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  <title>Velvet writings</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 19:11:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Now @ &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_cadburyhero&apos; lj:user=&apos;cadburyhero&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cadburyhero.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cadburyhero.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;cadburyhero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2007 17:14:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Maybe you&apos;re the reason why i&apos;m feeling butterflies.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Funny how my world keeps spinnin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you can be so silly&lt;br /&gt;You know just how to make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, your skin is so lovely&lt;br /&gt;It moves me when you touch me&lt;br /&gt;I know that you got my back&lt;br /&gt;It feels so safe when you hold me&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s already like you know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mind&apos;s void&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my joy&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re the dream when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;And hey I&apos;m for ya yeah I adore ya&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re everything that I need&lt;br /&gt;I love how you love me&lt;br /&gt;If I&apos;m made for you&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re made for me&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what we&apos;re gonna do now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- &lt;em&gt;Joss Stone&apos;s Tell me what we are gonna do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 15:26:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life is not easy...</title>
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  <description>for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all, confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something and that this thing, at whatever cos, must be attained. - Marie Curie</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 07:45:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;PARTIALLY LOCKED.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 14:18:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life&apos;s (ups and) downs.</title>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;keep things to myself most of the time and i&apos;m turning insane. blame my genes. I&apos;m no longer happy anymore because my life changes so rapidly that it&apos;s so hard to catch up. One day, i&apos;d probably break down and cry myself to death. Fuck the world. Hello my pessimistic self, you&apos;re out playing again.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 18:03:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We, the lovecats.</title>
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  <description>OMG, the word limit for my essay assignment is 2000 max and i&apos;ve exceeded by a good 600 words. After 1 agonising hour of editing, i only managed to cut it down to slightly more than 2.4k words. Why? Because all the things i&apos;ve written are relevant. Oh, and the best part is the due date is this coming friday. I&apos;ve completed the damn essay early last week and i only started to panick TODAY. I&apos;m so gonna die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, the &lt;em&gt;dou dou&lt;/em&gt; (bean) talk i had with key somehow relieved me from all the stressbugs. Topics are not to be disclosed here though.&amp;nbsp;We are going to the RMIT Bash this saturday. Swear it&apos;s gonna be fun with the capital F-U-N. Anyway, proper update will&amp;nbsp;be up this week.&amp;nbsp;First, please meet my NFSDBFFs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;300&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/CIMG1986.jpg&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I love my bean lovecats. (:&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Aug 2007 16:22:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My hero is you.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;National Day was good this year even though we spent it at theboy&apos;s, doing nothing but sleeping and eating.&amp;nbsp;We had our fav kueychap at Kovan and spent the rest of the afternoon napping.&amp;nbsp;Dinner was fabulous because we had 2 crabs (chilli and butter) from Crab Party and they are uber meaty. It has been a long time since we last did that. I swear it feels damn good to spend the day lazing around with your love. While packing, Uncle Roland showed me the boys&apos; childhood photos. Timang&amp;nbsp;used to smile till the eyes damn small (i don&apos;t know why he doesn&apos;t like to smile when taking pictures now) and Lionel&amp;nbsp;used to pose in front of the camera. SO CUTEEEEEEE.&amp;nbsp;Anyway, the renovation works over at the Ang&apos;s residence&amp;nbsp;are almost done&amp;nbsp;and i LOVELOVELOVE the sofa. I&apos;ve been yearning for&amp;nbsp;teppanyaki and Chef Mohammed Ray&apos;s teriyaki beef.&amp;nbsp;Timang&apos;s reply to my craving: &quot;I don&apos;t know when.&quot; My bank account is running out of moolahhhss and i need to get a job asap. But my assignment keeps holding me back. Due date is 2 weeks from now and i think my research&amp;nbsp;materials are still not enough. I studied Macro and MicroEcons&amp;nbsp;for the past few days and i think i&apos;m&amp;nbsp;gonna die a horrible death at the&amp;nbsp;end of the semester because i have 2&amp;nbsp;Econs module to&amp;nbsp;take. RMIT doesn&apos;t allow me to get exempted from macro. simifksimifk! OH YES, i swear i&apos;ve never been this hardworking during the poly days. I have alot of complaints and whatnot to type here but i guess it&apos;s a waste of time. I better get back to studying Micro and msn-ing. I&apos;m a pro in multi-tasking. Talking about multi-tasking, i remember reading an article about the bad side of multi-tasking&amp;nbsp;and it claimed that&amp;nbsp;it is actually bad for the brain. Okay, i better stop studying and do the msn-ing. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit//&lt;br /&gt;bernicelee is gonna win me in mahjong because she has been practicing it behind my back. she is a bad girl because she did the unthinkable the day before and&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;has been gambling. I&apos;ll complain to God&amp;nbsp;and he will punish&amp;nbsp;her by say,&amp;nbsp;asking her mom to give her lesser&amp;nbsp;pocket money&amp;nbsp;so that she can&apos;t go drinking anymore. BERNICE LEE,&amp;nbsp;I&apos;LL LAUGH AT YOUR BEER BELLY HOR.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>the sweet escape</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 10:07:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/WHILEWAITINGFORTIM.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Theboy said he will reach my place slightly past 11pm so i went to change at 1050pm and sat infront of my desk, waiting. I read my Econs notes for 5 minutes, listened to Morrissey and The Cure for 10 mins, was involved in a mini costume play myself (Sparrow&apos;s hair!!!) for 10 mins&amp;nbsp;and finally, i took out&amp;nbsp;the camera and started taking silly pictures til timang called. He was caught in&amp;nbsp;a couple of&amp;nbsp;traffic jams while travelling from AMK to my place and all&amp;nbsp;traffic jams were due to car accident. Is he sway or what. Tsk.&amp;nbsp;I was more hungry than grumpy so FOOD was all i think of. Miniwok noodles @ Thomson before heading down to Mustafa. I couldn&apos;t decide which Casio watch to get so in the end, i only bought 4 color markers. Hur. Anyhow, other than the weird smell, i think Mustafa is a good place to shop after hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good and the bad happened during the past few days. I&apos;m happy for ___________ and sad for ___________. May&amp;nbsp;God bless them.&amp;nbsp;(:&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 13:04:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hello school!</title>
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  <description>So i attended my first lecture of the semester and i swear i love it as much as i love my bolster. I was so motivated that i even wanted to start doing my written assignment (due in week 6) on the spot. In the end, i gave up cos i know nuts about the topic just yet.&amp;nbsp;HAHAHA. Anyhow, theboy was our saviour today cos he packed 5 girls (including myself) into the monster truck and drove us to Adam Road for nasilemak. The school cafeteria was so packed that i think 2 aren&apos;t even enough to accomodate 932489235 students.&amp;nbsp;I hope everyone will go home tomorrow after their morning class&amp;nbsp;because i wanna eat the chickenchop from the cafeteria! Oh yes,&amp;nbsp;the guys who&amp;nbsp;completed&amp;nbsp;NS look so fking toot, chikopek and all the negative shit!&amp;nbsp;I think my ex-classmate, Nicholasthenerdyoutcast, is 100 times better please. I hope theboy won&apos;t look&amp;nbsp;like that when he&apos;s done serving the nation. I feel so restless and hungry now, i think i can eat up the entire cow. Wait, i don&apos;t think i can finish one whole cow even if it&apos;s in teriyaki sauce and cooked in teppanyaki style. Talking about food, i almost vomitted whatever i ate during lunch today. Tehpeng saved me from being embarrassed. I guess it&apos;s the oily chickenwing. I can&apos;t eat food that&apos;s too oily. Okay, i&apos;m gonna pretend that the sorethroat isn&apos;t there and eat the potatochips which mom bought 847589 months ago. I&apos;ll do a proper update soon. Ciao.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 08:05:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Endurance at its best.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I often find myself dwelling in self-pity and most of the time, i would end up crying. It&apos;s really bad for the mental health especially when i&apos;m so fking stressed with work and the combination is drastic. You see, i&apos;ve fallen ill for almost a week or so and no, i have not fully recovered yet. My poor immune system and this company aren&apos;t fated to work together, seriously. Oh, guess what? One of the company&apos;s customers even appeared in my dream last night. WTF. Work has taken its toll on me and i really can&apos;t wait to get out of here. 4 more days, jenny, endure! &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2007 08:16:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dock holiday.</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;300&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/BERNS%20BDAY/CIMG0212.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23/05/2007: HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY BERNICE LEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to update this space for a very long time but work and sleep now occupy most of my weekdays and weekends are solely dedicated to timang, friends and family, leaving me with no time for net-surfing and whatnots. Since i&apos;ve completed most of my tasks, i think it&apos;s only right to slack, slack and slack now. Blog-surfing, check. Online windowshopping, check. Email accounts, check. Msn-ing, check.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i received my paycheck last week and it&apos;s&amp;nbsp;a miserable one. 5 days of leave and my pay is deducted by almost 1/3 of it. Cheebye. Worse still, i need to pay quite a number of stuffs and start saving up. After much calculation, i&amp;nbsp;reckon i would be left with no penny for personal indulgence.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I have so many things to blog about, so many pictures to upload but i guess the anniversary is the priority.&amp;nbsp;Theboy and i&amp;nbsp;have been together for a good 1 year 6 days and we&apos;re still uber stable. I just met him for lunch! :D Unlike many couples, we didn&apos;t really celebrate our anniversary (note: 1 YEAR, not few months. We think celebrating month-sary is lame) with expensive dinner and&amp;nbsp;present. Instead, we spent the day, shopping for scrapbook materials, getting all amazed at the cute lil things available, BigO with rachel and her friend (rachel brought us to her favourite scrapbook shop!), and then back home doing scrapbook. We spent a total of S$189.39 on the materials and theboy said &quot;Girl, i think it&apos;s not enough. Wanna buy somemore?&quot; But all i did was&amp;nbsp;to give&amp;nbsp;him the &quot;HUH?!&quot; look because the materials are enough for 3 layouts! Timang never fails to amaze me, i swear. Anyway, the day ended with much&amp;nbsp;satisfaction and love.&amp;nbsp;We were quite proud at our first attempt, seriously. Pictures will be uploaded on the next entry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i better get back to work before &lt;em&gt;stinko&lt;/em&gt; decided to complain about me. Wait, maybe she already did. Ah, fuck that. Fuck her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, till then.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 02:59:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/32X02QBRN_normal.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was bored and tired of chasing after payment 2 days ago, i went to surf topshop.com and stumbled upon this. I think it was love at first sight because ever since then, i kept going back to the website just to look at it. I told theboy and he said he will get it for me if we can find it in Singers. A W E S O M E. Now i got one new item on my topshop agenda. If the local outlets don&apos;t have it, our last chance would be the shop which carries Fred Perry line @ Ann Siang (i forgot the name).</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2007 17:21:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Get well soon, &amp;lt;3.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So my birthday is less than 23 hours away and i don&apos;t feel excited at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from theboy&apos;s and i swear if i could stay over, i would. Timang is sick to&amp;nbsp;the bones. Tlc is not even enough to make him feel better. It just hurts to see him suffer from the damn sorethroat, headaches, onandoff fever and bodyaches. And it hurts even more when he said &quot;i don&apos;t wanna miss your birthday&quot;.&amp;nbsp;Sigh. I hope everything is gonna be fine and dandy, at least for the weekends. Please! ): &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 13:42:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Because i think i got rejected by NTU and NUS. &lt;br /&gt;Because i received a letter of offer from SIM.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Because i need to confirm my acceptance and settle all relevant documents&amp;nbsp;+ payment of first semester by 12 May. &lt;br /&gt;Because i only have less than 2 weeks to find ways to get the fking money.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Because i&apos;m worried that i can&apos;t settle the first instalment before date due. &lt;br /&gt;Because i need to start finding banks for education loan with a favourable repayment scheme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m having mixed feelings now. I&apos;m fking happy yet fking depressed/helpless.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I really wish i have a fairy godmother.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 13:32:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>JE T&apos;AIME</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Dad and Mom, hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being such a horrible daughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I love you both more than anything else in the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, thank you timang, for always being there for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;You have shown me a different meaning of&amp;nbsp;love and i thank God for letting you being one of the main characters in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart, favboy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2007 12:34:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Too much heaven.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;5 days in the office and i&apos;ve already experienced some mild political issues. I don&apos;t know whether there&apos;s anything about me but i&apos;m sure there is alot of things going on. Work was boring as hell. I can&apos;t imagine doing the same thing for the next 2 months and 3 weeks. I&apos;m so gonna die. Perserverance jenny, perserverance. Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the past week was somewhat like an emotional rollarcoaster ride. At one point of time, i was uber hyperactive and cheery, and at another, I was crying over some minor issues. I blame it on work. It drove me nuts. Thankfully, a talk with theboy got my emotional state back to normal (stable), else, i would have miss work on Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 March 2007:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before SIM application deadline. Yes, we finally got our arses down to Clementi HQ to submit our application after 1 week plus of procastination. Bern left for Fort Canning while theboy and i cabbed down to Concorde to collect the Titus Summer Collection watch (apparently, i got a letter from Cleo that i won this watch). Then it was back to theboy&apos;s place to nurse my cramp. I think i lost too much blood cos i spent the rest of the day eating, sleeping, eating and sleeping. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo001.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo004.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo003.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 April 2007: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&quot;LOVE, I PASSED MY DRIVING!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;I was trying really hard to remain quiet and &apos;composed&apos; when i received this sms from theboy. In the end, i let out a soft &quot;yeah!&quot; and got my Malaysian colleague staring at me. Fking embarrassing but who cares. I smiled at her and thought, my boyfriend got his driving license and i&apos;m sure it beat what your boyfriend has done in his entire life. I&apos;m sorry man, i know i&apos;m damn mean but i have something against them. Don&apos;t ask me why. Anyway, theboy passed his FIRST tp and i&apos;m so fking proud of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 April 2007: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing to look forward to that day was dinner with theboy. He came and picked me up from work (with his dad&apos;s monster truck) before we head down to town for Freedom Writers. It&apos;s a damn good movie and i give it 11/10! I lost count of the no of times i&apos;ve teared. It&apos;s based on a real life story of kids who have gone through US civil war back in the 90s. After the show, i vowed that i will confirm, guarantee plus chop, get the Freedom Writers Diary. I felt a tinge of &lt;font color=&quot;#333333&quot;&gt;guiltiness though. You will get what i mean if you have watched the show. So after the movie, theboy brought me to Balestier for our dinner at the famous bar kun teh outlet before heading home at 12am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00296.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 April 2007: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day i realised how the time passed by so slowly that i almost died of boredom. For the past few days, i&apos;ve been staring at the computer for 8 hours. On this particular day, I felt a sharp pain in both my eyes and it freaked the hell out of me. I thought i was going blind. I kept taking breaks and each time, it was no shorter than 5 minutes. Low productivity rate that day and i think my in-charge hates me. When the clock struck 6, i quickly packed my bag and off to find Chit, only to find out that the boss&apos; son hasn&apos;t finish his work. We managed to complete his work before 7pm. It was down to Vivo to meet Tina. We did alot of catching up over dinner and after much persuasion, we finally gave in and followed Chit to E-Zone. I didn&apos;t know arcade is so fun! We spent alot of money on this machine which is meant for COUPLES only (Tina and i had the best compatibility). Haha. I have to agree that it&apos;s the people you go out with that determines the fun level. &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;When Chit&apos;s on the phone and i had no one to talk to = PDH-ing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/awesomeshot-0475-.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;6 April 2007: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Happy Birthday, my special polymate (you know who you are)! 3 years of friendship and counting. You&apos;re one of the reasons why i go to school for. Swear! Anyway, i&apos;m so sorry that all of us couldn&apos;t celebrate this special day with you. I&apos;m sure your boyf will do a good job on that. We will do it next week and you better like it! WO AI NI MANYMANY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, theboy was busy (roll eyes) and Bern&apos;s sentosa plan was cancelled so I managed to do a little catching up with sleep. Well, it&apos;s either the lack of sleep or i slept too much, i woke up with a bad headache and it dragged all the way till night time. It was too much to bear with! Anyway, Bern and i spent 3 hours in Sembawang that day, doing nothing but eating and talking. We felt so ahlian that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 April 2007: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theboy came and picked me up from work before heading down to Chinatown for my favourite porridge. We parked the car inside the building where the stall is located and when we left the place, theboy ranted about the parking fee in that lok-kok building. I don&apos;t know why but i find it hilarious to see how he can kp about so many things after he got the car. Anyway, we decided to head down to Vivo since there was still time. Theboy got me to read the streetdirectory and i got him and myself confused. I&apos;m sorry man. I suck at geography and i suck at map-reading. Luckily, after a few missed exits and turns, we found ourselves at Vivo. No shopping was done since he was (self-proclaimed) broke and i was totally cash-strapped. Everytime we have no idea where to go, we will end up at Kino or Borders for some reading. We were just glad that Vivo has PageOne. I think we stayed there for an hour or so, reading (briefly) &quot;Sorry Everybody&quot; and some random design books. We made a short stop at his place before heading over to mine for dinner. HE parked the car at a lot where we can see from upstairs since we were worried that some _ _ _ _ _ _ will scratch the car. After dinner and 1 hour plus of me being a vainpot, we headed down to Joo Chiat to pick Bern (theboy was the angry driver) before driving down to my &apos;surprise&apos;. Right, i tell you, we were the awesome threesome at Mount Faber&apos;s The Altivo even though it was not romantic at all. I&apos;m in love with Sex on the beach and the place! Swear we&apos;re gonna come back! Thereafter, we sent Bern home before heading down to Bishan for supper. A surprise from theboy again before heading home. I still feel bad about ruining the &apos;new surprise&apos; because i don&apos;t feel good about the whole thing. That place is not for couples during the weekends. I hate the sight of many cars along the road. I hate the sight of _ _ _ _ _ _, bengsenglianhuay and their bikes. But i must say, i really appreciate the effort theboy made to make my week better. &amp;lt;3&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/awesomeshot-0472-1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo007.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;203&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo008.jpg&quot; width=&quot;270&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;203&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo009.jpg&quot; width=&quot;270&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;From the sun-roof; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;218&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo010.jpg&quot; width=&quot;290&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;203&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo012.jpg&quot; width=&quot;270&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;203&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo017.jpg&quot; width=&quot;270&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo021.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cosmopolitan; Sex on the Beach; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo022.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo031.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;203&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo023.jpg&quot; width=&quot;270&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;203&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo025.jpg&quot; width=&quot;270&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;203&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo026.jpg&quot; width=&quot;270&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;203&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo028.jpg&quot; width=&quot;270&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;fyi, we weren&apos;t high, just feeling bored since bern went to the ladies and we have no one to make noise at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo032.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo036.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo034.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/2007TheAltivo039.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 April 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Kovan with theboy and Aaron before heading down to Serangoon Gardens. Aaron was sweet though. He drove all the way down to Kovan to accompany his girlfriend (fyi, she went to the salon to get her hair done so you can imagine the no of hours Aaron has to wait). Oh, and the girlfriend was selected to be SIA stewardess! Pris, are you envious? HAHA. Anyway, i had so much fun with theboy over at Gardens. We visited the park which holds a couple of sweet memories before having ice-cream from Haato. Everything was nice, though the day with him was short.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Work tomorrow again and i&apos;m already dreading it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i&apos;m done for now. Till then.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 14:49:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m dentophobic.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;My gums have been red and swollen ever since a couple of weeks ago and recently it started&amp;nbsp;to bleed&amp;nbsp;(every few minutes). Since it&apos;s at the front teeth, the bleeding is damn obvious. So now i&apos;m fking self-conscious when i smile. Like must lick the front teeth to see whether there&apos;s blood or not before i smile and cannot smile too big kind.&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ve lost enough blood this month and this just had to add on the burden.&amp;nbsp;I think i have&amp;nbsp;lousy gum. I brush&amp;nbsp;my pearlies and rinse my mouth with listerine&amp;nbsp;twice a day, and i still get it. Fk. My mom said it&apos;s cos of heatiness and lack of h2o. So from now on, i&apos;m gonna drink 500ml of h2o at work and 500ml at home. But other than water and a visit to the dentist (i have dentophobia, thank you very much), is there anything else that helps? I need some good advices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news, today&apos;s my first day at Allinton and omg la, my&amp;nbsp;job scope&amp;nbsp;are way stressful. Accounts is a&amp;nbsp;bitch! I&apos;m sort of doing the HR stuffs as well. Before i end work today, my supervisor said &quot;actually i&apos;ve already done this, i just need to double check. I&apos;ll give you more when you&apos;re done with these few.&quot; after passing me a few pieces of sales order. Wtf. I can foresee that tomorrow&apos;s hell for me. It&apos;s okay.&amp;nbsp;The pay is the ultimate motivation. I&apos;m so gonna get used to the whole&amp;nbsp;work routine that i&apos;m gonna ace it.&amp;nbsp;830am - 6pm Monday to Friday, 830am - 1pm Saturday.&amp;nbsp;My dear friend is gonna talk to his mom (&quot;mommy, young adults don&apos;t work on weekends. they go out and play.&quot;) so that we don&apos;t have to work on weekend. I hope&amp;nbsp;it works. The working hours&amp;nbsp;seemed short today though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 13:56:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Shanghai knight.</title>
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  <description>Theboy&apos;s finally back and for the past few days, i have been hearing &quot;i can get this for $20 in Shanghai!&quot; &quot;Girl, next time we go Shanghai kae. Go there and tailor your clothes. Damn cheap.&quot; &quot;The xiaolongbao there even cheaper!&quot; Shanghai this, Shanghai that. Bern, Pris and i almost threw our knives at him when we were having lunch at NewYorkNewYork Amk Hub. Anyway, it is more than happypill love ever since he came back. Everything&apos;s splendid. ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos arranged in chronological order (Before theboy left for Shanghai to after he came back to Singers). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/awesomeshot-1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00258.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00052.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00049.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00053.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00059.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/awesomeshot-0472.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00274.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;312&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/m81329729.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/awesomeshot-0475.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/awesomeshot-0477.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00287.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00289.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00290.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/DSC00291.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i&apos;m gonna go get some rest. The cramp&apos;s almost unbearable. Tsk!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 07:12:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Premonition, not.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I had the weirdest dream for 2 mornings in a row.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first one i dreamt of wasn&apos;t exactly a terror attack. More like some monster is trying to bring harm to all humans in Singapore and me and some other heros were trying to save the country. Oh, in that dream,&amp;nbsp;I had special powers and the ability to fly! It was fking awesome! Think Captain Planet. :D The ending was kind of sad though. All of us were trapped in this building and the water came pouring in. Everyone&amp;nbsp;said their last words as the water level rised. It was then that i woke up to the most annoying call ever. Fk that recruit express girl.&amp;nbsp;I couldn&apos;t get back to sleep thereafter. I guess in the end, all of us died or maybe some hero out there came and save us. This morning, i dreamt of something similar. It seems like there was a monster attack as well (think War of the Worlds). I remember seeing one of the Suntec&amp;nbsp;Towers&amp;nbsp;and the situation was uber chaotic. Crashed train and cars&amp;nbsp;plunging down from above. Omg, i swear it was&amp;nbsp;damn scary. I saw some familiar faces and followed them into a house near Suntec City (is there even one in walking distance from Suntec?) and there we were, sitting in front of the television, watching news. Just when it was the climax of the dream, i was waken up by that fking recruit express girl yet again. Cb. Why must she call me early in the morning. I rejected her call twice and couldn&apos;t get back to sleep (again!) so yeah,&amp;nbsp;there goes the ending.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t ask me why i have this kind of dreams. Probably it&apos;s a vague premonition of disaster. But my mom said if we tell others about&amp;nbsp;the bad dreams/nightmares we had, it will not happen. Since i&apos;ve blogged about it, i guess it will not happen. ((:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited (15:20) -------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when i felt really thin and there were times when i felt really fat. But, everyone has been telling me that i&apos;ve grown thinner and all so i decided to weigh myself. To my surprise, i&apos;ve shed 3.5kg and that made me a 42.5kg missus! Like how the fk did i do that when i still snack like nobody&apos;s business especially during Chinese New Year and i haven&apos;t been going to the gym for the longest time ever. In disbelief, I asked my mom to testify what i saw and she was shocked too. Needless to say, i got a round of naggings from my mom. I didn&apos;t know not smoking for a good 6 or 7 months will slim you down (i thought it was the opposite?). Damnit. I feel anorexic. I don&apos;t wanna be skinny. A body of bones-only is an awful sight.&amp;nbsp;I think i should start&amp;nbsp;going out for supper again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 10:52:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>10 days survival course.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I feel terrible at the thought of not seeing theboy for the next 10 days. I was at the airport, few hours ago, sending him off and boy, was it the most lonely trip home. Damn, i sound like some clingy girlf (i&apos;m not, okay!). Bet he&apos;s busy playing winning eleven on his psp rather than checking out all the cheena stewardesses on board.&amp;nbsp;HAHA. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Bern and i decided to give Ben and Jerry&apos;s a shot since we think that working there would definitely be fun. Me love Ben and Jerry&apos;s ice cream! New York Super Fudge is the love (after the ice cream from AwfullyChocolate)! We&apos;ve sent in our resume (yes, they want resume) so hopefully we can get in. HEHEHE. I can&apos;t wait! I need to keep myself occupied and earn some income before uni starts. Talking about uni, i&apos;ve decided to apply for SIM-RMIT Bachelor of Business Management (Marketing) since there is a high chance of me not getting into NTU or NUS. July intake, july intake! Too bad Bern can only apply for the January one. Tsk. And, if i really get in SIM, i&apos;m gonna apply for the scholarship then i don&apos;t have to pay the tuition fees anymore. Well, that is if i got it. Right, so pray for me kae. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m bored and i&apos;m sick of a bummer&apos;s life. Oh, and mahjong is a boyf-stealer. Yes?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 17:33:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mom, i hope you are proud of me.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Okay, this is one long overdue post about my last semester&apos;s result. YES. i got it exactly a week ago and boy, was i proud of myself! Distinction for Introduction to Psychology (yeah, you read it right. to think that i was whining so much about how i&apos;m gonna fail my paper and all that), Final Year Project and Principle of Supply Chain Management. Oh well, other than that, i got a B and 2 C+s. Damn law. I think i almost failed the main paper. Anyway, so that made up my semester&apos;s GPA to 3.46 which i am&amp;nbsp;uber happy about.&amp;nbsp;Like seriously, this is the second time in my 3 years of poly that i got a GPA more than 3.0. Now, don&apos;t give me that look. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what really dampened my mood was how my mom reacted to the news. All i saw was indifference in her expression. You know what? I&apos;m so used to it already. No matter how hard i work for, i will never receive that &quot;Good job, girl&quot; &quot;I&apos;m so proud of you. Work harder next time kae!&quot; from my parents ever since i started poly.&amp;nbsp;I can only list out two events which i could actually feel that&amp;nbsp;they were proud of me; The day when i received my PSLE and O level results. Well, maybe we drifted apart, maybe i&apos;ve grown up and don&apos;t really stick to her like how i used to anymore, maybe&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;are too shy to express our innermost feelings. But whatever it is, &lt;em&gt;i still love my mother hell loads&lt;/em&gt;. I&apos;m gonna say it here cos i don&apos;t know when will i actually tell her&amp;nbsp;face to face. Okay, i&amp;nbsp;better stop talking&amp;nbsp;about this before i start&amp;nbsp;to cry.&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m such a sissy. Damnit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i wish that my family is rich so that i don&apos;t have to worry about so many things in life. Whoever say money isn&apos;t important must be some rich kids.&amp;nbsp;Money, in Singapore, is fking important. It&apos;s like the lifeblood of everything. Without money, you can&apos;t pay for you bills, yours or your&amp;nbsp;kids&apos; education, house, car,&amp;nbsp;meals and so on. Without money,&amp;nbsp;you can go nowhere. You need&amp;nbsp;love, family, friends and money to keep you sane and insane. Well, at least to me, they&amp;nbsp;keep me emotionally stable. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school ended on early feb and i&apos;m still a bummer. I can&apos;t believe that i&apos;ve been living off theboy&apos;s&amp;nbsp;and my angbaos for the longest time ever. Omg, i feel so ashamed of myself. I should really go bang the wall. Tsk. So people, if you have any job lobang, whether or not we know each other, please tell me kae. I need the money to survive in university&amp;nbsp;since i&apos;m not gonna take any allowance from my parents. Sigh. I&amp;nbsp;hate adulthood. I hate this route to the new phase&amp;nbsp;of life.&amp;nbsp;Yes, i&apos;m a whiner.&amp;nbsp;):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 16:58:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m still not used to the whole &quot;jenny-you-have-no-school-anymore&quot; situation. I&apos;ve been leading an aimless life. For the past few days, everyday was a routine of Wakeup-Washup-Lunch-TV/MSN/Internet-Dinner-TV/MSN/Internet-Sleep and the only bonus was meeting theboy or girlfriends. Yes, my life is boring as hell.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, theboy and i, being the nicest couple on earth (HAHAHA), decided to meet dear Bernice Lee to cheer her up. Well, we ended up cabbing down to town and then chinatown, only to find out that her friend&apos;s birthday party was at some sleazy KTV lounge. The atmosphere scared the shit out of me. Seriously, it&apos;s like those KTVs that have hostess who does strip shows and all that. Dirtydirty. Anyway, we left Bernice in the care of her friends and decided to walk around the streets of Chinatown. I think i saw 1 or 2 S.E.X shops there. Old men need to do their thing. &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Chinatown has lots of hidden treasures!&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/CIMG0178_.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;theboy looks like a girl here. tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/CIMG0184_.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Smith St; While waiting for Bernice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/1.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/CIMG0202_.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice Lee. &lt;/p&gt;Anyway, i&apos;ve gotten my black stockings and i&apos;m wearing it for my grad night. I just need something to spice up the boring black dress i have so yep. I don&apos;t know if i can carry the style and all but whatever, no harm trying. There. &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;333&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/dress.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know what to blog about so that&apos;s it. Till then and goodbye people. I&apos;m dying of insomnia and i miss my schooling days.</description>
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  <lj:music>coldplay - fix you.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">coldplay - fix you.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2007 08:58:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What does your name tells others about you.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;A: Addicted to sex &lt;br /&gt;B: Likes people &lt;br /&gt;C: Is wild and crazy &lt;br /&gt;D: Has one of the best personalities ever &lt;br /&gt;E: Is a damn good kisser &lt;br /&gt;F: People adore you &lt;br /&gt;G: Never let people tell you what to do &lt;br /&gt;H: Has a very good personality and looks &lt;br /&gt;I: Is always there for his/her friends &lt;br /&gt;J: Lives life for fun &lt;br /&gt;K: A big tease &lt;br /&gt;L: Loved by everyone &lt;br /&gt;M: Makes dating fun &lt;br /&gt;N: Best in bed &lt;br /&gt;O: Dead sexy &lt;br /&gt;P: Popular with all types of people &lt;br /&gt;Q: A hypocrite &lt;br /&gt;R: Likes to flirt &lt;br /&gt;S: Easy to fall in love with &lt;br /&gt;T: Crazy/hyper &lt;br /&gt;U: Really likes to chill &lt;br /&gt;V: Not judgemental &lt;br /&gt;W: Very broad minded &lt;br /&gt;X: Never let people tell you what to do &lt;br /&gt;Y: Always a good boyfriend/girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;Z: Always ready&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#008080&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;: Lives life for fun&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;: Is a damn good kisser&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#008080&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;: Best in bed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;: Best in bed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;: Is always there for his/her friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;: People adore you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;: Is a damn good kisser &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;: Likes to flirt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;: Loved by everyone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;: Is always there for his/her friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: Makes dating fun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;: Makes dating fun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;: Is a damn good kisser &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;: Is always there for his/her friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;: Always a good boyfriend/girlfriend &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;: Really likes to chill &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;: Best in bed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i forgot where i got this from but it&apos;s interesting. I didn&apos;t know i like to flirt. HAHA.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <lj:music>the fray - how to save a life.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">the fray - how to save a life.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 11:55:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What&apos;s here and there?</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m amazed by how my mood changed dramatically over the past few days. I was at my lowest last night and broke down crying, over something trivial. I felt like a fool.&amp;nbsp;All of a sudden, i felt all alone. What a depressing way to end the day, i say.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, Bern and i talked about our boyfriend issues, f-universities, random girls and guys, and jobs while having&amp;nbsp;starbucks. Damn. I&apos;m desperate for a job.&amp;nbsp;Banks, MNCs, whatever.&amp;nbsp;But, i don&apos;t know what do i wanna work as.&amp;nbsp;I suck at planning my future and now,&amp;nbsp;i&apos;m at risk of ruining it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 16:49:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m supposed to be studying you know.</title>
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  <description>The weekend shall be devoted to studying. Swear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;From the oldest to the newest;&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;300&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;225&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/evejenn2.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;300&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/18012007021.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;526&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/bandwagon.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;571&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/akucintagao.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;570&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/placebohoneyy/almostreligiouslylove.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">yoshiki - without you.</media:title>
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