reached home, and my whole body is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;burning&lt;/span&gt; can. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i met my dearest ying zi today! like finally. we went tanning today.((: and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mr sun&lt;/span&gt; is very very kind to us. haa. we were tanned and kinda burnt. the afternoon sun is super glaring lar. but around 2 plus it suddenly started to drizzle. so we were forced to pack up and go.)x i must say this tanning trip is fun, just that my sudden cramps kinda shocked ying zi.xD and ying zi almost fainted due to dehydration i guess. :x we'r such weak souls. haa. hab mcdonalds aftertt and then home sweet home.(: am suppose to go shopping but we were way too tired lar. anyhow, i enjoy all those chattings and gossips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so baby and yong jia msg me just now. i so miss them can! they actually wanted me to go k-box with them. but time clashed and i'm so freaking tired. so i'm sorry guys.)x but anyhow, will be miting baby next week. and i cant wait lar. plenty of misses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conference tonight with my darlings.(: and mayb we might be miting for dinner tml as well. cool. much love.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ps: when u suddenly hug me and tell me what is wrong, i knew how much i miss u. no matter wad i say, i noe i'm trying to fool myslf. make myslf forget all abt u. but i cant. although i tell myslf to not hope for anything, deep down inside my heart i'm actually wishing. mayb i'm just too pessimistic sometimes. oways jumping to conclusions. but i glad everyting is ok now.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-114000081227815541?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114000081227815541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=114000081227815541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114000081227815541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/114000081227815541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-just-reached-home-and-my-whole-body.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113991149468699652</id><published>2006-02-14T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T02:04:54.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back pple.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S&lt;/span&gt; to all.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope everyone spend this wonderful day with their love ones.(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am suppose to mit up with my darlings today. to celebrate valentine's together actually. but i didnt went. cause i wasnt really in the mood to go out and hab fun. pouts. am way too lazy as well. but anyhow, my sweetest darlings called just now. and they sang a song for me! like OMG. they surprise me alot. i simply cannot imagine life without them.(: they are my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, will be miting daddy and mummy for dinner.(: and mummy is treating me Häagen-Dazs ltr. haa. she's the best lar!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ps: thanks everyone for their concern and support.(: esp my darlings, thanks so much for all the little stuffs you guys do to make me happy.((: i cant live without you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113991149468699652?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113991149468699652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>there is no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;coping with the pain is not as easy as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts like hell.&lt;br /&gt;and when i heard the way you speak,&lt;br /&gt;i choose to let go everything for once.&lt;br /&gt;not even hoping for a single miracle to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to all who called.&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys are worried.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still not able to answer and go, 'hey!'.&lt;br /&gt;its hard.&lt;br /&gt;i need sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113974242128477136?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113974242128477136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113974242128477136' title='0 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mistake i hab made, we decided to end it now.&lt;br /&gt;its defintely painful to just leave behind this 2years plus rship,&lt;br /&gt;when we'r both deeply in love with each other.&lt;br /&gt;there is just this matter lingering ard us.&lt;br /&gt;but we still couldnt solve it.&lt;br /&gt;is until the day when we finally open up our hearts, den it'll be when we'r tgether again.&lt;br /&gt;we are both too ego and firece.&lt;br /&gt;is the 'egoness' that cause us to separate.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, i still care for you loads.&lt;br /&gt;as a girlfriend or as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;for now i'll just put a mask to cover up all my unhappiness &amp; pain.&lt;br /&gt;trying my best to be happy without your presence.&lt;br /&gt;its going to be real hard i know.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll try my best to make everyday carefree without you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everyting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-13913788.post-113966251174521239</id><published>2006-02-11T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T05:18:05.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hab &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; today!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met my precious darlings early in the morning.((: and we headed to queensway because yiru darling gotta print her jersey. we bought some pretty flip flops! i cant wait to go tanning real soon.(x ya, i saw smthing freaking CUTE for rome. :D am going to get it next week with my darlings. haa. anyhow, i saw this pretty pumps at x:odus. but is fucking expensive can. $59 fat bucks. and i hab the thought of buying.(x someone pls slap me hard. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to billy bombers aftertt, shirhee's treat.xD their cheese fries is so yummilicious can! so we started camwhoring before the food comes. haa. my girlfriends are so funny!(: i so heart them. much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiru's mummy made pancakes for me! she is so sweet lar.(: and she asks yiru to give it to me when she meets me today.&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;{thanks aunty.(:}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be giving rome a little surprise tml.(x is all planned.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113966251174521239?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113966251174521239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113966251174521239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he called me just now and that makes me panic like hell can. sadly to say he flunk his english like me. :x anyhow, he got 3 As and 2 B which is quite a good job aready. lets just hope he is able to get into the course he wanted.(: we will be discussing it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone got back their results with flying colors. and for those who dont, at least you tried your very best. so don brood over it. good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ps: xianling, tingwei, sebastian, sarah, good luck!((: plenty of kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113956163851318098?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113956163851318098/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-13913788.post-113953995456438113</id><published>2006-02-10T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T18:52:34.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rome is so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt; today. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he put up with all my whinings and nonsence demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a round of an applause to him.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so heart my baby boo. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113953995456438113?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113953995456438113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113953995456438113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113953995456438113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113953995456438113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/rome-is-so-lovable-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113949821466474074</id><published>2006-02-09T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T07:16:54.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just reached home and am feeling so freaking &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;shag&lt;/span&gt; now.)x mayb because i'm working today, but it wasnt crowded at all lar. or perhaps because i hab been busy doing nothing today. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, work is so not fine today. somethings happen and it makes us feel so &lt;strong&gt;#$%&amp;?*$%&lt;/strong&gt;. i hope he kanna choked by his saliva while he is talking.xD he deserves a lesson lar. that fcuking idiotic faggot. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went plaza singapura with shirhee darling after work. so we just started gossiping and chatting about life.((: i so love her can. she is so cute! :D and we were discussing when to hab a girls night out again over at her place.(: is gotta be so much fun lar. i acnt wait can. i so love my darlings! and i'm still not sure wad to get for them for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;valentine's&lt;/span&gt;.(x shall go present hunting on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta wash up and sleep. ciaos pple.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113949821466474074?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113949821466474074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113949821466474074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113949821466474074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113949821466474074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-just-reached-home-and-am-feeling-so.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113941918109616832</id><published>2006-02-09T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T09:25:23.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rome is certified deaf or mayb he is retarded.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to repeat myself twice whenever i talk to him today lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he kept disturbing me since just now. it kinda pissed me off since my mood wasnt very fantastic today. wasnt really in the mood of talking and getting wild. am feeling way too moody today. i guess the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RED ALERT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is coming soon.)x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i needa go catch some sleep desperately. working tml. shag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113941918109616832?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113941918109616832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113941918109616832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113941918109616832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113941918109616832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/rome-is-certified-deaf-or-mayb-he-is.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113932836807125239</id><published>2006-02-07T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T08:06:08.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah! my com is fixed aready. :D all thanks to my cousin. haa. he is sucha pro can.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love work today! xD cause there isnt any afternoon tea and dinner for the day. someone booked the whole bars and billard room for a cocktail party.(: thumbs up for that person man. haa. so we started preparing for the cocktail party at 2pm. and we just slack at billard room and talk lar. i love preparing for party. its so fun and we really get to relax.((: anyhow, thenesh is back! like omg. cause he was fired last week, and we were so sad.)x but today i saw him&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;{i was utterly shocked!}&lt;/span&gt; and we run the same station lar. and we started to bicker again like before.xD but it was fun running station wib him. he is a big time joker can. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, i saw yi mummy&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;{rome's aunty}&lt;/span&gt; today during lunch buffet.((: we were both so surprise lar.(x haa. such coincident.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hab wine just now. and now my face is as red as a monkey's butt can. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;valentine's day&lt;/span&gt; shopping this saturday wib yiru darling! wooo, i cant wait can!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: you are as sweet as sugar and i'm melting under the warmth in your eyes.(x much love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-13913788.post-113923732862254046</id><published>2006-02-06T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T06:55:25.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hello people.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i hab been slacking the whole day today. xD munching and watching tv. sinful me. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cookie is such a stalker today can. haa. he even stalked me to the toilet lar. like omg. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i got nothing more to blog about aready. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my baby boo. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113923732862254046?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113923732862254046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113923732862254046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113923732862254046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113923732862254046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113916411363988577</id><published>2006-02-05T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T10:28:33.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haben been updating recently can. my com hab decided to crash down again. like wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hab work from 9am-6.30pm today. was fucking crowded for brunch. and i seriously panic like hell because it was my very first time working on sunday. and there is this someone that really pissed me off. i mean really! i shall not elaborate on him further. it just makes me vomit blood.)x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i chatted quite alot wib hui ling during work as we were in the same station.(: and we were gossiping about our boyfriends lar. haa. the funny thing is, it happens that we both quarrelled wib our boyfriend the day before. but i definitely felt much better after talking to her. and anyway, rome apologize to me although is both our fault.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hit town wib qiqi and shirhee after work. went plaza singapura for starbucks.(: i love starbucks can! yummilicious. :D den we went to spotslight to get some material. cause qiqi is learning knitting now. like so cool can.(x and she promise to teach me after she masters the skills.(: i cant wait lar. watch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;memoris of geisha&lt;/span&gt; wib the girls.((: it was ok at first lar, but the movie gets way too draggy towards the ending. so we just left wibout finishing the movie. :x and by the time we left the cinema, it was 12 plus plus. so shirhee and qiqi gotta take a cab home.)x luckily rome came all the way from forum to ps to fetch me. and tt poor boy was drenched from head to toe.): &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;am kinda touched by wad he hab done.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i didnt noe i hab wrote so much craps. haa. shall get some beauty sleeps.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113916411363988577?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113916411363988577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113916411363988577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113916411363988577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113916411363988577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-haben-been-updating-recently-can.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113889700102008886</id><published>2006-02-03T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T09:16:14.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i guess i'm tinking too much again. perhaps? when i'm not by your side, i felt so insecure. and i tend to get so suspicious. and when all the bits and pieces started to show again, my mind just went in a mess. i started to recall all the unhappy memories and get so fustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are reading this, pls tell me what to do. and solve all those little question marks in my heart. i hate to feel it this way. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;words cant make that someone feel wad you are trying to express, is the heart and soul that does the job.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113889700102008886?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113889700102008886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113889700102008886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113889700102008886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113889700102008886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113855070205692941</id><published>2006-01-29T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T08:16:46.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; peeps.((: i hope everyone hab a wonderful day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i collect quite alot of ang baos. :D from my dad's family and rome's too. hoho. and i'm left wib mummy's side. so i hab been gambling, eating, chatting abt life and collecting ang baos today. and i'm freaking tired now.(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am off to genting tml morning.&lt;br /&gt;so do miss me pple. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ps: my baby boo, i wont be with you these few days. so pls takecare of yourslf. i love you and i'm gotta miss you so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113855070205692941?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113855070205692941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113855070205692941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113855070205692941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113855070205692941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-chinese-new-year-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113844459398580576</id><published>2006-01-28T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T07:52:11.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i must say rome is the pillar of  my life. haa.&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously cant live without.&lt;br /&gt;i heart you my baby boo. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got mum and dad couple shirts.&lt;br /&gt;they were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;delighted&lt;/span&gt;! :D haa.&lt;br /&gt;lovey dovey them.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;off for my reunion dinner.((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113844459398580576?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113844459398580576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113844459398580576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113844459398580576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113844459398580576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-must-say-rome-is-pillar-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113838124243736953</id><published>2006-01-28T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T09:00:42.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;chinese new yr&lt;/span&gt; is coming real fast.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many stuffs hab happen recently. but i didnt hab a chance to update all at once. plus i guess there is someting wrong wib the bandwidth that make my skin go haywire. pouts. anyway, i love my new skin fcukloads. :D pretty. will update again when i'm free.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113838124243736953?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113838124243736953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113838124243736953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113838124243736953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113838124243736953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-yr-is-coming-real-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113811961971774575</id><published>2006-01-24T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T09:22:39.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yiru darling is my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;happy pill&lt;/span&gt;! she is so funny can. and she never fail to crack me up. :D i love my darling so much!((: but she is not just mine anymore lar. haa. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went bugis wib rome in the afternoon. and is so crowded can. gosh. but i found some nice shoes. so i might be getting it tml after my work. rome is coming to fetch me after my work tml. i cant wait can. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met yiru darling aftertt. so that is when our gossiping starts. haa. we laugh like hell can. and i bet everyone is looking at us when we walked past them. haa. cause we were so engross in our conversation lar. anyway, am glad that darling is so happy now.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, is audrey's birthday today.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;haben seen her for so long lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta work tml. gosh. i'm so lazy can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113811961971774575?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113811961971774575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;gosh&lt;/span&gt;! yiru darling just told me something that makes me go WHOA! haa. :D she is so damn confused now lar. and i seriously dunno how to help her can. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally bought my skirt and now i'm left wib the shoes. actually i should be able to finish my cny shopping by now. but i just couldnt find the right shoes. is either they don hab the size, or they don hab the color i wan. like WTH. i tink i should call myself 'ms big foot'. haha. i got a size 7 for my feet can. and rome was like, ''gosh, mine is 9 and yours is 7. we'r 2 sizes different only.' ok, but nevertheless, i'm still proud of my feet can. pouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta mit rome ltr for his haircut. his hair is getting out of control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113800883880919583?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113800883880919583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113800883880919583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113800883880919583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113800883880919583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/gosh-yiru-darling-just-told-me.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113786391964960983</id><published>2006-01-22T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T10:03:58.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so happy can. :D shirhee darling is finally working together wib me soon! haa. she started her 1st day of training ystd.(: and we decided to really work hard after chinese new yr. i mean real hard.)x but is ok lar. cause she is around.((: lalala. i cant wait to work wib her can. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i seriously need a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;shopping spree&lt;/span&gt; can. splurge in all the pretty stuffs i wan! i'm feeling so no life now. no shopping, ok, i did do some new yr shopping recently but is all a last min ting. and i actually limit myslf to the stuffs i buy. that is really so not me. but i tink i shld quit tis bad habit and learn to save up! i need a holiday and a get-together wib my sweethearts soon!)x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby boo's birthday is round the corner. gosh. he is turning 20 soon. and i'm gotta give him a surprise. :D all planned. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;{you are gotta be 20 soon. like whoa. ah pek can. haha. so pls don be so childish anymore, teasing and disturbing me. grow up and be a mature man. i love you my boo.(:}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113786391964960983?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113786391964960983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113786391964960983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113786391964960983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113786391964960983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-so-happy-can.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113767677204993270</id><published>2006-01-19T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T10:05:52.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh. i'm feeling so &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt; can.)x&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno why. haa. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks rome's mummy for the presents.(:&lt;br /&gt;but mummy hab no freaking idea what to give in return can. haa. so we are still cracking our brains trying to tink of something nice. :D i guess i need rome's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;. my boyfriend is so &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yummilicious&lt;/span&gt;. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113767677204993270?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113767677204993270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113767677204993270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113767677204993270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113767677204993270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/ahhh_19.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113759179004269885</id><published>2006-01-18T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T07:22:43.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ps: i tink my eyebags are touching my cheekbones soon. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hit town wib rome today. :D i finally got my top from esprit.(: i love it. and rome loves it as well. so yups, i'm delighted. haa. :D went topman wib rome just now. and we saw afew tops that look so pretty! he went to try some on and i must say he seriously look so cute lar!(x but he is still not sure which to buy. cause i prefer the white one while he prefers the brown top. but the brown shirt is kinda ex can. is 89 fat bucks lar. that &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bigass spendthrift&lt;/span&gt;. oops. so we'r still deciding which suits his jeans best. nevertheless, he finally bought his puma shoe.(: and he is so happy. so my top-check, acessories-check, i'm still left wib my bottom and my shoes. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;SPECIAL&lt;/span&gt; day!&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my yummy chewy honey! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;{ps: thanks for all the love and i'm loving it.(: i dont mind getting more. haa.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/th828a796d.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/tiffanypearls.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/th48096f23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/th02c5189a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/thi99340779_30460.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/sienna7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113759179004269885?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113759179004269885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113759179004269885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113759179004269885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113759179004269885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/ps-i-tink-my-eyebags-are-touching-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/th_th828a796d.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13913788.post-113751522034405362</id><published>2006-01-17T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T08:27:00.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. i'm so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt; now. am not sure whether to go for the expo job or not. qiqi, xiangling and some others are not going to work lar.): because of the travelling time. while jing chyi, yichuan and tingwei did not reject the offer. so how how? is super far can. and i must work consecutively for 4 days. pouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to go out wib the guys in the morning. but i got stomachache lar. haa. guess i ate something wrong ystd. anyway, was feeling better in the afternoon. so rome suggested going town.((: and we went shopping. haa. he bought a pair of jeans and i bought some acessories. i so love the acessories at topshop can. haha. am going town again tml wib rome. :D didnt manage to get my top today due to me being so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;indecisive&lt;/span&gt; lar. haa. so i'll be getting either that top at mango or that at esprit. or mayb the one at topshop. :x. am so indecisive. ahhh. i cant wait can.(: rome is so tired after a whole day of shopping and walking. he is soundly asleep now. haa. we hab so fun today.((: much love.&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;{i love u.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta mit qiqi tml morning to pass her the key. which means i gotta wake up early tml! x( tml is the &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;SPECIAL&lt;/span&gt; day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to get my beauty sleep. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/thshop.gif" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/thretailtherapy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/thlovesitaeryharj.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/thgoldengirl.png" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/thflipflops2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/thdev7d3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113751522034405362?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113751522034405362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113751522034405362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113751522034405362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113751522034405362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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-13913788.post-113742904038556125</id><published>2006-01-16T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T08:43:55.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously feel that i'm not getting enough sleeps recently. pouts.): my eye bags and dark rings are getting&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was ok lar.(: mit up wib nicole and xian ling before work. was quite relax today. haa. not much ppl and i get to slack and talk. :D and i noe some juicy secrets today! like whoa. :o but someone really irritates me alot during work lar. that irritating asshole. and when me and nicole get to slack towards the end of work, he was like asking us stupid questions can.)x luckily sarchi save us.(: shall condemn him in future. haa. anyway, i just wanna say, &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;'I LOVE TO FOLD NAPKINS'&lt;/span&gt;. haa. i love to slack lar. so karnan, pls ask me to fold more napkins nxt time. haa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftertt went bugis wib xian ling. bought some stuffs and shop ard.(: chatted quite alot wib her. :D she is so cute lar. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still gotta mit the guys tml morning. arrgghh. shag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/thz5183035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/ththth6488c6b8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/i70956030_26258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/i126932663_25335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/i126396292_70373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/i70997628_58829.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13913788-113742904038556125?l=piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113742904038556125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13913788&amp;postID=113742904038556125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113742904038556125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13913788/posts/default/113742904038556125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmieandyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-seriously-feel-that-im-not-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>~*An9eLinE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11892790929969606387</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c12/angelrome/DRAMA%20QUEEN/th_thz5183035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
