<?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-22665437</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:04:21.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22665437.post-116188484493092522</id><published>2006-10-26T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T01:47:24.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love is when you hang up the phone with your loved one and find yourself outside her house 30mins later with lunch in your hand. okay, i took almost two hours t reach. its quite far alright, and consider ive t get her food. not bad already. but that little pig was sleeping when i reached her house downstairs, so i called her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;me ; HELLO! are you sleeping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;baby ; huh? yea... (in a half dead tone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;me ; wanna come your house downstairs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;baby ; huh? what? (in 1/3 dead tone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;me ; im at your house downstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;baby ; huh?! u sure. b, dont play. (in 1/4 dead tone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;me ; hehe, no lar. bluff you one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;baby ; you sure or not? where are you? (in 1/5 dead tone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;me ; HEHEHEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;baby ; youre downstairs!? (i think she is quite awake by this point of time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;me ; I BOUGHT BAOS FOR YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;baby ; oh gosh, i come down now i come down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, its like so fun t give surprises like that. baby dont heart attack and die ok. still got more t come! went baby house and she ate her bao and peanut pancake. with that silly grin on her face.  i guess they call it love! hehehe. ok, i sound so love sick. and i had self proclaimed holiday for myself that day. skipped lecture like duh.&lt;br /&gt;but i was a good girl today cuz i went t school. but cuz its baby's birthday. wanted t ask her crash lecture, but today's lecture was like unsafe cuz i had been skipping this lecturer lecture for the past one term. and t my surprise somehow, she actually remember my name. met up with baby before lecture and passed her lappy and Cream ( the new hammy ) had lecture for two hours and baby waited outside. showed her the videao i made for her yesterday. 4 hours of hardwork and it took only 2 mins plus for it finish. sad case, but baby like it. SO ITS OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;let her listen t some stuffs on our way t tamp and she ______ _____. hahaha, ssssshhh. lunched together and we took neos. its a pretty simple date, but i had fun. had t leave for psychology tutorial at three plus. so it was byebye baby. but wells, im meeting her for church tomorrow, yea. CHURCH.&lt;br /&gt;psychology tutorial was fun, mel is in the same class as me. oh, mel is a friend t i got t know during canoe polo. the people there were quite fun, and the tutor is funny, i think. there is no school tomorrow! and i just realised my timetable is relatively slack, but the timing totally sucks. there is only 2 hours of class on monday, thursday and friday. monday's lab class is e-learning, so no need t be in schoool, and i will be changing psycho lecture. thurday there is only psycho tutorial from FOUR T SIX. and friday there is Journalism from TWO T FOUR. what sucky timetables. pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, and not forgetting t mention, i saw my retarded love today. i thought i wont see her cuz she said she was granting herself own holidays.  tsktsk. but im damn HAPPY t see her lar. i actually hugged her, for the first time for 6 months (almost) i finally hugged her! but she dint hug me back! sucker. but she said cuz my baby was there. TSK. such a moron. i haven seen her for only like 5 days, and i miss her so much. eeeee, i cant understand why. and i think she's on her way home now from work.&lt;br /&gt;omfg, i blogged like so long. i really wonder who actually reads all of them. and NOBODY is taggin me! why huh why huh why huh!? damn sad. love me tag me ok! LOL. byebye world. enjoy your weekend(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not yet, but soon(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116188484493092522?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116188484493092522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116188484493092522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116188484493092522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116188484493092522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-is-when-you-hang-up-phone-with.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116188480106804817</id><published>2006-10-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T01:46:41.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:6;color:red;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!&lt;br /&gt;its your 17th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its the first one im gonna spend with you.though we already celebrated on monday,we're meeting today t er celebrate again!&lt;br /&gt;its been a blessing knowing someone like you,youve made my days filled with joy and smiles.im gonna make up for the past 17 birthdays we missed.and i hope im able t spend your birthdays with you till youre old.making every single one the best, and better than the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;all the best in your future endeavours,and of course in your O levels.please do study hard and it will end before you know it.i will be waiting for you! (:you know, i know. :D&lt;br /&gt;last but not least,&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt;you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116188480106804817?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116188480106804817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116188480106804817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116188480106804817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116188480106804817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-babyits-your-17thand.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116171085018108237</id><published>2006-10-25T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T01:27:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im tired of being the bad guy in every problem that arises around me. im sick of being the one making others upset. im fed up of being the one in the wrong all the time. dont i have feelings too? cant i have my temper? cuz i was a player so im forever a player? cus i have tattoo, piercings and i smoke so im the always the one who is at fault? fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was random. maybe im bottling up too much, im spouting nonsense here. so much cant be mentioned, for i will be labelled as the bad girl again. CONDEMNED. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dnoe what friends are for,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adios my friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116171085018108237?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116171085018108237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116171085018108237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116171085018108237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116171085018108237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-tired-of-being-bad-guy-in-every.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116162026475377864</id><published>2006-10-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:17:44.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was almost late for lecture today. almost, and its back t the oh so boring lectures and never ending tutorials. fuck it. rushed t tm t get baby's present and bus-ed down t hougang. baby gave me a damn huge surprise! somehow it left me wondering if its her birthday or mine. she gave me a hamster! t keep junior company, so sweeet pls. when she took it out from her bag i went into an OMG mood for like 10 mins. thanks baby! gave her the bracelet and she wore it ON THE SPOT. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t ah keow's place t get her hair trimmed. passed her the second present (also known as surprise number one, cuz she thought the bracelet was the only present.) she likes it, i think. its a long sleeve shirt from M Industires. but the sad thing is, baby is like puny somehow, the shirt was too big for her. its tagged a M like hello! lunch at KFC, and as usual, she stuff me with food food and food. IM REALLY PUTTING ON WEIGHT! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed back t tamp and got the shirt change t S. S leh!!! so small please. TSK. ok, s for small what. scurried back t school with baby for lecture. i felt kinda lost that time cuz i dint see anyone in the same cds. but thank God, maybelle's friend same CDS as me, so we went together. and fyi, she works just opposite me in Parkway lur! baby was being so irritating in lecture. restless kid. hahah,im gonna be a psycho! yay. oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecture ended at 5ish and we bus-ed back t tamp mall. saw so many people! shihan, chuilin, weesing, xin mei and huizhen. then after that saw amanda and co too. tamp is so happening today, baby say cuz she is there. yea right! hahaha. we played time crisis and baby so suck at it. tsktsktsk. baby left at 7ish 8. she left in a hurry cuz her sister was there already. i dint like the feeling of her leaving just like that. blahhh lar then i bus-ed home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all(almost)of the above is the happy things that happened today. and for the bad one, its like damn agonising. some stuffs happened and i couldnt carry out the second surprise. sorry baby that i kinda shouted at you. i prepared some stuffs for it and its really damn frustrating when it all goes poof. gone like that.. you know i still love you the same. (: hope you enjoyed yourself today. thanks for the drawings and hamster! hehehe, we will grow older together. we will meet on thurs again yea. ti amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school tomorrow, but got work. oh fuck. from 1pm t 11pm at cine. people come find me ok! it will be my first time working at cine. yayness. :D but no double pay, knn. okok, and t clear up doubts, i am still single, but not available. hawhaw. -proud face. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how t bring myself t ______ you. everytime i think about it, i get ______. you chose _______ over me. so im not even worth ________? when you were ________ in the _______, have i came across your mind? how anxious i am waiting for you t come. i know you are _______. but ______ doesnt help anymore. what is ______ is ______. live with it. i feel _____ that i cant _____ you, but if i do, i have t bear with this ______ in me. but if i dont, its like im drinking a bottle of poison and waiting for you t die.so which one t choose? someone teach me. btw this is not a r/s thing. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah gong and ah ma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116162026475377864?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116162026475377864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116162026475377864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116162026475377864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116162026475377864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/was-almost-late-for-lecture-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116153093269154683</id><published>2006-10-22T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:59:42.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh! cramp was damn bad. went t work only at 3. the retarded love came down at around 4 t give me pills, distilled water and mentos! i dnoe why mentos, but she everytime give me mentos when she come. and i just realised she every sunday also come down find me. ok lar, damn sweet ok. love love yunting. hehehe, work with the new girl was alright. she was from SJC too. what a small world lur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left work at 8. kaesen came down and we had dinner. she is such a sucker. she think my jokes are not funny. but it is damn funny lor. she dnoe how t appreciate. we had some interesting conversation, but i cant remember a single one, fuck. she cabbed t bugis and i ta her shun feng ce. wtf, i dnoe wth i just typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its monday tomorrow, omfg. i cant fucking hell wait. hurry hurry hurry. i hope the lecture will be like damn shortttt. i pray and i wish! hehehe. baby's gonna crash my first psychotic lecture. HAHAHA. whatever lur. i hope everything will go well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce wong, you say we will have lunch together this week. and thanks for being such a lovely retard. though you cared in a way like you dont, i still know you do. like how you go, "youre 17 year old and you dnoe how t take care of yourself". How you actually think of ways for me t reduce the bad cramps but punctuating every little advice with 'retard', 'stupid', 'idiot' and whatsoevers. and how you pat my tummy when you went off today(i dnoe if you remember) [you just told me you actually wna hit my tummy but thinking that i had cramps, you change your mind and pat me instead. ASS]and say take care ah! then give me that spastic face. you know i heart you the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye world. bless your souls. HAHA. and tag leh! only baby tag. hehehe, love you lar baby(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/js%20013.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/js%20013.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distilled water, mentos and pills..with love(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/22-10-06_1613.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/22-10-06_1613.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help looking retarded, cuz im with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/22-10-06_1612.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/22-10-06_1612.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair was in my mouth, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/chalet%20061.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/chalet%20061.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a random photo of 8 years(average)of friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/270706%20001.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/270706%20001.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be seeing them in 10 hours time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/mommyandi.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/mommyandi.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this photo! no doubt she is my mom. just wonder where the genes are. pffft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116153093269154683?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116153093269154683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116153093269154683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116153093269154683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116153093269154683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ahhh-cramp-was-damn-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116145581651676583</id><published>2006-10-22T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T03:03:16.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg omg omg. cramp is a killer. i nearly fainted at workplace. and the new girl never come! tmd. time was practically crawling today. i hope the cramps wont be this bad tomorrow. siauling(my pri sch friend) came down after my work t look for me and hailun. chilled out together for awhile and headed home. passed cookie her skates and brought junior down too. see, cookie! i so nice. got fight she also never jio me go see. tsktsk. LETS FIGHT ONE DAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;conversation one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;vages&gt;my scream got lost in a paper cup. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;where you working at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;vonnn- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;PP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;vages&gt;my scream got lost in a paper cup. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;huh. peter pan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;vonnn- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;parkway parade you idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;conversation two.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;vages&gt;my scream got lost in a paper cup. says:&lt;br /&gt;wahh lao got sell rusty billabong one right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;vages&gt;my scream got lost in a paper cup. says:&lt;br /&gt;3rd floor is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;vonnn- says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;vonnn- says:&lt;br /&gt;never sell billabong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;vonnn- says:&lt;br /&gt;and its on the 2nd floor u moron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damn bored and ive no interesting conver t blog today, so make do with that. credits t cookie that dumb ass. hahaha. baby know what im gonna do for her on her bday already. rahhh, its cancelled anyway. so nevermind. i got backup plan. whats a plan without a plan B. hahha, whatever. i think i should go sleep soon. the cramp attack is back. pffft. joyce wong, you better bring me my pills tomorrow hor! (: lovelove. no one is tagging anymore! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never be replaced.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116145581651676583?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116145581651676583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116145581651676583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116145581651676583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116145581651676583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116137070086729808</id><published>2006-10-21T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T02:58:20.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work was fineee today. a few short chats with baby, like less than 5 mins each time? monday please come nowwww. joined wanzhen, yuanying, kraven and fish in town after that. ate a little and slacked at rocky before heading home. reach home like at 1ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of changing a job. introduced t the job by fish. and the pay is like woah! 9am t 9pm a day, $80. hmm, sell shoes de. omfg lur, i work at my current place, 1pm t 930pm and it is like fucking pathetic $40! but i'd feel bad t leave the place since they are in desperate need of people due t the leaving of some full timers. pffft, dilemma please. but the pay is effin tempting lur! and you get your pay daily, where t find this kinda job. RAH! but my splendid yet fuck up timetable is like in the way. geeesh, there is no way i'd ever work on mondays. 10am t 6pm of school is a complete killer. work on tuesday shouldnt be a problem, but i end at 5pm on wed! and skip the bloody thurs due t the psycho lesson haha. and friday, i end at 4. so i can most prob work. they calculate the pay not really by hours but by the time span you work. so if you work from like 4 t 9, you'd get at least $40? its mf luring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not money faced ok! but this is how you act when you have a mother who stops caring about your allowance and forget your existence once you start working, NO MATTER how little your pay is, its supposed t last you for that month till you get your next pay and dont forget that youve t give her part of your pay. the reason being, she is your mother. yea, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work at 1pm tomorrow, and im not asleep yet. there will be a new girl coming down, so there is a big possibility that i might be transfered t cine t work at times. i dnoe if that's good or bad. no idea at all. shall go rack my brains about the job thingy again. fuck it. blahhh. i miss her anyway,byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hormones racing at the speed of light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116137070086729808?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116137070086729808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116137070086729808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116137070086729808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116137070086729808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/work-was-fineee-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116128226559084429</id><published>2006-10-20T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:24:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a bad day. nothing much t blog about, exceptmeeting wanzhen for dinner and for that sucky timetable of mine!!! i got psychology for my cross disciplinary subject. and although meiting has gotten the same cds as me, we are not even in the same lecture group. ): here's my timetable :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon 10-6&lt;br /&gt;tues 9-3&lt;br /&gt;wed 11-5&lt;br /&gt;thurs 12-6&lt;br /&gt;fri 2-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dint include the breaks, but it is still as sucky as ever. yes, lets talk about monday blues. its baby's birthday celebration. and i fucking hell end at six. the good thing is there is no tutorial in the first week, so no tutorial from 1 t 3. but the bad thing is, i got a lecture from 5 t 6! so that add up t school from 10 t 6 with a 5 hour break in between. splendid isnt it? but i will most probably be going t hougang t accompany baby t get her hair trimmed and we will bus back for my dumb psychology lecture. NB. shall go sleep now and quit whining vonn. pfffft. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;countdown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont hope so,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its for sure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116128226559084429?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116128226559084429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116128226559084429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116128226559084429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116128226559084429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116126610399856369</id><published>2006-10-19T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:57:19.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was full of ups and downs. but it ended well, THANK GOD. woke up at 11plus. rush rush rush cuz was planning t go baby's school and pick her up after her review lesson at 1. it was meant t be a surprise anyway, but aiyahhhh she spoil it. she called me at 1230 but i dint pick her up s i msged her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me ; what you call me for?&lt;br /&gt;baby ; er nothing. nvm, you go do your stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;me ; end school already ah?&lt;br /&gt;baby ; sorta. nvm, go do your own stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;me ; huh?! you end school already? i was gonna pick you up.&lt;br /&gt;baby ; no lar, haven end yet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she bluffed me! but she said i confessed it myself, i did not okay. haha,kept saying that it will be days before i meet her, but i always cant control. LOL. cabbed down t baby's school and we went for lunch at compass point. i swear im so so so sick of that place. but with baby's company, nvm lur. saw linsin and huiyan! after like so long. walked round and round in compass point. baby got t know some matters and she got real upset. i felt damn bad when i wasnt able t do anything. but baby, you know somethings come and go, so bear with it okay? (: left compass point at 3ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained down t marina square t meet kelly. that girl was like damn dumb. spilled her drink in the shop, so she mopped the floor. and after mopping, she sat on the chair and happily exclaimed : yay! mop finish. and the next second, she spilled her drink again. -.-'' bimbo. accompanied her till 7ish and bused down t meet vivian. watched Rob-B-Hood. its damn funny, but wasnt in the mood t laugh my heart out or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuffs happened. and i felt like i nearly breathe my last. i was so close t losing it all. and i wish that will never ever happen again. baby you mean alot t me, and we will pull through this one month yea? stick with me, please do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans for tomorrow is t meet gfren and maybe long lost tai tai. but its mom's day off! NO.... ohwhatever. anyways, good luck t all those taking their Os practical. especially t the loved one who is taking her paper in like 6 hours time. God Bless! nights(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to L*&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for bringing upon so much pain and tears into your life. the two days spent together will stay as a memory with me. i hope you really can move on and be as happy as me! and im certain God has a plan for you and he is there no matter what, and so i am. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies t tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanzhen ; lets be gay together lar!&lt;br /&gt;kraven ; hello sissy! she's just envious lur.&lt;br /&gt;malvolio ; yes you mysterious one.&lt;br /&gt;dee ; haha, yu yuan mian rocks. delievery what!? lol.&lt;br /&gt;baby ; eee, u make me malu. i got feed her lar. haha, we must try not t meet. tryyy.&lt;br /&gt;mickeyy ; WHY NO SOUND!? hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we sure had it going,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;indeed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116126610399856369?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116126610399856369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116126610399856369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116126610399856369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116126610399856369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-full-of-ups-and-downs.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116108846780021808</id><published>2006-10-17T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:17:49.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the noon was splendid with baby's company. she dint go for maths reiview lesson, ahem. pick her up from the bus stop at 11. that dumb dumb was so afraid that she will lose her way, cuz well, i dint know how t describe t her which stop t alight. so she had t count the bus stops and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast together and headed home to slack. baby kept feeding junior. tskkk! fat already lar fat already. buay tahan. as long as she is standing anywhere near junior's cage, she will be peeling nuts for junior. fat and lazy junior. like me... rahhh. and she dropt junior's food all over the floor, and she dosent wna sweep the floor. i feel like maria. haha, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent baby off t the bus stop at around 3ish. though it was just 3 hours plus spent together, i had a great time. and after this 3 hours, it will be another 6 days of waiting before seeing baby again. t celebrate her birthday on monday or maybe tuesday if it is a public holiday(deepavali) i need t plan out everything properly!!! arghhh.. i hope she will like the day. haha, shall stop here in case i blurt something out =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, something dumb from baby(or maybe me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby ; i wna get motor bike.&lt;br /&gt;me ; yes yes yes! get bike.&lt;br /&gt;baby ; but i dont the directions and everything.&lt;br /&gt;me ; aiya! then you ride and follow the bus home!&lt;br /&gt;baby ; so im supposed t stop everytime the bus stops?&lt;br /&gt;me ; HAHAHA, yea lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, shall go back t the phone with baby, and and and..i know who that mysterious tagger is! haha, and im really grateful for all the concern you showed and love you showered on me! thanks so much L* (: take care alrights. tata world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only time stopped,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there and then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116108846780021808?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116108846780021808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116108846780021808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116108846780021808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116108846780021808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/noon-was-splendid-with-babys-company.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116101989765796465</id><published>2006-10-17T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T01:31:37.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was well spent with sissy and gayboy. went down t GM t pick them up after school, but i was like late. so they ended up waiting for me agan. gayboy gave me the thing that she made for me! not that she made it but ohwells. its really niceeee. thanks gayboy! baby was supposed t come down t my place after school, but she had t clean up the art room, so blahhhh. managed t talk with her while on the way down t GM(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch together with them and headed down t bugis. they max tuned and i watched. my heart was like thum thum thum. cuz damn kan jiong. took neo print! so prettaye please. and very very gay too. went t mos burger and camwhored like maddd. photos will be uploaded if blogger decides not t have a bitch fit today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at 5 plus for work cuz the colleague was sick. so had t go down and help her out. they sent me off t t bus stop and gayboy decided t return me my keys. i dint know she took it when i was tidying my bags (which was full of sweets and chocolates) rahhhh! and she nearly forgot about it. gayboy, i know what you were trying t do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work till 10 plus and went home with hailun (primary school friend) who works next t my shop. did i mention this in the previous post? i cant remember =x baby called on my way back home again, and it was the silly talks which make the journey home not oh so boring and long :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picking up baby from school tomorrow. most probably eating lunch together. most probably its 3 hours together with the dear one then going east coast park t meet the usual gang again! i hope the 3 hours pass very slowly which is kinda impossible. good time always pass fast, what a sucker. having a web call with baby now. she tried t flirt with my mom just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby : aunty, hi.&lt;br /&gt;my mommy : hi, whats your name?&lt;br /&gt;baby : im juliet.&lt;br /&gt;my mommy : huh!? what?&lt;br /&gt;baby : juliet.&lt;br /&gt;my mommy : LIU LIAN!?&lt;br /&gt;baby : errr.. JULIET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah, irritating! baby is singing elmo's song now. oh, what a kid. haha. ok shall end here already. photos up next. enjoy people. yea right. LOL. love all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reply t tags.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanzhen ; haha, the gay boy is supposed t be as irritating as the gay girl!&lt;br /&gt;winn ; ure such an idiot seriously. haha, why aint you online!?&lt;br /&gt;cain ; haha, cuz your cheeks are always red!&lt;br /&gt;malvolio ; eternity doesnt matter, its the journey you share. so i suppose i know you? (: its okay if you dont wna say.&lt;br /&gt;hayden ; i swear youre damn bored. i dint buy them one! lol. why aint you studying!?&lt;br /&gt;baby ; yes boom lalalala! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger is being a bitch, so people please refer t http://www.charlestonway.blogspot.com/ for the photos! its my gayboy blog by the way(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for a moment, my heart ached.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116101989765796465?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116101989765796465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116101989765796465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116101989765796465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116101989765796465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-well-spent-with-sissy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116093246569962643</id><published>2006-10-16T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T01:14:25.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work was quite fun today. the colleague was like crazy and everything. crapped 8 hours of work away together. some retard came down t look for me. and something t mention, the idiot thought that the security sensor by the door was the sensor t er detact people entering the shop. like stupid or what. and as per normal, such retarded acts can only be performed by JOYCE WONG YUN TING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had short chats with baby during my short breaks. like really short ones. baby-less days sucks. tsktsktsk. kraven dint get me my dinner today! they chose town over me. ): haha, but ohwells, gayboy got me something. so im going back t GMSS tomorrow t get from her. and maybe go kai kai after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended work at around ten. waited for my primary school friend who worked just next door t me. caught up a little with her. how time flies pass happy moments. sigh, old already. =/ talked on the phone with baby and gayboy while on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tragus is still damn swollen. winnie! i know youre reading. tag me hor. tsktsktsk. anyway, ive a plan for baby's birthday! cheers please. okok, byebye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply t tags :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malvolio ; eternal? that is too big a word t use. happiness maybe, but not eternal one. all that matters is the moments now, so, im happy now! hahaha,thanks for being er so nice? and you dint tell me if i know you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanzhen ; thanks gfren, enuff of chocolates! rahhhh. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passerby ; thank you! (though i dnoe what is nice about my blog leh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cain ; GAYBOY! youre such an ass, but youre a nice one lar. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dumb dumb dumbo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116093246569962643?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116093246569962643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116093246569962643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116093246569962643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116093246569962643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/work-was-quite-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116085088848162819</id><published>2006-10-15T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T02:34:48.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sing me a song of love,will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby sang t me today! hahaha. over the phone lur. she went kbox with her sister. three songs! li xiang qing ren by yang chen lin, jiang nan by JJ, and a canto song by twins. pardon the han yu pin yings. haven been in touch with chinese for ages. anyway, baby made me smile t myself on the bus whilst i was on the way t work lar! i feel so dumb, but ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work with the colleague was damn fun. though standing for 8 hours was like tiring, but its all worthwhile, the moneyyy. and my mom ate my money! like er, not literally. my godma pass her $50 t give me, and she took it. yes, this time she literally took it! ): gfren and kraven came down at 9 plus t look for me. left work at almost ten. i simply dont understand why some people love coming into shop when we're just about t close. at 930pm, the crowd was like buzzing in. tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for supper after that. gfren bought me chocolate mousse(spell?!) how t diet how t diet?! ate A LITTLE during supper. they ate steamboat lar, omg. was on the phone with baby for awhile. nine more days! boooo. missing her damn badly. pffft. her bday is coming, and i dnoe what t get for her still! suggestions anyone!? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby called! grins. goodness, i think im love sick?! hahaha, everything is baby baby baby and baby. i should get a hold of myself. rah rah rah. work at one tomorrow, hopefully kraven is getting dinner for me! shall go talk on the phone already. byebye world. im still as happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply t tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yx ; eh eh eh you two. dont quarrel on my tagboard horxzx.&lt;br /&gt;malvolio ; im not with her! haha. great t see me smile? haha, i also never put my photos, how you see my smile? thanks anyway. i hope youre happy too. (: btw, do i know you?&lt;br /&gt;cain ; haha, not you lar. i also dont call you valerie one. hehe. my blog where got interesting!?&lt;br /&gt;mindy ; thanks mindy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wna be your romeo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116085088848162819?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116085088848162819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116085088848162819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116085088848162819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116085088848162819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/sing-me-song-of-lovewill-you-baby-sang.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116075799836210110</id><published>2006-10-14T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:46:38.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its another happy day with the loved one. and its none other than BABY! clap please, lol. met her at two plus. had lunch at compass again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby : what you wna eat?&lt;br /&gt;me : i dnoe leh, you choose for me.&lt;br /&gt;baby : Burger King, Mac, KFC?&lt;br /&gt;me : huh. i dnoe lehhh. YOU choose.&lt;br /&gt;baby : Burger King?&lt;br /&gt;me : eeee, dont like.&lt;br /&gt;baby : Mac?&lt;br /&gt;me : -shakes head.&lt;br /&gt;baby : KFC?&lt;br /&gt;me : ok ok! -big smile.&lt;br /&gt;baby : ..... you still ask me t choose?!&lt;br /&gt;me : -walks off and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 3 short hours and we had t part. but before that, we went t print the photos we took the past few days. we dint know how t use the machine, so we got the shop helper t assit us. and when we knew how t use the machine already,baby told the helper she can use the machine on her own ( who will wna let others see the photos we camwhored together right.?!) but the aunty die die also wna help us with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby : er aunty, we know how t use already.&lt;br /&gt;aunty : never mind, i help you.&lt;br /&gt;baby : its okay, we can do it by ourself.&lt;br /&gt;aunty : never mind. i help you, if not later hang.&lt;br /&gt;baby : really,we can manage.&lt;br /&gt;aunty : it will hang one, i help you.&lt;br /&gt;baby : &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;me : malu dieee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby told me there were shuttle bus t parkway. yea, there is. but only on weekend! rahhh. parted with baby, tight hugs. awwww, ten more days before i can see her again. i rennn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work started at 5ish six. krav and cain dropped by t visit me after they bladed at East Coast Park. cain is my gayboy! and she bought choco for me. yayness. you owe me a hug ah. lol. supposed t meet mickeyy after work, but she was afraid that she had t leave soon after i reach. so i dint go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoke t baby about God. about my backsliding. baby asked me t go back t church with her, but there's so much things im fearing. but baby took the fears away (: quoted from baby. she can rememeber very well, this is something the pastor said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'No matter who you are, what you are and no matter how your name is related to him, he will still love you the same. For he is here not to condemned but he is here to forgive us and love us for who we are."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks t valerie for talking t me too(: your advice meant alot t me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tragus is hurting damn badly, the piercing doesnt seem t heal. pffft. work at 1pm tomorrow. and baby has just went t study. booooo, ten days countdown. rahhhh. ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MWYT! do what you should okay. stop holding back! dont so hum. get it over and done with. open your mouth and ask lar. better than dragging and dragging right?! you know whatever happens, im always here for you. i love you retard. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply t tag ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malvolio ; my entries all about my baby, where got joy!? hahaha, thanks anyway(: tag me more! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im all about loving you,&lt;br /&gt;my baby my boo(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116075799836210110?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116075799836210110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116075799836210110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116075799836210110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116075799836210110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-another-happy-day-with-loved-one.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116067524476802700</id><published>2006-10-13T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T01:47:24.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger has been a bitch. im gonna change t livejournal soooon, i think. went t gfren house on er tuesdy. t get saw dust for junior. cain and kraven came over. cain is so friggin in love with junior, so gay please. helped kraven with her art. for 6 fucking hours can!? hey boy, you know what t do if you get an A for your art. grins. cabbed home at around 2 am, damn shag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t baby's house yesterday and today. baby kept feeding junior nuts. its gonna like grow so fattt. baby says im fat. keep asking me diet, go running. and on the other hand, she is the one feeding me and feeding me. i feel like junior number two. =/ spend like 6 hours a day with baby? goodness! O level coming = no baby. i dread it more than i loathe last year's O level. but i shall be optimisitic. baby gonna come pick me up from school ONE day. and i shall look forward t it. self denial dosent help, but aiya, no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting baby one lat time tomorrow, till two weeks later t have a early celebration for her birthday. then it will be one more month before i see her. and baby is just a very very very good friend. not my girlfriend. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work in the evening tomorrow. 3 hours again. pffft. and JOYCE WONG YUN TING. meet me soon. i miss you alot bitch. (: byebye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;replies t tags.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingyi ; haha, dont mind the blind girl.&lt;br /&gt;wanzhen ; youre so lame lur.&lt;br /&gt;heh ; who are you HUH!? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think im falling once again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116067524476802700?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116067524476802700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116067524476802700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116067524476802700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116067524476802700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogger-has-been-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116042133486357782</id><published>2006-10-10T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T02:39:15.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day spent with baby was great(: went t compass point t meet baby. bought cookie junior's new home and stuffs. had lunch with baby and leisha. walked t baby's house and slacked. baby said im fat and i should diet. but when i went t her house, she made sandwich for me and orange red bean soup. yea. the red bean soup got orange one. and something funny happened at baby's house when she was making the sandwich for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby : baby, your bread.&lt;br /&gt;-baby's dog runs t kitchen and i continue watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the bread was actually for me lar. baby's dog malu-ed itself. and it bit my socks, till damn jialat. so i went home without socks. went home at 8 plus. baby send me off t the bus interchange. just a few hours of time spend with her, but im glad enough. dont ever leave me the way you did today. you know i cant take it. hope t celebrate your birthday with you yea. our one last date before you mug damn hard for your O's. and all the best for your art. i dnoe if youre reading lur. if you are, tag me okay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting gfren tomorrow! shall bring cookie junior out or something? i hope it dont run away again. moreover, it got a new cage. byebye world. im a happy girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reply t tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybelle ; yes my maybelle! i haven been seeing you ):&lt;br /&gt;cain ; ure not lousy, youre just unlucky. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;cookie ; your junior is damn fine please. your bailey is not.&lt;br /&gt;jingyi ; you get caught then nobody go japan with me.&lt;br /&gt;clar ; but i dont see you online!&lt;br /&gt;yuxuan ; your eyesight got prob lar.&lt;br /&gt;serene ; hello, its our bday today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dumb one,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being so understanding. i guess we felt the same way about how things should be for the both of us. but like usual, we never took the initiative t. and now that we are like this, im very pleaseed with it. i hope you are too. i will be a good listener when you need one also. and i hope this telepathy between us will bring us somewhere someday. thanks once again. i never regretted knowing you. and i never will. hugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you swept me off my feet,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unexpectedly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116042133486357782?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116042133486357782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116042133486357782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116042133486357782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116042133486357782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-spent-with-baby-was-great-went-t.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116033710419414758</id><published>2006-10-09T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T03:51:44.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought i blogged. but the post went missing or something. met up with mommy for dinner after work yesterday. came home t find cookie junior missing. that little rascal. rahhh, had t use food t lure it out. it was hiding behind the cupboard( which is 'attached' t the wall) so there was no way i could get it. so i left some nuts at the opening there, and sat there t wait. but it dint come out! so my mom ask me put other snack or something, and she suggested that i put some bits of the snack i just bought. and for your info, it is my fav snack. pffft. and guess what, it really got lured out by MY snack. my mom said that like owner, like hamster. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3 plus now, im gonna sleep soon i guess. meeting baby in like 12 hours time! i better wake up in time. baby's gonna do her art work, and im just gonna watch. teehee. and baby's making sandwich for me! yayness. shall go hang the clothes and go sleep. byebye people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116033710419414758?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116033710419414758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116033710419414758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116033710419414758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116033710419414758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-thought-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-116024069349946529</id><published>2006-10-08T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T01:04:53.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>towned after work yesterday. the haze is a killer please. met up with wanzhen, kae, krav and fish. saw kor (olga) there. her friends are like friggin funny. saw shan and lovely too. slacked around town and they came my house around one plus. jass li aiqin is back in action. asking people t be her gf like walao. cant stand it. wanzhen, kae and krav cabbed home around 2plus. me and fish went t look for cj,  jace, waishan and lijun at hawker. played candle at the playground. waishan and lijun left at 4 plus and the rest came t my house. dint play mahjong again, cuz i was too lazy t carry the table out lur. cj and jace left at 5 plus. fish and me played online game and i turned in at 6 plus. really bth already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at eleven and i sent fish off. went home t rush the housework and headed t work. baby came down t look for me today. im super ultra happy pleaseeeee. she gave me choco baby, and i dont bear t finish it, lol. baby came t the shop for awhile and left. omg, i swear i was so sad i nearly cry. hahaha, when i saw her turn her back on me, WTF, can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, fairus (my colleague) asked me t help her buy shoes today.&lt;br /&gt;vonn ; huh, i dnoe which one leh. why not i take photo and show you, then i buy.&lt;br /&gt;fairus ; OH, okok! but they dnoe you leh, no discount.&lt;br /&gt;vonn ; then i take your photo show them!&lt;br /&gt;fairus ; ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended work at 9 plus ten. got my pay today. outta 2 weeks, i worked around 8 days, and my pay is like $337. had t decuct like $37 cuz got stock loss. wtf wtf. transfered 100 t my mom. and im left with $200. wah, damn pathetic. mommy just got home. she bought a shirt for me. i got no comments about it. and she is asking me t help her put the clothes she brought from HK t put in the plastic bags. there are like so many. and i am very hungry. fuck one. come back then say this and that. shut up! i shall go sleep early today. baby say she is not bothered about me sleeping late already, cuz i always sleep damn late and never listen t her! ); and baby is a very good friend of mine only. not my girlfriend. IM STILL SINGLE! but not available. hahaha. byebye people. and everyone please do take care. the haze is a monster. loves all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i doing too much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-116024069349946529?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/116024069349946529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=116024069349946529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116024069349946529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/116024069349946529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/towned-after-work-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115980583568255410</id><published>2006-10-03T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:17:15.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! im okay now. alls well that ends well. er,is it? HAHA. went over t gram's house again. its such a long trip. and i need a girlfriend t accompany. and the position is up for grabs! ol,whatever. dint manage t meet up with hayden. damn damn damn sad. but its ok baby, studies come first. wait till your O level over, im gonna be your first, your priority ah! okok. im feeling happy. i dnoe why. glad we talked it out dumb. i'll stay, so must you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni shi dui mian de nan hai,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wo shu dui mian de nu hai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115980583568255410?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115980583568255410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115980583568255410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115980583568255410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115980583568255410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay-im-okay-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115979150322553738</id><published>2006-10-02T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:25:30.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friendster's Horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;Don't hide your true intentions or desires. You need to make things move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;Someone is waiting for you to do or say something that you have been putting off for way too long. Are you afraid of their reaction? Are you intimidated by their reputation? Toss all your concerns out the window -- there is no need to hide your true intentions or desires. You need to open up and move things forward without any hesitation. Even if they don't go in the direction you want them to. You will get satisfaction just getting something going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,bullshit. you asked, i answered. and is this the way youre gonna treat me? perhaps i have not learn when t shut up and when t speak up. how do i treasure and cherish, when youre gone. ive got words choked in my throat. and youre no where t be found. i need t find a reason t =) should i stay or should i go. its your choice now, not mine. tell me if youve given up, cuz im not leaving till you tell me t. ciaos love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not the girl next door,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i live way down the street.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you take the walk,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;t come t me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115979150322553738?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115979150322553738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115979150322553738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115979150322553738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115979150322553738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/friendsters-horoscope.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115972108845120441</id><published>2006-10-02T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:44:48.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel fucken awful now. gastric pain dieee. shall blog a quick one. that dumb one came down t my place just before i was about t leave house for work. she wanted t give me a surprise, but she lost her way. silly please. she gave me liang cha, strepsils, lollipop and a letter(: its been one month since we've been back in contact. thanks so much for coming down. i was really surprised and touched. cabbed down t my workplace and she left after awhile. work was fine. and ended work at nine plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking home when i saw this little thing scampering here and there. it was a hamster. so i followed it. haha, i decided t catch it cuz i was afrai some cats might eat it up. but i was damn scared i might get bitten. so i pulled my cardigan sleeve over my hand and i grabbed it somehow. throughout the journey from my house downstairs t my house, i was praying it wont bite me. it tried, but thank god my sleeve was over my hand. so right now, that lil thing is in a shoebox in the kitchen. and i dnoe wtf t do with it. omg. someone tell me they want a pet hamster please. i will be more than glad t give it t you. thats all. i shall go do something t the pain. its killing me. BOOOHOOOOHOOOO. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i stand alone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with this weight upon my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115972108845120441?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115972108845120441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115972108845120441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115972108845120441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115972108845120441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-fucken-awful-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115963758100156888</id><published>2006-10-01T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T01:33:01.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sick, fucking sick. i swear i sneezed a gazillion times at work today. the killer flu just decided t pay me a sudden visit and its not willing t leave. my nose was on the verge of dropping off. three continuous hours of sneezing. and my eyes were like half its default size, the friggin eyeliner were smudged due t the tears after the non stop sneezing. i could have just died at the shop. but,i dint. and time seem t pass faster with all the sneezing. but i'd rather dread the slow passing time, then sneezing my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, caught John Tucker Must Die after work yesterday. only worked for like three hours, just enuff t pay for my movie tickets. haha,wtf. met up with kae, krav, val and kae's clique at starbucks cine. went t cine for awhile and yunting came. so left kae and co. bought the movie tickets and i went t have my dinner. movie was at 12.15am, ended at almost two. the show is like damn effin funny. its another must watch. i laughed damn loudly and that retard had t literally shut me up. took 65M home, and she stayed over. reached home at around 3am. and that idiot's stomach decided t get hungry, so we went 7-11 t buy instant noodles. cooked eat and everything, so it was SIX AM by the time we turned in. so that retard had only 2 hours and 30 mins of sleep. poor thing lur. accompanied her t the bus stop t go for training, and went home. that stupid moron actually left her phone at my house. like walao, phone also can forget t take. went back t sleep and woke up at 1 plus t go t work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that retard came down t get her hp and went off. work ended at 930. the bus ride home seems like forever. blahblahblah. went t bed straight after i got home. i was so tired after sleeping for so effin long lar... woke up at 12 plus t bathe and yadah. im online, and still sneezing awayyy. omfg, boring blog lar. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5th, and im still not close enuff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115963758100156888?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115963758100156888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115963758100156888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115963758100156888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115963758100156888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-sick-fucking-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115944561575788064</id><published>2006-09-28T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T20:13:35.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i deleted the previous two posts. so we're now even, yunting(: caught Miami Vice with dee yesterday. i was like late, haha, as usual. sorry birthday girl! and i was actually watching the movie in the same theatre as that retard lar, yunting obviously. she was with her clique,at one end of the cinema, i was at the other. anyway, MIAMI VICE is damn nice, its spells A-W-E-S-O-M-E. lol, its worh like $9.50 outta $9.50. 100 marks, yay! the movie ended at 9ish, had dinner at rocky. kae, mae and fish was there. so chilled for awhile then me and dee went for a stroll. but i was goddamn tired for i dnoe what reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunting came t find me and we left around 11plus when dee went t find her friends. bus-ed down t suntec with kae and co. they went tonning while me and that retarded ass went suntec t find shin yee(spell!?) cabbed home at 12plus and reached home just before one. yunting came over cuz she was too lazy t get her big butt home. the cab ride home nearly killed me. that bloody retard totally murder me with her oh-so-funny jokes please. here's some. its damn long, some of it is just t diss yunting, so if u just wna see the jokes, read the italic only(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retard :&lt;em&gt; have you heard of the butter joke?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn : &lt;em&gt;nope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retard : &lt;em&gt;dont spread it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retard : eh, you know bei ji xiong(polar bear in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;vonn : er yea lar!&lt;br /&gt;retard : its polar bear leh.&lt;br /&gt;vonn : I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;retard : orh okok. &lt;em&gt;a polar bear was shaving its fur cuz it felt hot. and it kept shaving and shaving till it was bald. and then.....it felt cold&lt;/em&gt;. -gives a big smile.&lt;br /&gt;vonn : .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh died me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, one more. im not being racist or what. but it is funny ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retard : got this.. er got this..&lt;br /&gt;vonn : got what?&lt;br /&gt;retard : got this...&lt;br /&gt;vonn : EH! u got this 3 times already leh.&lt;br /&gt;retard : orh, got this...&lt;br /&gt;vonn : -laugh dies.&lt;br /&gt;retard : eh eh nvm, there's this prane.&lt;br /&gt;vonn : HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;retard : did i say prane? plane?!&lt;br /&gt;vonn : HAHAHA, omfg, u damn idiot.&lt;br /&gt;retard : shit, i got speaking defect.&lt;br /&gt;vonn : no, its brain defect. retarded.&lt;br /&gt;retard : &lt;em&gt;got this plane, which is gonna crash. there are three person on it. one chinese, one british, one indian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn : got who!?&lt;br /&gt;retard : got chinese, england and...&lt;br /&gt;vonn : WHAT ENGLAND?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;retard : eh no, indian, chinese, british. &lt;em&gt;they said a prayer before they jumped off the plane. the chinese one said ah mi tuo fo, the british guy said God save me save me. and the indian dint know what t say. so he copied what the british guy said. when they reached the ground. the chinese and british guy survived and met. so they went t find the indian guy. he was dead when they saw him, and they realised that his hair on his body was all gone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn : HUH, why?!&lt;br /&gt;retard : &lt;em&gt;cuz he said, God, sHave me, sHave me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh my ass off. such a bastard ah yunting. hahah,im not the one. so look for yunting. anyways,we onlined till like 5plus in the morning then turn in. and that bloody bitch's alarm rang at 11am! and she kept snoozing it till one plus. i thought it was message or something. and yunting happily irritated me when i was trying damn hard t sleep from 12 t 1. nudging me, throwing bolster at me, pushing me OFF the bed, tickling me, wacking me and what not. KNN,cant sleep in peace. and she kept repeating, WAKE UP WAKE UP! when her big butt is still in bed. we finally got our ass off the bed at around one plus and onlined for a little while. left the house at 2 plus and accompany her bus-ed down t aljunied station and i walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was like out t murder me please. boohoohoo. i realise i blogged like kinda long leh. most of it is t diss yunting one lar. as usual. i shall go nap for awhile, while miss joyce wong yunting is having training at school. haha, LOVELOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115944561575788064?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115944561575788064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115944561575788064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115944561575788064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115944561575788064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-deleted-previous-two-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115929405966730813</id><published>2006-09-27T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T02:07:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday bitch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;your slut loves you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i know you love me more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its been like less than a week since ive known you, but i feel like ive known you forever! cliche i know but whatever. enjoy your sweet legalisation babe! remember our date at night. much loves(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;slacked at home like for the whole entire dayyy. by the way, thanks mindy for the new blogskin. though its like a little not me. haha,i love it the same. went t my gram house at night t get med for my mom. she's going overseas next tuesday. sleepover anyone?! HAHAH. im fucken tired. and oh, yunting got the job at starbucks! congrats, haha. i just wna make it a point t mention her chinese name. LOL. byebye people. vonn hearts you all. please tag ah! LOVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies t tags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mindy : thanks for the blogskin again(: and the concern!&lt;br /&gt;dee : ure so a bitch lur. its the 3rd day already, so shut up. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;anju : i miss you! outing soon. HUGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your leave is not granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115929405966730813?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115929405966730813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115929405966730813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115929405966730813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115929405966730813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115927748787548594</id><published>2006-09-26T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:31:27.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks mindy for the blogskin. though its like a little not er me.. haha,but i still love it the same(: was reading some anti twits blog, and im so disgusted. not by the twits, but by the anti-twits themselves. they try so hard t be like MOT. they call people morons, idiots and what so ever, but little did they realise,they are the ones making themselve look moronic. blah,if i continue, i think i might end up behaving like them. omg, this is fucken randomn. haha, ok. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you think about what you're about to do to me&lt;br /&gt;And back down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115927748787548594?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115927748787548594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115927748787548594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115927748787548594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115927748787548594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/thanks-mindy-for-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115922132133457560</id><published>2006-09-26T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T05:55:21.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pardon the emo post. thats how the world goes. i cant expect everyone t like me, and after much thinking... its not a very big deal. hahaha,laugh it off and tomorrow's a better day. :D and i got my friends here! peeps and tagboard, see! they care(: haha,especially thanks t gfren. she even made something damn nice lar. &lt;a href="http://www,gfren-.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www,gfren-.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; i wna show off t everyone! HAHAHA. and tiffane messaged me t ask if im ok. she always act as if she dont care and everything. bung's pride. haha,here's the conver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiffane: hey, are you alright? this wont bring you down. where is the happy vonn?! smile smile! poke poke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn: im okay lar. haha, im fine now. you read it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiffane: haha, yes. i read it. hee. =) youre really ok yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn: yea lar. im really okay! just a lil affected by it. but it doesnt really matter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiffane: haha. alright. good. now that youre ok then ok lor. byebye. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn: i know you care! HUGS super tightly. i love you tiffe! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she dint reply,knn. always like that one. lol,she just cant stand it when i 'hug' her. but i like t, cuz it annoys her every single time. stop acting like you dont give a damn tiffe, i know you care alot de! hahaha,i swear she's so gonna scold me when she read this. but nanny nanny poo poo. i wna let everyone know how much you care, but die die dont wna show. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunting asked me if im okay too. haha,but i just refuse t talk t her. hahah,she cant live without me. i know i know. youre very important t me too lar. like moth and the bug. like the housefly and the shit. and obviously you are the shit. but still lovelove ok. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke shu fen, why cant you be the one t ask me huh. hurhurhur. still so sly give me your friend's blog t solve the er puzzle. haha,are you ready? i am. LOL. heart you plenty my dumb dumb. gf lar gf. ok? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, dee came by my place just now. and she's damn funny. met her at my place and she passed me this plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn: what is this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dee: night pad lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn: wtf. why gimme this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dee: you just now say you no more night pad already what, if not you wna use cotton meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn: -opens bag. WALAO. -.- really pad leh! laughs die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA,she gave me two night pads. i need 3 leh! 4days 3 nights. i think 3rd night use cotton lar. but nonetheless, she's really nice lar. dint expect her t remember that lur. thanks anyway. had supper at hawker. chatted till like 11plus and she came up t my place t watch American Next Top Model(recorded) and went off around one plus. thanks again for the pads, they're hewge leh. -moves around. HAHAHA. ive no idea if im working tomorrow, yea. again. ok,im happier now. thanks t friends like those mentioned above. its not the end. hugs all of them. byebye world, smile like me too everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;how could an angel break my heart.&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/22665437-115922132133457560?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115922132133457560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115922132133457560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115922132133457560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115922132133457560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/pardon-emo-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115918081535383023</id><published>2006-09-25T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T03:17:37.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>edited//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its rather hurting t find out that someone youve treated as a close friend all along, bitch about you. although it was done in her private blog, it still feel shit. i just happened t come by your blog somehow. and, t think that all these times, i was just something/someone funny for you t play between you and your girl, its heartwrenching. so,i was a joke all alondng. with friends like you, i need no enemy. and wtf is wrong with playing ddr? fun what, have you even tried it before? hur,whatever. so what that ive short hair and wear black emo specs. keep your superficiality outta my reality. im the way i am,and you can take it or leave it. i feel dumb t think that i am really a friend t you? thanks so much. you make me realise im such a fool. im not for entertainment. that first night we chat, i was purley joking when i said im gonna strip you. have you heard of jokes. and thats just the way i talked, and you played along. im upset, rather than angry. you can choose not t like me, you can choose t make fun of me, you can choose t bitch about me, but please dont pretend t be a friend. i dont blame you for being so superficial with me. i aint got the looks, and ive just got shit. you can just turn around and walk away. dont treat me as a form of entertainment. all the fuck about being friends, forever. i thought i found a friend in you, yet all you saw was a fat flirtatious fun-t-play-with fool. thanks so much(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the stupid time of the month, and what a time for this shit t happen. im in a really bad mood. so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stay away.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i bite. cancelled the date with duckie, im sorry dumb. we'll meet up soon again? ok. byebye then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your taxi stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115918081535383023?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115918081535383023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115918081535383023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115918081535383023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115918081535383023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-its-rather-hurting-t-find-out.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115913360126204898</id><published>2006-09-25T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T05:33:21.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>beloved duckie left my place at 4plus today and i went t work at 5plus. was late for five minutes, not that bad lur. ended work at 930 at met dee. chilled out at starbucks till 11plus. we talked and talked and talked. bus-ed back t my place, and sat at my house downstairs, talked more. haha,this sick ass kept throwing tissue paper at me. grow up you fucker! (: went home at almost 3am! so in total, we chatted for like 5 friggin long hours. but time like passed so fast,i dint even realise. thanks for the famous amos cookies! C IS FOR COOKIE :D filming at pasir ris tomorrow. oh freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously cant stand asses who dont fucking hell understand simple english words. such a easy word like "secret",you cant even comprehend. i wonder when i learn that word, it must be eons ago, i cant even recall. since im kinda free now, let me provide the meaning for you. so clean up that pile of ear wax and listen okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECRET:adj.&lt;br /&gt;1.Kept hidden from knowledge or view; concealed.&lt;br /&gt;2.Dependably discreet.&lt;br /&gt;3.Operating in a hidden or confidential manner: a secret agent.&lt;br /&gt;4.Not expressed; inward: their secret thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;5.Not frequented; secluded: wandered about the secret byways of Paris.&lt;br /&gt;6.Known or shared only by the initiated: secret rites.&lt;br /&gt;7.Beyond ordinary understanding; mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;8.Containing information, the unauthorized disclosure of which poses a grave threat to national security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/secret"&gt;http://www.answers.com/topic/secret&lt;/a&gt;here's the link t the complete definition(: youre welcome anyway. so when one ask you t keep a secret or keep mum about stuffs, you dont happily go t others and tell them, "EH,i know a scret about your friend, but she doesnt want you t know,so i wont tell you." come on, use your brain or something. but i reckon yours is too small for you t even store in the simple definitions like this. and stop trying t act pitiful and gain sympathy from everyone. if you dint know, you look pathetic. and im not dissing you, just hoping you recognize the fact that you are quite a laughing stock. so stop this shit and get a life. you can go 77th street or something. like oh whatever. pardon my language. but ive been bottling this up for some time. it totally sucks t see my friend get into a awkward situtaion because of your inane act. im not sorry about what i blogged,cuz there's freedom of speech. you either read and accept it, or just click the little red cross at the right side. peace mate(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall turn in now,bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;i miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;i hope you miss me too..&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/22665437-115913360126204898?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115913360126204898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115913360126204898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115913360126204898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115913360126204898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/beloved-duckie-left-my-pla_115913360126204898.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115908397472942479</id><published>2006-09-24T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T15:47:00.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first and foremost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY KE SHU FEN&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;akaDUCKIE.&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ILOVEYOULOADS(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hope you enjoy your birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;though youre like right beside me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;best wishes t you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;may your life be filled with many many kinder buenos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and hope you will have that smile on your face 24/7 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though this few days hasnt been really pleasent for us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i hope the sleepover last night helped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;although you were like so so so irritating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and dint allow me t sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hitting me with the pillows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;pushing me here and there and everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i still heart you the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and you know i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;gf,not seperated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUGS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;work yesterday was okay, but time seem t pass slower than it usually did. and i dont know why. cuz it is always like that when you are looking forward t something? but when that someting turns out t be a disappointment, shit man. i dnoe what im talking about. but never mind. reached home at around 11plus. duckie came at around 1plus. i wasnt the first t wish her happy birthday lar! WALAO. haha,ohwells. at least we spent more than half a day of your birthday together. work at 6pm later. till 930! ughhh,time pass quick quick(: meeting dee later i guess. haha,duckie wants me t send her t town. pampered kid leh. shall go prepare now. tatas people(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115908397472942479?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115908397472942479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115908397472942479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115908397472942479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115908397472942479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-and-foremost-happy-17th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115895654993671011</id><published>2006-09-23T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T04:22:29.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>worked today. no sales, for like 4 hours. booooo. i still get my pay anyway. HAHAHA. yunting came down t parkway find me and we went town. that idiot just eats and sleeps the whole entire day lar. when we were on the bus, we listened t each other's mp3 together! like she got one of her ear piece in her ear, and my ear piece in her another. and we got entangled somehow! LOL. passed duckie the present at town, she say she likes it! she better do :D met up with wanzhen, kraven and kaesen then went t LJS t eat. that bloody ass hit me lar, till my hand got her finerprint, i know you wna leave a mrak in my life, but not this way ok! then after eating,she went off ): thanks for coming down retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ddr-ed and slacked at rocky. took NR7 home. SEVEN! send gfren back t her house downstairs and walked home again. gfren, how can you not love me right?! retard called and talked with me till i reached home. man,damn tired lur. maybe meeting duckie tomorrow? im gonna sleep real sooon. work at 230 tomorrow. BOOHOOOHOOOO. and i did something damn randomn today, and i cant believe i did THAT. i must be outta my mind! but the respond was a OK lar. haha,made my day somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, something from yesterday. was outside chippy. then Baby, Im Back was playing on their speaker and there is this line: 'I'll be your lover, I'll be your best friend.' so me and tiffane was like singing. and when came t THAT part, we actually kinda looked at each other and sing. the tiffane went, 'PUIIII!' walao. you fucker. i can be a good lover and friend hor. ok,byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos i took yesterday! too lazy t rename. pardon me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2101612950"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2101612950&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;this are some for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/P9210388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/P9210388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see our earpiece! black is hers, white is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/P9210395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/P9210395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;double retards, lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/P9220405.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/P9220405.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/P9220407.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/P9220407.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love my gfren pls, our first kiss(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i'll be your lover,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i'll be your best friend.&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/22665437-115895654993671011?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115895654993671011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115895654993671011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115895654993671011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115895654993671011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/worked-today_23.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115886037738769546</id><published>2006-09-22T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T01:56:57.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/us!%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great day today! no work again. went down t tampinies for some filming at 3 plus. left for town at 4 plus. met up with wanzhen, fish and bee. ate and went t Planet Surf. bought duckie's present. i hope she likes it! and omfg, i saw geraldine see. i even help her open toilet door. okay,sound so sick. HAHAH,and she nod t me lar lar lar. jealous right!? kex i know you are! whatever. camwhored with fish and zhen! been such a long time since we had so much fun together. but wayne was missing lar. boooo. outing again soon ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they ate their dinner at heeren and we went cine t rot for awhile then go far east t find tiffane! she was being such an ass lar. but i still love her the same. cuz she gave me extra mash potato for my cheese sausage, and and and she gave me two fried mars ball, and she let me drink from her oh so gayish yellow water bottle. HUGS TIFFANE DAMN TIGHT. lol,tag me if you see this hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back t cine and slacked. kaesen and kraven came t join us. saw bryan and zyan(: went home at 11plus. walked wanzhen home. felt so so so sick. and someone who's like damn sick and half a brainless called me. ok,im talking about joyce wong yun ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear she is brainless, she knocked into a glass panel! which is in her house toilet! she just like suddenly forget her toilet got glass panel. HAHAH,retarded or what. not sure if im working tomorrow. my manager haven reply! ): i wna watch john tucker must die and the haunted apartment. ANYONE? shall go upload the photos. TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115886037738769546?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115886037738769546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115886037738769546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115886037738769546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115886037738769546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-had-great-day-today-no-work-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115877510769661712</id><published>2006-09-21T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T02:01:01.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger is so fucked up. they never ever let me blog. pfffft. and i removed the password. its damn redundant and annoying. wonder why i put it, maybe im just as redundant as it, haha. work was okay today. my feet is aching like shit. i want the new cap badly. i'll marry whoever buy it for me! :D saw lotsa people! esther came down t buy her wallet. called out t yongxiang when he walked past the shop. mizah came by the shop too. and oh oh oh, not forgetting, jon,meiting,lorene and denise came down too! hahah,so qiaoxzxzx. -.- wanzhen, kaesen and kraven came at 8plus. waited till 9 then i end work. bus-ed home with gfren together. thanks for coming down sweetheart. i dnoe what time im working tomorrow. im damn tired. i can like sleep for 24 hours lar. something made me upset. but i guess im over it. stuck at a crossroad, and i think ive made my choice. have i? random. go sleep already, byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;ive not given up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;so pls dont leave.&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/22665437-115877510769661712?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115877510769661712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115877510769661712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115877510769661712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115877510769661712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/blogger-is-so-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115864937065177366</id><published>2006-09-19T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:02:50.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im home!!! v v v tired. im gonna die. oh whatever. its a home hope day! LOL. woke up at 11plus this morning, nua in bed for god knows how long then went t yunting's house. had mac for lunch and watched L word. yunting's dog is like friggin horny lar. xzxzxz but cute anyway lar,seriously dnoe what happened t the owner. pfffft. and yunting's bedshit is fugly and flowery. ive loaded the photos in imagestation. go see okay?HAHAHA! and her bolster is like friggin small. i think cuz she not tall either,thats why. nua at her place till four plus and left. that ass left me for canoe polo training.&lt;br /&gt;bused down t hayden's place. acc her at compass point for awhile t get her stuff. compass point is like boring. and hayden claims that it is damn nice cuz its like her territory. so we played along.&lt;br /&gt;-going up escalator.hayden; this place is actually very nice,alot of shops.vonn; -sees OSIM. OOOOOOHHH my god. its OOOOOOsim. and that is POPULAR. like so damn popular. so compass point is damn popular t have popular. and OMFG, got two OOOOOSIM. how cool!&lt;br /&gt;hayden: ya,so the shops are like popular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....................&lt;br /&gt;like,what the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went her house. and she made sandwich for me again! whole meal bread. ham. lettuce and cheese. love you superstar! like so so so so much. her dog is cute too! and not as horny as yunting's one. then slacked and talked. she showed me her neos,lol. cute like fuck. left her place at 8plus and she sent me t the bus stop. she jinx me and i had t keep quiet. so she kept naming things she want, and when i dont answer, she'll go, SILENCE MEANS CONSENT. then happily continue naming the things that she want. such an irritant! in the end, i owed her 19 sandwiches, 2 hamburgers and 1 fries. but hahah! i kop her neoprints,so she have t give up her deal t get it back. =/ but im making sandwich for her on my next off day and bring go her school give her in the morning. i hear u say awwwww. yes,ive t wake up like damn early. but for her, anything(: reached Tampines Mall at nine plus. and met up with yunting, yea again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner and go talk talk till like 11 plus and bused home.. ive no idea whether im working tomorrow. my manager dint sms me. omfg,if she sms me tmr morning tell me need t work, i think i will die. i wna watch the pulse. i wna watch the haunted apartment. i wna watch john tucker must die. movie marthon anyone? (: shall go sleep now. nights people&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who will give me the cream side of oreo,&lt;br /&gt;will you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115864937065177366?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115864937065177366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115864937065177366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115864937065177366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115864937065177366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-home-v-v-v-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115856784671263815</id><published>2006-09-18T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T16:24:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work sucked yesterday. left the shop at nine plus. went down t esplanade t meet up with duckie and her friends. slacked there for a hour plus then went home. im at yunting's house now. watched Lword,one episode. hahaha,like so many more t go lar. shall blog longer when im home or something. that bitch is going t her canoe polo training and dump me! bastard. lol,ok. byebye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115856784671263815?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115856784671263815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115856784671263815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115856784671263815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115856784671263815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/work-sucked-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115843539983625116</id><published>2006-09-17T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:36:39.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went t cine in the morning t help pack stuffs and before they opened the shop, they ask me go parkway parade t continue my shift. so nb pls. so i guess i wont be working at the outlet in cine alr. so people,dont need go there. come parkway find me. hahah! kidding. ended work at ten plus. i think i lost my wallet,fuck. went town t meet wanzhen,kae and kraven. slacked till two plus and came home. im feeling kinda emo now. so go emo die myself at my private blog. work at 1030,parkway tmr. sucks big time. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;say something if im worth your while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh freak.&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/22665437-115843539983625116?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115843539983625116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115843539983625116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115843539983625116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115843539983625116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-t-cine-in-morning-t-help-pack.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115835237513291842</id><published>2006-09-16T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T04:32:55.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got home not long ago, and im working at 9am again tmr. work ended at one plus today. i worked for 16 hours! total madness. and, the shop was not open. as in,we just did packing. but we'll be officially opened tmr! so please do come down okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed down t work early in the morning. its been so long since ive like wake up before 12pm? LOL. it was packing and packing the whole day long. had a break at around 1 plus. shan shan dropped by t say hi. and the first thing she saw me, she pointed middle finger at me! tmd. then hayden came and pass me my sandwich. really thanks so much. so sweeetttt. melt all over again please,hahah. sorry i wasnt able t talk t you for long. i owe you a hug lar(: the packing was so friggin tiring. boooo. saw van and troh too! and i was like stuck in the shop. LOUSY. btw,someone slappped me today. like loud and pain. i hate you. $%#%$^?! met up with kae and kraven after work. then went over t LJS t find shan shan and lovely. then go find kae and karvan again jiu go home le. my legs ache. damnnn. byebye people. can you all like tag me!? my tagboard so empty))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon! 15 days and counting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115835237513291842?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115835237513291842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115835237513291842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115835237513291842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115835237513291842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-got-home-not-long-ago-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115825681327071905</id><published>2006-09-15T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T02:00:13.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is for you,again. okay,i guess the talk yesterday cleared some of our doubts somehow? although u friggin hell fell asleep on me. pffft,rahhh. erm,i meant the words i said,and i hope you meant yours too. everytime you say you miss me,it makes my day. cuz you seldom say them! haha,so i bet you really miss me alot le then will say. lol. working long hours this days will mean that i have lesser time t sms you, talk with you and even meet you! damn freaking sad okay,i wish that you will come down tomorrow. provided your flu and etc recovers. if not stay home okay! please do get well soon hor. hug hug hug. you prove t me love is not just a word. and you give me wings t fly whenever i feel im gonna fall. thanks so much. and i see more of us coming. not you nor me. but us(: i love you loads. gf,not seperated! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115825681327071905?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115825681327071905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115825681327071905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115825681327071905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115825681327071905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-for-youagain.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115825171108813045</id><published>2006-09-14T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:35:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is my first day at work! and it was great(: reached at 10plus t have my breakfast and we only open shop at eleven plus cuz there was no keys. was working with emma,this really pretty malay girl. at around one plus,another part timer came. his name is cedric i think. and guess what.he is my senior! same course some more lar,the world is so small. i nearly shock die. ended work at 930 and i bought a belt :D work one day,buy one belt. i think the money i earn,im throwing back t them. hahaha. working at cine tomorrow. people,please come find me and buy clothes or whatever ok! im working at the 5th floor. the shop name is Planet Surf. if you are reading this, tag me and show up! hahaha,whatever. okay,shall go sleep soon. im working from 9am t 2am tomorrow,omfg. provided my manager is gonna give me a break from 8pm t 9pm t lalala around town. and hopefully let me meet hayden. i want my sandwiches,superstar! i miss her plenty,but doubt she will read this lar. lol,okok. off t sleep,like soon? byebye people. see you guys tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; will come tomorrow(:&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/22665437-115825171108813045?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115825171108813045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115825171108813045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115825171108813045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115825171108813045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/it-is-my-first-day-at-work-and-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115816499182001861</id><published>2006-09-14T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:39:29.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,someone asked me t blog longer about yesterday. not like she blog alot leh. but i shall be a nice girl,and blog long long. was late for an hour t meet her. and she wasnt angry,like omg. hahah,sorry sorry. then i bought the movie ticket,and she paid. had dinner at the food court and watched our movie at 910. she gave me two lollipops! i gave her one,but i ate it. cuz she say she dont like it what! so i help her eat lor. LOL,so nice of me. i even shared jacket with her. and she kept sleeping during the movie! but i kept nudging her,so haha! &lt;br /&gt;the movie was scary at some parts lar, she was like more scared than me,lousy! movie ended at around 11ish. she walked me t the bus stop, and this lady came t ask for directions. this smart alex went ahead t give her directions, though she herself not sure where it is. bring that lady t somewhere and just asked her t walk straight! haha,then she acc me back t the bus stop. and left. she missed her last bus! sorry dearest(: and she cabbed home. great date.greater comapny. thanks&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accomapnied mommy t parkway for lunch. retail therapy! bought 4 tops from mango, then mommy bought her heels. where's mine!? ): okok,then headed down t bedok. and i bought my shoes,like finally. new top and new shoes for work tomorrow. mommy say i haven earn money,spend money already. ohwells, after that went t gram's house t get some stuffs and cab home. checked my results! i dint fail anything,and thats good enough. though the result like shit. but at least dont need t take sub paper. work tomorrow! so nervous,hawhaw. and maybe friday go cine work. and my dearest superstar is gonna make sandwiches for me! im so god damn happy please! i love you hayden,t bits strips and pieces. (: shall go prepare my clothes for tomorrow. byebye people.&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyes and tell me,Let me see your heart and I will know the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115816499182001861?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115816499182001861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115816499182001861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115816499182001861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115816499182001861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/okaysomeone-asked-me-t-blog-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115808726869968352</id><published>2006-09-13T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T02:54:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i type quite a lot of stuffs. but yea,deleted them.&lt;br /&gt;nvm,anyway. went t watch The Host with duckie.&lt;br /&gt;the show worth like $4.5 outta $7.&lt;br /&gt;and lovely asked me t go get the change back,idiot.&lt;br /&gt;ok,not in the mood t blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,i got the job at parkway.&lt;br /&gt;starting work on thurs.&lt;br /&gt;so yea,byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need an answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;like me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115808726869968352?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115808726869968352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115808726869968352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115808726869968352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115808726869968352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-type-quite-lot-of-stuffs.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115799912727205470</id><published>2006-09-12T02:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T02:25:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;all the readers of vonkua&lt;br /&gt;please have patience t read through this&lt;br /&gt;alil "messy" posts though&lt;br /&gt;without spacing and all&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! don't you people ever complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. HAPPY reading!&lt;br /&gt;BYE readers! ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;imy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115799912727205470?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115799912727205470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115799912727205470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115799912727205470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115799912727205470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-all-readers-of-vonkua-please_12.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115799912334254229</id><published>2006-09-12T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T02:25:23.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;all the readers of vonkua&lt;br /&gt;please have patience t read through this&lt;br /&gt;alil "messy" posts though&lt;br /&gt;without spacing and all&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! don't you people ever complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. HAPPY reading!&lt;br /&gt;BYE readers! ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;imy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115799912334254229?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115799912334254229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115799912334254229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115799912334254229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115799912334254229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-all-readers-of-vonkua-please.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115799821573926396</id><published>2006-09-12T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T02:10:15.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wo hui lai le! -speaks in the la bi xiao xin tone. okay,whatever. it has been superb weekend i swear. the primary school friends still make me laugh like never before. lovelovelove them pls. like so so so so much. so many years of friendship,and it will never end! (: from the nerdy kids, to the rebelious seniors, to what we are now. it was a long journey,and im glad they have been here all this while. photos will be uploaded,and there are tons of them.&lt;br /&gt;here's how it went. cabbed down pasir ris t meet up with siau ling,my best friend since we were in k2. we were so close we actually look like each other in primary school. how sad for her,hawhaw. then bused down t the chalet. there wasnt many people the first night cuz bbq was on the second night. retard came over at ten plus after her camp. thanks. turned in at 12 plus and slept like pig.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10plus. i nearly missed my big breakfast! xD retard went for her canoe polo thingy. arcaded with the girls and played parapara! hahah,like after eons. bought the cake for the birthday peeps after that. went back t the chalet t put the cake, and went back t downtown east t fetch bread. cuz she dnoe the way in. -.-&lt;br /&gt;bbq started at 7 plus. so much fun(: talked about the times when we were back in primary school. all those silly things such as throwing food at each other, changing a teacher's chair with s spoilt one(yes,she fell), ripping of the toilet signs, not singing the TKPS school song(never once,cuz we were from BTPS and they merged.bla)&lt;br /&gt;being someone who likes t peel prawns(dont ask why), they asked me t help them peel prawns. one of them asked, huh!? why you like t peel prawns. and i said, i got a fetish for prawns. and this guy said, so prawns turn you on lar. and i went,yea,i LOVE them. and i shall skip all the gross details, but that was one of the greatest laughing point of the whole chalet. ive never felt so accepted for quite a long time. minus the fact that everytime i fag, someone will sure, "bu yao yi zhi chou yan lar." =x took out the cake and that was when i realised that we were celebrating 5 people's birthday, some of which is kianyee's friends. kianyees is the one who organised the chalet,for his bday. and shun bian celebrate the others de. retard came back again at 10 plus. and acc me till 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;and oh,something importanat. me and retard was resting on the bed.vonn; cold sia.retard; cold then wear blanket lar.laughs die.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew that we were supposed t wear blanket, and cover jacket. :D anw,met up with fish, and sent retard off. saw duckie! for like 15 seconds. but still, (: brought fish back t the chalet and dump her there. left for home at 1plus. wanted t meet up with duckie but xzxzxzxz,nvm. cabbed home and slept at 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;mommy woke me up at 9 plus,t go work. walaoooo,can die. so went down t thomson plaza t work, from 11 t 9. then went t clubbing. but wasnt in the mood t club at all. ): wanted lovely t call me,but went home too late. sorry! hehe. and i saw sth damn traumatising at the club. saw this two kinda hot girls dancing. one of them had her boobs like literally overflowing her bra, and her skirt is so friggin short. and once,she did this dance move and...i saw her piku plus panty. knn lar, and the worstt thing is,later one, i found out she is a he. BAPOK! cb. stayed till 4am then came home. and slept till 4pm! yay. thats is a very summarised version of my weekend. hahaha,cuz im damn lazy t blog out everything.&lt;br /&gt;im stuck in the dilemma. starbucks,coffee club or eStyle(my mom's boss shop). which one t work? huh huh huh. ): starbucks 4.50 per hour. coffeeclub 5 i think. eStyle 5 also. but doubt starbucks or coffeclub will allow me t work like 10 hours a day. eStyle requires me t work 10 hours, but they only need people sometimes. how huh?! cant think. the weather's damn good. shall go back t sleep. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;this are the photos!&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2102005818"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2102005818&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you for you for you!i thought i could meet you today,but ):anyways,im glad i saw you that day.veryveryvery happy like i said.i dint mean t leave so early tht night.but you made me feel so lousy,somehow.and have trust in me lar.sometimes,u make me feel so hollow.so not cared by you.rmb i said,how much you mean t me,and how much i mean t you is like different.sometimes,i wish you'd say more.care more,show me more than just this.i think im just asking for too much =/nvmnvmnvm. :Dshalln't ask for much.btw i like your voice!hahaha,gu niang but still nice(:i hope t see you tomorrow!loveLOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115799821573926396?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115799821573926396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115799821573926396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115799821573926396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115799821573926396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/wo-hui-lai-le-speaks-in-la-bi-xiao-xin.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115770764507658828</id><published>2006-09-08T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:30:10.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one last post before i leave for chalet. meeting kaeee t get camera from her! gonna camwhore like mad there please. an average of 7 years friendship with everyone there leh. not alot people keep in contact with their primary school friends. and im proud that i still have mine. okok,whatever. pls leave a tag people. no one is tagging anymore. tiffanE,ure reading right. why never tag huh?! mindy also hor. hahah. thats all ive got. will be back on sunday. but bet i'll sleep the day away. lol,thats all. byebye people. loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something back t you.&lt;br /&gt;its been almost one year since ive known you.&lt;br /&gt;okay,around erm 11months.&lt;br /&gt;your first testi t me was on 5/10/2006.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i remember you were trying t disturb one of my friend,&lt;br /&gt;thinking that she is someone else.&lt;br /&gt;and i had t signal t you that she is not your friend.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! i will never ever forget that.&lt;br /&gt;and that was how we became friends!&lt;br /&gt;im your maluator.&lt;br /&gt;after a few exchange of testimonials,&lt;br /&gt;we lost contact.&lt;br /&gt;your last testi t me is dated 21/10/05&lt;br /&gt;and i still have a neoprint of yours!&lt;br /&gt;doubt you rememeber anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed t add you in msn i think.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow,it just slipped my mind. =x&lt;br /&gt;you dint add me either ok.&lt;br /&gt;till recently when i saw you at town,&lt;br /&gt;and you toatlly dint recgonize me at all.&lt;br /&gt;i was tryna say hi lar,&lt;br /&gt;but you were like damn dao.&lt;br /&gt;so i tagged you,and added you on msn.&lt;br /&gt;tadah,we're back in contact again!&lt;br /&gt;im glad that we are(:&lt;br /&gt;chatting with you online never fail t make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;and this telepathy we share is so wonderful,i think.&lt;br /&gt;we often do or think the same thing..&lt;br /&gt;maybe we were twins in our past life!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,sorry for always dozing off on you during sms.&lt;br /&gt;but you never got angry over it,&lt;br /&gt;actually,you never got angry with me over anything.&lt;br /&gt;i dont mean t be cold t you at times,&lt;br /&gt;but like i told you,i feel insecure at times?&lt;br /&gt;and you should know why right?&lt;br /&gt;recieving your message makes my day,&lt;br /&gt;so please do messgae me more often.&lt;br /&gt;and i will make my message longer and sweeter,ok?&lt;br /&gt;and stop taking so long t reply me!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,this is quite a long post already okay/&lt;br /&gt;be glad.&lt;br /&gt;hope t see you like real soon?&lt;br /&gt;i'll return you the things i owe you(:&lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my heart leads t you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you ask me if I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do you remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna hold your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love me. :D&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/22665437-115770764507658828?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115770764507658828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115770764507658828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115770764507658828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115770764507658828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-last-post-before-i-leave-for.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115763857454083253</id><published>2006-09-07T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T22:33:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feeling so xzxzxz now. have been crying since afternoon. i think ive cried a bucket of tears. no,im not sad over anything. im watching this show,which is er touching. and so,i keep crying. stayed at home the whole day with my beloved mom. i need a job damn fucking badly.any lobangs anyone?(: ok,random post. bye darlings&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this are the photos for yesterday :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoy! &gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/shoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/shoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she shoot me,i shoot her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/unglam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/unglam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;firsrt evidence she have no childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/cramped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/cramped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second evidence she has a deprived childhood.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/retarded%20006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/retarded%20006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;third evidence,she missed her childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/retarded%20010.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/retarded%20010.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and she think she's dam cute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/retarded%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/retarded%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like she's not short enuff,still squat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/retarded%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/retarded%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she LOOKS taller,for once.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/retarded%20009.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/retarded%20009.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mirror mirror on the wall,who's the shortest of them all?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/short.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/short.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;0.9m, a lil more. my all time favourite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too little,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too late.&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/22665437-115763857454083253?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115763857454083253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115763857454083253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115763857454083253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115763857454083253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-feeling-so-xzxzxz-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115757474207189704</id><published>2006-09-07T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T04:32:22.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alert. this post is full of dissing of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JOYCE WONG YUN TING&lt;/span&gt;. so please skip this if you dont wna know the crap she does. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with hayden at kovan macs t help her with her english during the afternoon. reached around 2 plus,i was late for an hour =x sorry my superstar! and i saw kex there. hahaha,was crapping with hayden when kex suddenly came over t tap my shoulder,shocked. zihui was there with her bf too. there was this one bunch of dickheads there creating a din. like fucking noisy,they think they're like damn cool. but please,get a life like totally. pffft. yunting came down around four plus. hayden left for hougang after that then me and yunting left for town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained down t ps and saw this woman on the train who seem t be smiling t herself all the while. that stupid yun ting tried imitating her, and they actually look kinda alike. =x got the tixs for The Devil Wears Prada at 7.10pm. so we went t roam around ps. &lt;strong&gt;that childish girl actually started a cushion fight with me in Spotlight&lt;/strong&gt;. grow up pls yunting. LOL. then went t Best Denki and yunting's friend came for while. and i watched The Adventures of Jack Jack there. Jack Jack is friggin cute please! we were walking past a shop when we came by a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunting; EH! this is your corner leh.&lt;br /&gt;vonn; -looks at the sign.&lt;br /&gt;it reads, NURSERY CORNER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t creative cuz she wanted t get ear piece, not exactly the ear piece, its part of the ear piece. the part which you put into your ear kinda thing. how can someone lose that lar?! bet it drop in her oh so big stitch ear. =x was queueing up t ask about the ear piece. then she was listening t some sample mp3. she put on the ear piece, and &lt;strong&gt;reached for the mp3 which was actually placed behind a glass&lt;/strong&gt;! blind or what. after that she asked if i wanted t listen,so she pass me the ear piece. which is kinda the lastest ear piece? the one that blocks off all the surrounding noise. and its goes really deep into your ear. i was very not comfortable with it. so i adjusted it out,and that sickiening ass actually push the ear piece deep into my ear. knn,idiotic bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,we left for our movie after that. the movie was not bad,above my expectation. its a should watch,almost a must watch. =/ we had our dinner at the food court at 9ish. i ordered this damn gross looking porridge. which is really really gross,and it practically look like shit after i stirred the gravy in. and that arse happily &lt;strong&gt;popped one of her fishball into my porridge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunting; - pops the fishball in.&lt;br /&gt;vonn; -stares.&lt;br /&gt;yunting; -attempts t cover the fishball with the porridge.&lt;br /&gt;vonn; so you think i cant see the fishball lar!&lt;br /&gt;yunting; &lt;strong&gt;eh eh eh,find it! play hide and seek&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finshed our dinner at 10ish. camwhored a lil and her daddy came t pick us up. and here, i announce that &lt;strong&gt;JOYCE WONG YUN TING is a very PAMPERED SPOLIT KID&lt;/strong&gt;. she said that she wanted t drink water when she was in the car. and her daddy say that there is water in the car boot. and after awhile when we stopped at a traffic light near town, her daddy actually alighted and went t get the water for her! omfg lar. so nice of her daddy,dnoe wtf happen t the daughter please. her daddy dropt me off at bedok reservoir. (: thanks joyce's daddy. ok,like he'll read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked from bedok reservoir t bedok north,like again. feel kinda emo again. the walk always force me t reflect and stuffs. but blahhh,i put it all behind me. got the vcds from my gram house and went home after that. its mommy's off day tmr! and it will be my housework day cuz that lady will be enjoying her vcds. ): chalet on friday! i cant wait please. yunting might be coming down. i bet she will,cuz her mp3 is with me. hahaha,it was a great day with that idiot. and no matter how retarded you are. you know i love you the same,or maybe even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some stuffs just happened. cried my eyeballs out. thanks t those who bothered asking me what happened. especially joey the lovely. and i just realised that lovely is her real name,not joey. -.- sorry i dint on my phone,and thank you for being here. youre a caring bitch(: and surprisingly,ber came and ask me if im ok. i realise,i have got people caring for me after all. im not alone! hahhaha. all is well now! im a happy soul once again,i think.  nights people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for you duckie!&lt;br /&gt;actually i dnoe what t blog for you lar. hahah,so random. you suddenly ask me t blog sth for you. you dont even blog for me at all lor. dumbdumbdumb. lol,i still owe you 4 things hor. when are you free so i can return them?! (: ur lollipop is still here with me. stop replying me so slowly on net and on sms can? wait die me please! i mean it when i say i miss you ok. like really&lt;3 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the retarded and me&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/retarded%20007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/retarded%20007.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps; more photos tomorrow,blogger is *f up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tears choke my words,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you dont hear what i wna say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115757474207189704?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115757474207189704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115757474207189704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115757474207189704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115757474207189704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/alert.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115748496934289623</id><published>2006-09-06T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T03:36:09.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cabbed down t school for council meeting in the afternoon. dint do much there,kyong wasnt free t teach us camera tracks. so i left after two hours of rotting there. but the draft of the video wasnt bad. though its kinda cliche and sappy. =x it is still great. the ending is woah! laughs,such a contradiction. wells, life is full of contradictions. pfffft. lyana came t pick me up and we went tm t eat. bus-ed home t slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took bus down t gram house with lyana and she continue on the bus home. and the best thing t happen is,my gram wasnt at home. so i couldnt get the disc for my mom. text siauling(my primary school bestie!) as she stayed next block t my gram. she came down t meet me and we crapped for one hour plus. it was a wonderful catch up session. chalet with my primary school mates this friday. im so looking forward t it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed back and met up with kaesen and kaevis. chatted for awhile then headed home. helping leoven with her school work tomorrow at Kovan Macs. then go town t catch movie with my dearest mickeyy! (: after oh so very very long,we're meeting up for a decent date! maybe meeting up with dii too? cheer up twinny. it'll be alright! and tiffanE,ure missed by me.shall go sleep soon. nights. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont want it t end,but how can something which has not started end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who will start on this journey with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who will guide me through this tedious road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who will stand at the end with me?&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/22665437-115748496934289623?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115748496934289623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115748496934289623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115748496934289623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115748496934289623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/cabbed-down-t-school-for-council.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115738628079984365</id><published>2006-09-05T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T02:19:18.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>editted//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overslept this morning and missed the council meeting =x shall go for the meeting tomorrow,will be learning about camera tracks or something. shooting for the canon dv fest,yay! anyway, met up with lyana at 5 plus. she got me a rose and feraro rocher. THANKS SWEETS(: trained down t bugis and walked about. had my breakfast cum lunch cum dinner at KFC. and lyana left a message on my cig box. nah,im not gonna say what she wrote. hahaha,then we trained t Raffles, and went t boat quay. slack and talked. it started t drizzle after awhile. so we walked t esplanade and sit there chit chat. walked t city hall and dii messaged me. lol,stupid twinny. walked t raffles city and went bakerzinc or something. saw lizhen i think. but she was busy serving her customer,so dint say hi. walked down t soup spoon and saw aaron. i realise my post got alot of walk walk walk. pardon my pte ltd english dictionary. lol,trained home. and yay! im blogging now =x im sick of blogging. thinking of closing down this blog. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Steve Irwin died. he got stung by a stingray if im not wrong. so so so sad. not like i know him, but he's a great host. sorta? his friend said smething like, at least he died doing his favourite thing. he's like only 44 years old. life is so unfair. you never know when is your last breath,like poof. and youre gone. i wana die doing my favourite thing too. but what will it be? anyway,i hope his wife continue doing what he did. and keep on rocking! a tribute t him. lalala. okay,byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i forget, i love&lt;em&gt; you &lt;/em&gt;still&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; i hope you know who you are. im glad you made the choice, and decision. and for heaven's sake. pls be affirmed about it. i will seriously cry if you make the wrong mistake again. dont hor! i can choose not t talk t you for life, but i wont. you mean too much t me. 4 months and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; counting. hearts aplenty(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wna learn how t be commited,will you guide me through?&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/22665437-115738628079984365?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115738628079984365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115738628079984365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115738628079984365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115738628079984365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/editted-overslept-this-morning-and.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115727235591977835</id><published>2006-09-03T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T16:32:35.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been towning this few days, i shall stay away from town for like one week. maybe,half a week. hahaha. lunch with  mommy at parkway yesterday, had steamboat and shopped. saw this shop which need help. so i walked in for an interview. hope they hire me? hahah,wells. not sure if i should go for the starbucks job. afraid that i might not be able t commit t the hours. considering the fact that my friend intro the job t me, it wont be nice t get her into trouble. im crossing my finger hoping they hire me! new outlet at cine,hahha. then i'll be in town 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went town at 10 plus, met kae and nor. nor left at 11 plus then we went t catch the monster house. i think its like not suitable for kids, the house look darn scary sometimes. out of 9.50, i think its worth erm, 7.0? kae came over t my place t mug after that, which was like 3 am? till around 6am and she left,then i slept like pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutoring gfren later maybe, thinking of going down t city hall t look for lizhen. council meeting in school tomorrow,for canon dv fest. i hope it wont take too long! hahah,shall go prepare now. tatas people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i thought i'd loved you all i could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you made me love you more.&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/22665437-115727235591977835?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115727235591977835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115727235591977835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115727235591977835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115727235591977835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/have-been-towning-this-few-days-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115713699571406567</id><published>2006-09-02T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T02:56:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just back from town not long ago. met kae and co. blablabla. same thing,like what else. and joey tried t be friendly today,failed badly. dint meet shan cuz she slept like a pig. stupid bitch. kae sent me home,had supper. now she's mugging at west coast,gd luck ah. well,she cant see this hor. anyway, some private number called me twice,i dint pick up. the third time,i pressed the wrong button. so i was happily waiting for that person t call back. and my phone rang! YAY,then that person hung up. and this time round,its not private number. IT WAS THAT STUPID TAN SHAN SHAN. she knew i was waiting for call,and she purposely call me! walao,wana whack her pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in quite a good mood just now, till something happened. UGH. i dont want you t get hurt again. and aiyahhh,you know i hate her after what she did t you. and today,she went your house. im feeling so fucking pek cek now. i dont even feel like talking t you anymore. i hope you know what you are doing. RAHHHHHHHHHH! i even feel like crying,like for what?! i said, you dont bother,why should i. but you know,im always here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,now im in a bad mood. shall go watch the spongebobs show on youtube,shan shared with me. argh,PEKCEK. ok,byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just care too 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/22665437-115713699571406567?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115713699571406567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115713699571406567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115713699571406567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115713699571406567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-back-from-town-not-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115710746627183342</id><published>2006-09-01T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T18:44:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in a really fucking bad mood now. im disgusted. you make me wana puke like damn badly. but if youre not bothered. then why should i be? ughhh,fuck. stuck with all the sickening housework at home. have t go my grandma house which is at bedok. have t take bus and walk. walk and take bus. i hate going t her place,and what for? get some vcds my mom wanna watch. ah! fuck,im like gonna cry. damn you emo bitch. ok,i shall go cry my heart out. fuck you. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115710746627183342?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115710746627183342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115710746627183342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115710746627183342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115710746627183342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-in-really-fucking-bad-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115705296789077821</id><published>2006-09-01T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T18:40:40.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>editted//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long long long day. supposed t go back t gmeth,but rain damn heavily,so nah. met up with kelly in town at around 4. so long since we've met,miss her alot please. then i had lunch,and we went t take neos and wandered around town. so much fun bitching around,lets meet up again soon. she went off at around 6plus and i went t find kaesen,mae,kraven and nor. wanzhen came t join us. met rayne too. kpool-ed and slacked at rocky. vivian came along at 7plus. saw my crush and gang. i was running here and there,like er yea. met van and troh for awhile. then dii came,with her friends. met for awhile,and arcade. wayne and sean was there,many many hugs. after that,kaesen and co ate at kopitiam. then jace came rocky slack with us. its the usual things. but i had fun(: and i smoked like a chimney today,real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizhen was damn nice today,though she is super kaypoh lar. and tiffanE was being sensitive for once. plans t meet up with joey and shan tomorrow,maybe. long day,long night, shall be off t sleep. nights people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115705296789077821?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115705296789077821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115705296789077821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115705296789077821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115705296789077821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/09/editted-it-has-been-long-long-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115696237445865737</id><published>2006-08-31T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T02:26:14.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea,im supposed t be studying,but no motivation, at all. so shall come blog. i realise my previous post is so not me. in what sense? im not sure either. was talking with shan and mickeyy just now. about fast forwarding my life. shan said, "&lt;strong&gt;you cant turn back time so please treasure the time you have now&lt;/strong&gt;." yea,but you always lose something before you will learn t treasure it. and that is a very sad fact t accept. why must we fall before we learnt how t stand? and mickeyy said, "then everytime it'll fastforward and before you know it.. you'll be fat. and yah.. old and yah." same topic, but her answer is like so different from shan's one,so retarded. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, &lt;strong&gt;I JUST WANA SKIP THE EXAMS&lt;/strong&gt;. cant i? ok,no i cant. omfg, i dint realise it is three already. i got 11 and half more hours t go. but still, im not moving my fat ass. i know i got alot t study, and very little time. yet,i just dont wana go. i need someone t teach me and tell me whats sense of urgency. im serioulsy lacking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was watching csi just now, this guy, Nick got caught by some psycho and he was enclosed in a plastic coffin with minimal moving space. and,he's buried er in the soil. what will i do if that was me? there were &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;glowing sticks in the coffin, a tape recorder, and...a gun&lt;/span&gt;. i guess i'd most probably shoot myself in the head when i realise that im not dreaming. how scary would that be? will i like pee and poo in my pants? will i remain calm and think of a way out, or like i said, kill myself. im quite sure its the latter. i always believe &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a sharp pang is better than a prolonged agony&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; if i were t wait, wont it be more horrid t realise every minute that passes, my expectation gets higher,the more my disappointment will be when they come tumbling down. and talking about disappointment, im damn disappointed in someone. sighs, i hope you know what youre doing. im bothering cuz i love you. and i dont want t see you like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some friend of mine is going through a rough patch now,this is for you. it might sound heartless or what but yea. i know it has been a long realtionship,but you deserve better. maybe what im gonna say will not sound humane,but read on. i admit im someone who move on quickly, i dont lament over the past. its called the past for some reasons you see. when a relationship ends, i tend t move on easily. heartless some say, ok, kinda. but what for harp over something that has ended? be happy for what you guys have done. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;memories is something that cant be shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. you can put it in a million words, its still indescribable. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not the beginning or ending that matters, its the journey you two have taken together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. instead,you should look forward t another chapter thats gonna begin. yea, obviously i cry and everything. but crying doesnt bring the one you love back. if she loves you, she will be back no matter what. if she dont, smile cuz there is somone out there who is the true one. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;like you keep chasing after someone, of course she will enjoy and indulge in the pampering, but it gets frustrating at times when she plays too hard t get. that is the time when you should stop. if she turns t look for you,or even come running back t you. she is the one. but if she doesnt,move on my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my headache has blew my head away or whatsoever. im trying t make sense,but i cant seem t. cant put this feelings into words. cant express whats in me. ): die,emo again. for no fucking reason. maybe its that i-wana-love thing again. i need a hug. sighs, tatas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,that was for yesterday night,fucking blogger dont let me blog again! ugh. like fuck! ok,chill. EXAMS ARE OVER! and i had quite a bad day. like freaking bad,shall not lament about it cuz its over. went town at night t pass kae her camera. fag and shake leg there till eleven plus and went home. gosh,i dont know if im going t gmeth tomorrow or not. kelly is having her papaer in the morning. but i will be going town with her anyhow.okay,nothing much t blog about. oh yea, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy forth month and er one day t my dearest stitch. i heart you like so fucking much.&lt;/span&gt; i know you love me too. okok,thats all folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the best dii&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is something that stupid want me t post,she think its damn cute. the smileys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/cute.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/400/cute.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was like something wrong with her camera,then her face pink pink.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/pink.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/400/pink.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main focus is the first sentence tiffanE type. the gu niang love thing. oh yea,forgot that tiffanE is a gay bung(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/sissy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/400/sissy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115696237445865737?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115696237445865737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115696237445865737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115696237445865737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115696237445865737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/yeaim-supposed-t-be-studyingbut-no.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115685695171153882</id><published>2006-08-29T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:09:11.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay,two papers down. one more t go. and its the paper i dread the most. omg. &lt;strong&gt;media and society&lt;/strong&gt;. i really hope that i wont fail. i dont wana take supplementry paper. i wana lalala my holiday happily. had a really bad headache just now, lack of sleep i suppose. i hope i dont break down. slept at five plus yesterday,was chatting with tiffanE. i so friggin love her(: tiffE,i know youre reading.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my essential graphic software paper in 30mins today(its suppose t be 2hours). and kyong walked over t check. and he gave me that i-dont-know-how-t-describe look. i wana pass well for ess gra! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going back t geylang meth for teachers' day. and my dear anju has got attachment that day,so she wont be going. oh,what a bitch. haha,but anyway,i'll be meeting kelly. go out and shop shop? i dont know,i wana have my tongue pierced. ive been saying this for very very long. and i wana get a job. mickey recommended one at starbucks. most probably working there with vanessa,if things dont go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maggie mee for dinner again. my only meal for the day! ive been eating maggie mee for dinner for the past three days. same flavour,same ingredients. i wana slim down. im fat. oh ya, my dad bought insurance for me. woah,i felt weird. he actually still loves me,i think. my parents are divorced btw. but never mind,i love my mommy(though i hate her sometimes). she kissed me that day when i was studying till 8am. i was like,errrr? haha,okays. shall go back t study,or should i say, start studying. one more day vonn. and freedom will embrace you with open arms, plant kisses all all all over you. yea,ONE MORE DAY. byebye people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rewind it back.&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/22665437-115685695171153882?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115685695171153882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115685695171153882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115685695171153882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115685695171153882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/yaytwo-papers-down.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115678953617152473</id><published>2006-08-29T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T02:25:36.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,regarding the super long emo post. it really is not for anyone. i just piece memories of past relastionships together,and tadah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stop asking me if i want someone back or not. cuz i dont.i love no one now,okay,except tiffanE. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells,doubts cleared.so byebye,go mug le(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115678953617152473?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115678953617152473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115678953617152473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115678953617152473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115678953617152473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/okayregarding-super-long-emo-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115676621388413739</id><published>2006-08-28T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:56:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dint sleep last night,omg. nap for around 3hours at 8am this morning and tried browsing thru all the notes before paper. i cant memorise facts for nuts. concepts and more of concepts. last min studying works well for me. but my dark circles, shakes head. one down, two more t go. shall go sleeep for awhile later,god knows how long is my awhile. ughhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,do i talk like ah lian, i mean do i blog like ah lian? joey told me im ah lian,damn sad ok. and someone commented that i got the "COME GET ME LOOK" in one of my photos. damn ): ok,but wells, i kinda brush it off. so what,im a bitch what. take it or leave it k. lol,kidding. i dont wna have the "come get me look" nor be like a ah lian. geesh,i realise my english is damn broken. which is pretty bad considering i got an A2 for my english Os. yes,im showing off. cannot ah? hahha,im talking t myself. ok,shut up. never mind. anyway,thanks mindy. hahah,i made this layout. ok,sort of lar. finally someone say its nice,and mindy,you owe me a blogskin. WHERE IS IT?! haha, i dont know what the fuck i typing,so haiya, ciaos people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and love aint love without you.&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/22665437-115676621388413739?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115676621388413739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115676621388413739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115676621388413739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115676621388413739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/dint-sleep-last-nightomg.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115672133405707512</id><published>2006-08-28T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T07:28:54.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its four plus in the morning,everyone else is like sleeping.and here i am.still not asleep,nor mugging.someone please slap me,no.pinch is enough/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,im supposed t be studying,but suddenly feeling emo.after reading someone's blog.someone whom ive not contacted for sometime.a friend,whom ive shared my deepest with.yet,we know for ourselves,we can never be as close again.we make effort,but it always turns out wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bitch about each other,we hate each other.but somehow,she stands a place in my heart no matter what.still hate her lar ok.i think i mightcry if i dont do anything and stone.so come here blog.caution,its a fucken wordy blog,and very rubbish.so read only if you got nothing better t do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells,ive got this scary feeling.ive forgotten how t love.AHHHHHH!fucking scary.really,it freaks me out like nothing else.like love friends,yea lar.lovelove.but the kinda love im talking about is the WOAH kinda love.those that can lift you up t the sky,and drop you into the deep valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive forgotten how it is like t look forward t gf's calls, msgs, dates, movies,monthsarys.&lt;br /&gt;how it is like t keep on looking at the neos we take and think,so compatible lar.omg.&lt;br /&gt;how she can do something so small yet so sweet.awww.&lt;br /&gt;how i melt when i know she is waiting for me t end school.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;how i know that she's missing me,but i just wont sms her so she'll miss me more.&lt;br /&gt;how it feels t sleep in her arm and know that she's admiring me in every single way.siao.&lt;br /&gt;how she will smile t me like im damn chio,but i got veggie stuck in my teeth.unglam.&lt;br /&gt;how painful it is to know that things are going wrong in our r/s,&lt;br /&gt;and how wonderful it is when we mend things up,and be happy again.&lt;br /&gt;how horrible it is t be jealous when another girl hit on her.cb one.&lt;br /&gt;how the long bus journeys end so quickly when we camwhore on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;how irritating i can get,when ironically,i dont get my way.&lt;br /&gt;how she will coax me when i throw my oh so bitchy temper.&lt;br /&gt;how she say sorry although im in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;how she agree with me,when im still in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got alot lar okay,but too many t name.the above does not refer t anyone in particular ok.&lt;br /&gt;ugh,i miss missing someone.&lt;br /&gt;i miss loving someone so badly i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i miss staring at my hp,waiting for someone's sms.&lt;br /&gt;i miss crying over something she's done,&lt;br /&gt;and i miss smiling like an idiot when i know she is sorry and im gonna get chocolates or&lt;br /&gt;whatsoever cuz she wana make it up t me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD,i swear im retarded lar.why so psycho?!im so desperate for love meh.maybe hor.i love you i love you.its so easy t say,but so hard t achieve.words cant say what love can do.love can never ever be expressed in words,duh.its a feeling,so heartwrenching at times.yet so heartwarming too.fuck love,FUCK it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is nice t be rocking single.fling and play like you siao.so many dates every week.no,not me.but u still long for a place where u can come home too.no,not the house de home.its the gf'arms that kinda HOME.yea,rmb someone saying,no matter how much you flirt and everything,&lt;br /&gt;your heart will still go back t that special one.and i truly believe in that.&lt;br /&gt;yet,ive no idea who my special one is.no,sorry,doubt ive found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still in search for it.perhaps its time i settle down,find someone t love,but some say,loves finds you.you dont go around searching for love,but if everyone just sits down and wait.how love even start!?right,how stupid lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer taking the initiative.i hate waiting,if like means like.dont like jiu dont like.dont have see first one.i mean yea,can give time and let it develop.but after awhile,sure can sense de ma.ok,contradicitng myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its good t take initiative,like sending smiles in friendster,sending msg in fridae.i think it s damn stupid t be viewing each others profile everyday and pray that person do something,they wont.if they wanted t,they would had.and just by sending hearts in fridae,you wont be able t befriend the person.i mean if u alr know the person,send hearts t help increase each others heart counts.but if you dont know that person,help for what.hahha. sending messages in fridae or friendster doesnt mean ure desperate or what. youre just taking the initiative t be friends. its is not stupid, the stupid thing is t add someone on friendster whom you wish t know, and yea, you can forever wish that you know the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is my longer blog post?was thinking if i should blog inthe private one. but nah,nvm. haven updated that,since i last got over someone,hahha. okok,ive come t the end of all my rubbishing.shall go back t mugging. and best of luck t everyone taking their papers,and those searching for love,like me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you drink a bottle of poison,&lt;br /&gt;and you wait for that person t die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115672133405707512?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115672133405707512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115672133405707512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115672133405707512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115672133405707512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-four-plus-in-morningeveryone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115669925471811041</id><published>2006-08-28T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T01:24:40.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams into 12hours time.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;my best friend&lt;/strong&gt; decided t pay me a visit.&lt;br /&gt;guess she/he/it will be staying for 3-4 days.&lt;br /&gt;like how great,&lt;br /&gt;accompany me throughout my papers.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet,damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,back t mugging.&lt;br /&gt;not planning t sleep tonight,lol.&lt;br /&gt;if i can.&lt;br /&gt;byebye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me all the best!&lt;br /&gt;tag me people.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wonder if ive people reading my blog everyday.&lt;br /&gt;not those whom i know lar.&lt;br /&gt;if got,tag me!&lt;br /&gt;i might be just talking t the air):&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies t tags-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae; haaha,cough loves me what. cannot ah.&lt;br /&gt;jingyi; at least u know who paris hilton is. who is my potato head?&lt;br /&gt;mickey; ask me shut up somemore. haha,taking photo and print screen different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never a right time t say gdbye,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you know we gotta walk our seperate ways.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115669925471811041?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115669925471811041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115669925471811041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115669925471811041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115669925471811041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/exams-into-12hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115660814982191829</id><published>2006-08-27T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:03:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,my mom pulled me out of bed t eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;im like friggin tired ):&lt;br /&gt;zyan came over t my place at four plus yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;then she acc me t town at nine plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw olga at town,&lt;br /&gt;she freak the hell outta me lar.&lt;br /&gt;was listening t my nano and walking towards town.&lt;br /&gt;and she suddenly BOM in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;i went, "OMG OMG! xia si wo xia si wo!"&lt;br /&gt;then her gf was laughing like siao,&lt;br /&gt;RAHHH, damn arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,met kaesen t go mug.&lt;br /&gt;saw wayne,for like since i dont know how long.&lt;br /&gt;that stupid xiao de on my lappy.&lt;br /&gt;and when i on-ed it,&lt;br /&gt;she say "I dont want t use liao."&lt;br /&gt;wah,wana whack her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left town at eleven plus,&lt;br /&gt;headed down t toapayoh t mug.&lt;br /&gt;and i found out my lappy wasnt offed!&lt;br /&gt;omg,so lappy batt left 50% ):&lt;br /&gt;wayne ah wayne.&lt;br /&gt;ok, mug from like 12 t six?&lt;br /&gt;okay,minus one hour camwhoring and distracting kaesen,&lt;br /&gt;such as drawing on her hand and bla.&lt;br /&gt;i spend the other five studying hor?!&lt;br /&gt;maybe four and a half i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and yea,here i am.&lt;br /&gt;blahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;my cough is killing me bigbig time.&lt;br /&gt;shall go nap for awhile.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;tata mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when the last tear drop falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/macc%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/macc%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the mugging begins,kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/macc%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/macc%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,i swear im irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/macc%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/macc%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/macc%20075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/macc%20075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed home(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115660814982191829?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115660814982191829/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="410" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 3px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 3px solid" alt="QuizGalaxy!" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Yvonne-9-11-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What" will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how will i die?&lt;br /&gt;die laughing hysterically,&lt;br /&gt;maybe someone will tickle me until i die?&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeee,then i look so fucking unglam lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was telling jovi yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;when i die, i want t be cremated.&lt;br /&gt;then pour my ashes intto the sea.&lt;br /&gt;cliche i know.&lt;br /&gt;but anyways,i just dont want a funeral,&lt;br /&gt;cuz damn noisy.&lt;br /&gt;i can die and go off in peace.&lt;br /&gt;so that means, my gf cannot die earlier than me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want some kuku person t pour my ashes in the sea lor.&lt;br /&gt;my gf can cry as she pour my ashes into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;awwwww,crazy bitch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,who the hell is that mr potatohead?!&lt;br /&gt;hahah,i dont want my gf t look like potato leh):&lt;br /&gt;ok,shall go back t mugging.&lt;br /&gt;tata people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shut-uping//&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who will be my mr potatohead?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115648987377991187?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115648987377991187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115648987377991187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115648987377991187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115648987377991187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-will-your-obituary-say-at.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115643619456020684</id><published>2006-08-25T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:16:34.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok,just here t reply tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunru ;  hahaha,i never go out already. mugging at home(:&lt;br /&gt;meiting ;  LOL,welcome meiting! loves.&lt;br /&gt;denise ;  laughs,you can give it a try again!&lt;br /&gt;clar ;  tag u back. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,muggin.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115643619456020684?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-22665437.post-115628441478533424</id><published>2006-08-23T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T06:15:07.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,i did a fucking long post,and blogger decided t not post it.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if its the internet connection or blogger.&lt;br /&gt;but wireless still sucks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,augustine jude cheety has flooded my tagboard big time,&lt;br /&gt;(sorry denise,youre no longer the longest tagger,auggy's the new crowned one)&lt;br /&gt;ive no idea how long the tag was still i actually copy and pasted the whole tag here,&lt;br /&gt;earlier in the day.when blogger ate the post up.&lt;br /&gt;i shall be nice and post the whole tag as auggy has something for the class.&lt;br /&gt;so this is from auggy t T04(including me lar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AJC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only just saw the post, thanks alot. the other time we asked Mr. Yong, he said we would remain as classmates for the next semester, but coming into class last friday (late) was crazy cos' it was then i learnt of the horrible news that we wouldn't. didn't seem to make any sense. it was, and still is very saddening cos it can be said that my relationship with you guys...is still very young - had just started to get into things with ya'll and now... you know. it's terrible cos' i feel and am sure that we have the best class in the cohort. since this is vonn's blog..i would like to thank vonn for helping me settle into the class and all. it was fun doing projects with you - cropping **** and all. you were good. thank you for being a great fried in class too.why did they have to censor my s-h-i-t anyway? oh and its friend* not fried yo - even though you smacked my head so many times. i'd like to thank the rest of the class too but as you can see, i'm eating into her tags, so&lt;strong&gt; a shout-out to ya'll: thank you so much for making me feel at home cos' i was lost and all when...i first came into this class. it was fabulous having ya'll take me in and all. thanks for everything, everyone.&lt;/strong&gt; please read from my first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,that was damn sweet of auggy,the fastest indian.&lt;br /&gt;youve been hell lotsa fun t be with,&lt;br /&gt;a great groupie too.&lt;br /&gt;minus the fact that u like t close my lappy when im using it,&lt;br /&gt;minus the fact that u painstakingly coloured a ice cream stick pink t make it look like polky,&lt;br /&gt;minustthe fact that u keep doing the mr selvan action,&lt;br /&gt;minus the fact that u keep scolding dialect vulgarities without knowing its meaning,&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that you insist that we are racist when we ignoe your nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,there's like alot more,&lt;br /&gt;the list never end,&lt;br /&gt;and this was how much i typed just now when blogger did not connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,anyway i just reached home not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;went town with zyan,&lt;br /&gt;for what i also dont know.&lt;br /&gt;just walked and walked and walked.&lt;br /&gt;then patrina came down for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;headed down t lavender t look for bryan and co with zyan.&lt;br /&gt;gosh,they are like staying at hotel,&lt;br /&gt;hotel 81.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;blablabla there,and left at 12 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internet wasnt friendly t me.&lt;br /&gt;so i stayed offline till now.&lt;br /&gt;boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;i so wana complain.&lt;br /&gt;okay,studying tmr,&lt;br /&gt;with kaesen.at where i dnoe.&lt;br /&gt;but i know im gonna study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea,something from yunting today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but no matter how much you suck.. i still love you!!!! =)))))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;a reply t liz tag;&lt;br /&gt;tag something proper leh!haha.bitch.&lt;br /&gt;byebye people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some i-dnoe-how-t-desribe-photos;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/orgy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/orgy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is augustine the jude chetty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/neww%20033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/neww%20033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the water fountain at hereen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/neww%20084.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/neww%20084.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she say cannot screen shot,but never say cannot take photo of the screen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115628441478533424?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115628441478533424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115628441478533424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that ghostly hand belongs t yunting ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/stitch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/400/stitch2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; compare this,with the one down there.cuter right?!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/concen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/400/concen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the act cute not cute one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/smile.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/400/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile like some retard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,i foresee some scoldings from yunting. HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;tatas people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you left with any goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115609787753872073?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115609787753872073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115609787753872073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115609787753872073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115609787753872073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/that-ghostly-hand-belongs-t-yunting.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115606525244417690</id><published>2006-08-20T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T19:47:00.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>edited//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/untitled.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i rock?&lt;br /&gt;cuz symon says so.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;catching the lakehouse with kex later.&lt;br /&gt;shall go prepare.byebye.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not feeling well,so cancelled the date with kex,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry darls(:&lt;br /&gt;i'll make it up t you soon.&lt;br /&gt;tatas world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies t tags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunting; shutt up ting ting.lol.&lt;br /&gt;anju; uve always been number one lar.crazy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;free; hahaha,i love 1c04, ure the best man! freeMAN.&lt;br /&gt;kaeee; ssssh,i know u jealous lar.&lt;br /&gt;lorene; yesyes, nobody thinks that ure bimbo. NOBODY.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;youre a dream come true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;got myself falling for you&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115606525244417690?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115606525244417690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115606525244417690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115606525244417690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115606525244417690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/edited-why-do-i-rock-cuz-symon-says-so.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115600298242490553</id><published>2006-08-19T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:56:22.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,&lt;br /&gt;got my results for coursework already.&lt;br /&gt;like friggin shit,fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one B,one C,and one D+.&lt;br /&gt;As dont like me,&lt;br /&gt;though i love he/she/it.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be working hard for you.&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll come t me one day.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,craaaaaap.&lt;br /&gt;hahah,yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;reply t tags(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah ; welcome sweets, peace k? (:&lt;br /&gt;natalie ; hahha,kyong's car is like ahemmm. thanks for all your notes!&lt;br /&gt;denise ; you have been crowned the longest tagger of the whole year(or whatever),&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,cropping is fun lur! you teach me techno dance,i teach you cropping! deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is random i swear (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/dumbb%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/dumbb%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUNTING prettaye :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/dumbb%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/dumbb%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who say you cant camwhore when youre drunk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love me too?&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/22665437-115600298242490553?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115600298242490553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;im supposed t meet up with a few people.&lt;br /&gt;hahah,few people as in those who dont know each other at all.&lt;br /&gt;i just has this habit of saying okay t people asking me out.&lt;br /&gt;so much so,ive got a few dates cramped up in a day.&lt;br /&gt;friend that kind of date lar okay.&lt;br /&gt;but considering my hangover now,&lt;br /&gt;i'll give town a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual,clubbed yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;mango's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;he got like so so so many friends la,&lt;br /&gt;his NS friends,his workplace friends,his outside friends.&lt;br /&gt;and he got drunk by 2 plus.&lt;br /&gt;imagine having t chiong drinsk at 3 tables.&lt;br /&gt;i would be knocked out at one already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,zyan and co was there too,&lt;br /&gt;so i stick around with them.&lt;br /&gt;cuz the table i was sitting at was ALL guys.&lt;br /&gt;oh freak man.&lt;br /&gt;minus the fact that they can help me pour drinks when im too lazy,&lt;br /&gt;and help me light my fags.&lt;br /&gt;there was no other reason i should stay there.&lt;br /&gt;and people,im social smoker okay.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont finish smoking TWO packets,&lt;br /&gt;like someone.i hope you know who you are hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys went off at around three t send mango home.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed back with zyan.&lt;br /&gt;my godbro was waiting for me t cab home together,&lt;br /&gt;so i left at four.&lt;br /&gt;i was on the verge of puking,&lt;br /&gt;but i totally hate puking.&lt;br /&gt;i know,who likes puking right.&lt;br /&gt;but i really hate hate hate it.&lt;br /&gt;so i er,held it back.&lt;br /&gt;eeee,thats disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless,i didnt puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed home at around five.&lt;br /&gt;and i slept till five.&lt;br /&gt;like pig or what.&lt;br /&gt;im super duper hungry now,rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;who cares.&lt;br /&gt;and clubbing makes me slim down.&lt;br /&gt;its always effective.&lt;br /&gt;give it a try,&lt;br /&gt;but results might vary.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay,shall go buy food now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way,my dearesst classmates.&lt;br /&gt;pls leave a tag if uve read the post for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i was hoping everyone can read it?&lt;br /&gt;lovelove(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replies t tags.&lt;br /&gt;natalie; hahha,we are the red and black.&lt;br /&gt;anju; haha,of course. youre my number one.&lt;br /&gt;mickeyy; say welcome. now everyone know ur cheena name is yunting.&lt;br /&gt;yunru; haha,he always er er er ya ya ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was at a loss for words first time that we spoke;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're dope have a player by the choke.&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/22665437-115598311996216648?l=foolishpleasure-.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-22665437.post-115590178274588696</id><published>2006-08-18T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T19:59:48.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from school,&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the class is bonding somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;yea,im being anti-social again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,its just so difficult to click with them,&lt;br /&gt;no offense,its me not them.&lt;br /&gt;when i try t talk with them,&lt;br /&gt;they dont notice me and continues on their own,&lt;br /&gt;i feel so grrr invisble.&lt;br /&gt;since im treated this way,&lt;br /&gt;i might as well shut up and act invisible.&lt;br /&gt;makes no difference anyway.&lt;br /&gt;im not blaming them for it,&lt;br /&gt;just that i think ive t try harder,&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ive got split personality.&lt;br /&gt;one in school,&lt;br /&gt;one outside school.&lt;br /&gt;somehow,i hoped that you guys would have got t know the other vonn,&lt;br /&gt;not the emo one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be splitting up next sem,&lt;br /&gt;no much difference t me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont talk much anyways.&lt;br /&gt;though obviously i'll miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1C04/T04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunru;&lt;/strong&gt; the girl who always laugh till she cries,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who cried when she realise we are splitting class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meiting;&lt;/strong&gt; the best group leader i can ever have,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who is like our big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;auggy;&lt;/strong&gt; the jude chetty,&lt;br /&gt;and the one funny indian man i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;denise;&lt;/strong&gt; the petite girl who is way louder than she looks like,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who dance techno well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lorene;&lt;/strong&gt; the bimbo who laughs in a hehehe way,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who thinks the holes on the LT wall are air con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jon;&lt;/strong&gt; the guy who used t end each sentences with colourful words,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who sold all the F words t me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fredrick;&lt;/strong&gt; the magician who is the joker of the class,&lt;br /&gt;and the one with the third eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;derek;&lt;/strong&gt; the guy with braces,&lt;br /&gt;and the one with the balls, bowling balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yizhong;&lt;/strong&gt; the bunny look alike mango,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who er,ya..ya..er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freeman;&lt;/strong&gt; the nicest guy in the class,&lt;br /&gt;and the one with a rockin good handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarah;&lt;/strong&gt; the cute girl with ever changing clothes,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who think fish in the water makes lotsa sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vanessa;&lt;/strong&gt; the girl who wants t do more marketing journals,&lt;br /&gt;and the one with pleasant praises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerie;&lt;/strong&gt; the cool girl with cold jokes,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who goes,"eh,dont scold vulgarities.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nabilah;&lt;/strong&gt; the girl whom i talked t the least,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who likes err BSB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raihan;&lt;/strong&gt; the girl who wears damn nice tee shirts,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who is arty farty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natalie;&lt;/strong&gt; the girl with the red specs,&lt;br /&gt;and the one i go running to for lecture notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;francine;&lt;/strong&gt; the girl with a very small voice,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who lost her ez link card in the mac lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ailsa;&lt;/strong&gt; the girl whose voice dont match her look at all,&lt;br /&gt;and the one with so many As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rosemary;&lt;/strong&gt; the eldest in class i think,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who works at raffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diyanah;&lt;/strong&gt; the girl who has mia for i-dnoe-how-long,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who has t work hard for her subs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jeremy;&lt;/strong&gt; the guy who ive never talked t in class,&lt;br /&gt;and the one who transfered out before he came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats more or less about the peeps in my class,&lt;br /&gt;they are not in order lar.&lt;br /&gt;wells,we've gone through hectic deadlines,&lt;br /&gt;sleepless nights,&lt;br /&gt;stayovers(for my groupie),&lt;br /&gt;great laugh die sessions,&lt;br /&gt;and our first formal presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys will always stay as a memory within me.&lt;br /&gt;lets all work hard for our exams.&lt;br /&gt;and holidays will embrace us with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;i love y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/classss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/classss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-22665437.post-115581948554922674</id><published>2006-08-17T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:55:54.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>editted//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided t blog something longer,&lt;br /&gt;since ive got like nothing t do,hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;no life,damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met YUNTING(mickeyy) in the afternoon for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;then went off for GDF tutorial which lasted for one 2 hours?&lt;br /&gt;YUNTING also ended at 3plus,&lt;br /&gt;so we met up with bread and co.&lt;br /&gt;slacked till 6 plus and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see,really nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact vonnkua being such a smart arse,&lt;br /&gt;left the camera cable at school when she dont even recall taking it outta her bag.&lt;br /&gt;how clever,not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the photos i took today,&lt;br /&gt;could not be uploaded,how sad.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met someone else today too,&lt;br /&gt;after so so so long.&lt;br /&gt;so happy,laughs.&lt;br /&gt;mia somemore lar you!lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its mango's bday tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;celebrating at b-0ne.&lt;br /&gt;club till i drop.&lt;br /&gt;its time t study like,vonn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya,thats my mom.&lt;br /&gt;rosemary says she wna see how my mom looks.&lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;yea,i myself wonder where the genes go t.dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/photos%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/photos%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays,thats all.&lt;br /&gt;not any better than the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever can.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,here is a cool website.&lt;br /&gt;its quite accurate,give it a try(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iStrology.com/love/?o=33428371"&gt;http://www.iStrology.com/love/?o=33428371&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I will bear my soul in time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm kneeling at your feet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115581948554922674?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115581948554922674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115581948554922674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115581948554922674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115581948554922674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/editted-decided-t-blog-something.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115574837250957298</id><published>2006-08-17T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T01:12:52.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ess gra skills test was &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; okay,&lt;br /&gt;i hope t get at least a C.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like t aim t high.&lt;br /&gt;haha,higher the hopes&lt;br /&gt;and greater the disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;lousy i know,laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained down t ps t meet zyan,&lt;br /&gt;watched Click.&lt;br /&gt;its damn nice please.&lt;br /&gt;a die die must watch.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; teared,&lt;br /&gt;and there's alot of meaningful quotes.&lt;br /&gt;but i dint take them down.&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna buy the vcd when it comes out(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised i did a lot of walking today.&lt;br /&gt;walked from ps t heeren,&lt;br /&gt;then t cine followed by taka.&lt;br /&gt;and far east!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea,i saw jingyi! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;saw a bunch of SA girls at dhoby ghaut station,&lt;br /&gt;and i had this feeling jingyi is amongst them.&lt;br /&gt;damn i was right,&lt;br /&gt;so much so i got tongue tied when i talked t her.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back t the topic,&lt;br /&gt;me and zyan really practically walked the entire mall.&lt;br /&gt;ok,translate that t chinese, it will make more sense.&lt;br /&gt;then zyan bus-ed home with me,&lt;br /&gt;and went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need t eat some medicine,&lt;br /&gt;but lalala.&lt;br /&gt;having headache.&lt;br /&gt;mommy says it cuz i never sleep enough.&lt;br /&gt;i should sleep more,&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA,tatas people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;photosss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/cute%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/cute%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got this from some baby fair at take,one buck only. cheapo! :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/cute%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/cute%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the animals dont look like the animals they are supposed t look like.HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/cute%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/cute%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha,zee for zyan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/cute%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/cute%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the panty rose! spot the panty? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/ven%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/ven%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my 6yr cousin,as camwhorus as me. its in the genes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will you love me the next morning?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forever and ever,babe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115574837250957298?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115574837250957298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115574837250957298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115574837250957298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115574837250957298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ess-gra-skills-test-was-quite-okay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115566828667118167</id><published>2006-08-16T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T02:58:06.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/yvonne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/400/yvonne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,this was how bored i was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;mickey ah mickey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;JOYCE WONG &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;YUN TING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115566828667118167?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115566828667118167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115566828667118167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115566828667118167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115566828667118167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahahathis-was-how-bored-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115565930854720319</id><published>2006-08-16T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:28:28.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I try t be the best that i could be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stop asking for more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,i swear that was random.&lt;br /&gt;my cough is not gettin any better.&lt;br /&gt;))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously im not eating medicine,&lt;br /&gt;hahah,retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ess gra skills test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sighs,i wna ace it damn badly.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck people.&lt;br /&gt;thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anju dearie,it'll get better k?&lt;br /&gt;cheer up&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop acting like you are hurt,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eeeeewk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115565930854720319?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115565930854720319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115565930854720319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115565930854720319'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;YAY!went t watch pirates of the caribbean sea today.&lt;br /&gt;with kex,her treat.&lt;br /&gt;thanks sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she bought me a rose with panty inside,&lt;br /&gt;cheeky sia.&lt;br /&gt;but obviously she was tryna be funny lar.&lt;br /&gt;damn arse,hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;and she bought me alot of cuttlefish from genting.&lt;br /&gt;though im having like sore throat,&lt;br /&gt;some things you just cant control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol,i dnoe whats going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;the tempation t mia.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho,&lt;br /&gt;byebye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im feeling so empty inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;babyboy.&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/22665437-115557130570558446?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115557130570558446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115557130570558446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115557130570558446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115557130570558446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/okf.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115549035208212250</id><published>2006-08-14T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T01:54:46.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i'd enough,&lt;br /&gt;its all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets move on people.&lt;br /&gt;the world won't stop spinning for you.&lt;br /&gt;you can sit there and harbour over what has happened,&lt;br /&gt;but time will still be passing like it use t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios mates.&lt;br /&gt;byebye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e368/Kaesen/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e368/Kaesen/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something random,hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;i know cant see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but that few words repeating there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is imissyou from mickey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahah,mickey miss me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115549035208212250?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115549035208212250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115549035208212250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115549035208212250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115549035208212250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-id-enough-its-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115545724988522928</id><published>2006-08-13T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T16:20:59.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went t club ytd,&lt;br /&gt;yes again.&lt;br /&gt;i got so fucken many things t get off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;so many things happened,&lt;br /&gt;i was caught offguard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its all over now,&lt;br /&gt;i dnoe if im happy with the situation.&lt;br /&gt;but i need t study.&lt;br /&gt;exams in like 2weeks.&lt;br /&gt;i cant fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my flu and cough is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it lar.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you know you still matter t me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is for ytd and the day before,cuz fucken blogger dint allow me t blog.)&lt;br /&gt;flu flu flu flu flu.&lt;br /&gt;my nose is like dropping off lur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was as per normal,duh.&lt;br /&gt;went down t gram house t get mommy's med.&lt;br /&gt;ive t walk like fifteen mins t reach,xzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rush home and bathe,&lt;br /&gt;it was 705 when i got home.&lt;br /&gt;and the reservation at DanRyans was at 730! =/&lt;br /&gt;latelatelate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaeee came down t pick me,&lt;br /&gt;cabbed as usual.&lt;br /&gt;the food at DanRyans was not bad,&lt;br /&gt;but they serve such huge portion lar.&lt;br /&gt;AMERICAN's portion as they claimed.&lt;br /&gt;but Singaporean's portion also should be quite big what.&lt;br /&gt;cuz we are kiasu,&lt;br /&gt;cannot finish then ta bao.&lt;br /&gt;i dont do that lar okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cab from tanglin mall to cine.&lt;br /&gt;took neos,YAY.&lt;br /&gt;met mae and co.&lt;br /&gt;lalala-ed at rocky for awhile and we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed home with kaeee.&lt;br /&gt;its a great day! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minus the fact that my nose is very affected by the dust and all at gram's house.&lt;br /&gt;having some renovation.&lt;br /&gt;so many bangalah there,&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;okay,no link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks kaeee,1007 cranes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you rock my socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;iloveyou truck loads lar!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye,&lt;br /&gt;shall go scotchtape my nose. =/&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;333&gt;photophotophoto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/bloody%20hell%20023.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/bloody%20hell%20023.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess what is in the box.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/bloody%20hell%20016.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/bloody%20hell%20016.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1007 cranes,hand made duh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/1007%20002.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/1007%20002.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at dan ryans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/1007%20004.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/1007%20004.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaeee and meee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/roses%20018.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/roses%20018.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me youre jealous of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;HAWHAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest mom woke me up at 1030am,&lt;br /&gt;when i slept at like 530am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dnoe what i was doing the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;then accomapny her and some of my aunts go baibai.&lt;br /&gt;and i went t cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;and its fugly.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that my fringe there now got like a hole.&lt;br /&gt;walao,and my mom say its nice.&lt;br /&gt;boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;ok,stop being so whiney,&lt;br /&gt;just have t wait for it t grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we &lt;s&gt;could be&lt;/s&gt; more than just amazing.&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/22665437-115545724988522928?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115545724988522928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115545724988522928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115545724988522928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115545724988522928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-t-club-ytd-yes-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115523715230378162</id><published>2006-08-11T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T03:12:32.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/bloody%20hell%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/bloody%20hell%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i cried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115523715230378162?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115523715230378162/comments/default' title='Post 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gastric,&lt;br /&gt;caught unaware.&lt;br /&gt;BLABLABLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubbed at b-One yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;zy was drunk like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;it was a okay afterall.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;i reek of everything that my mom shouldnt smell.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA,horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dieee,two assignments t do.&lt;br /&gt;-cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea,forgot t mention.&lt;br /&gt;KAEVIS is like my next block neighbour lar?!&lt;br /&gt;we've been living next block for like 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;and we've never bump into each other before.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,maybe we did?laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs,&lt;br /&gt;feeling so emo suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;many many thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;okay,shut up.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bad &lt;s&gt;boys&lt;/s&gt;  girls in their best behaviour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115511298069310838?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115511298069310838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115511298069310838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115511298069310838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115511298069310838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/sudden-attack-of-gastric-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115504392603997970</id><published>2006-08-08T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T00:45:40.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>edited//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back t GMSS in the morning today,&lt;br /&gt;with anju.&lt;br /&gt;finally meet that biatch after eons(:&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down t GMSS and they dint let us in.xzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my dearest nut!&lt;br /&gt;yay,then went mac eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,we left the mac at 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;camwhored with ju for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;photos up soon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed down t school for project presentation.&lt;br /&gt;stayed in school till six plus and im home now.&lt;br /&gt;im asked t go town and club.&lt;br /&gt;should i?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stay at home and be a good girl :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays,thats all for the day.&lt;br /&gt;the end(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the photos(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/nats%20day%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/nats%20day%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my biatch and me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/nats%20day%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/nats%20day%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rene,we're laughing at you. unglam i know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/nats%20day%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/nats%20day%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vonn camwhore kua retard,my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll try again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115504392603997970?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115504392603997970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115504392603997970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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blame me,&lt;br /&gt;im okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo-ing right &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;rene's sick.&lt;br /&gt;i miss her like so much):&lt;br /&gt;get well soon,ultra.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why should i bother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why should i keep on trying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i can turn around and walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why should i put in effort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i see shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think they call this love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it ceased...&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/22665437-115495326794442767?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115495326794442767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115495326794442767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115495326794442767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115495326794442767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/got-b-for-our-marketing-plan.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115493815396664664</id><published>2006-08-07T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T16:09:13.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets blog.&lt;br /&gt;meiting says hi. yunru loves you all!!!!!!!! denise hates all of you - von, meiting, yunru i hate you all. love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,thats how retarded my class mates are.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115493815396664664?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-22665437.post-115489318596224112</id><published>2006-08-07T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T03:39:45.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it feel sucky t get caught in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;shut up just shut up shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many assignments,&lt;br /&gt;i need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ju,this is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you are getting prettier.&lt;br /&gt;2.i challenge you to not be late for school,anymore.&lt;br /&gt;3.purple,you got high sex drive.&lt;br /&gt;4.i just like you lar.&lt;br /&gt;5.the day we got back our results.&lt;br /&gt;6.erm,pig.sleep like no tmr.&lt;br /&gt;7.who do you like now biatch.&lt;br /&gt;8.do this for me in ur blog eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,im not sleeping yet.&lt;br /&gt;addicted t this song.&lt;br /&gt;This Never Happened Before;&lt;br /&gt;by Paul McCartney.&lt;br /&gt;thanks t rene ah.&lt;br /&gt;lets go get tattoo of each others' name soon.&lt;br /&gt;rene is my twinn(:&lt;br /&gt;dont think too much hur.&lt;br /&gt;and,i know i got alot of twins.&lt;br /&gt;hahah,i got a common face =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye,t all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115489318596224112?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115489318596224112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115489318596224112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115489318596224112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115489318596224112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-feel-sucky-t-get-caught-in-middle.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115485312262415373</id><published>2006-08-06T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T16:32:02.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went t ps ytd at 8plus.&lt;br /&gt;sher came t pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner and cab down t MOS.&lt;br /&gt;cj and co came.&lt;br /&gt;manage t get in but some freaking bouncer dint allow nut t go in.fuck.&lt;br /&gt;then stuffs happpened and blahh.&lt;br /&gt;cj and co left for movie.&lt;br /&gt;me,sher and chris stayed at MOS.&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking squeezy.&lt;br /&gt;yadahyadah.&lt;br /&gt;left MOS at 3am and cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;met zy and chat till 5am.&lt;br /&gt;doing project now.&lt;br /&gt;okay,bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know what t do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when it all falls apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so just fuck it bitch.&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/22665437-115485312262415373?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115485312262415373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115485312262415373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115485312262415373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115485312262415373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-t-ps-ytd-at-8plus.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115476764498291542</id><published>2006-08-05T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T16:51:56.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chiong projects like nothin else.&lt;br /&gt;started out on ess gra project at 3pm on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;had council meeting from 6pm to 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;then wen back t continue ess gra till almost 12am with denise and auggy.&lt;br /&gt;cab down t meiting house t do med soc presentation.&lt;br /&gt;stayover. being the last presenter.&lt;br /&gt;had t wait for then t finish their slides before i can do mine.&lt;br /&gt;they slept at 3plus,&lt;br /&gt;i dozed off t sleep at 5am,&lt;br /&gt;and guess what,they woke up.&lt;br /&gt;but still,they continue with their script,&lt;br /&gt;and let me sleep for one hour lyddat.&lt;br /&gt;rehersed and rehersed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left her place at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;cab t bedok and took bus home.&lt;br /&gt;slept till 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;rush rush rush.&lt;br /&gt;iron shirt and blah.&lt;br /&gt;formal presentaion.&lt;br /&gt;scray,but was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handed in our ess gra one min late,&lt;br /&gt;and we got marked down 50%.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT.&lt;br /&gt;sigh,so much hard work,&lt;br /&gt;all down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down t town t meet kaEEE.&lt;br /&gt;in my formal clothings.&lt;br /&gt;i swear heels kills.&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand their existence,&lt;br /&gt;cuz im tall enough,lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed into my berms and took off blazer,put on tie.&lt;br /&gt;much better.lol.&lt;br /&gt;caught lady in the water,thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;though i was actually falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my godbro,who is erm not straight too called me.&lt;br /&gt;asked me if i wana club.&lt;br /&gt;and i think that i deserve a lil destress therapy.&lt;br /&gt;so,YAY.&lt;br /&gt;hahha,went t bOne at lido area.&lt;br /&gt;opened martell,obviously not i pay lar.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,drank, fag and danced.&lt;br /&gt;a great combination t destress,&lt;br /&gt;and hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;town again later i think.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;ive not eaten for 22hours.&lt;br /&gt;having gastric pain.&lt;br /&gt;but kae is beside me sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;shall be kind and not wake her up.&lt;br /&gt;photos will be uploaded soon,&lt;br /&gt;when im in a clearer state if mind,&lt;br /&gt;ok,byebye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was you in my head,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i got wasted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115476764498291542?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115476764498291542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115476764498291542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115476764498291542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115476764498291542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/chiong-projects-like-nothin-else.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115463162639661555</id><published>2006-08-04T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T03:00:26.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,finally done with ess gra project.&lt;br /&gt;now left with media and society presentation.&lt;br /&gt;and marketing presentaion.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at meiting house doing project now,&lt;br /&gt;yes,its almost 3am.&lt;br /&gt;damn it pls.&lt;br /&gt;stayover tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go home tommorow morning to get the formal clothings.&lt;br /&gt;argh,heels kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,meiting did sth retarded.&lt;br /&gt;she is doing her script on top of the double decker bed,&lt;br /&gt;im below.&lt;br /&gt;and im showing all of you how retarded she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/idiot%20mt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/idiot%20mt.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 663px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/400/idiot%20mt.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard t read,&lt;br /&gt;but anw,&lt;br /&gt;here is how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vonn; i swear you are retarded.&lt;br /&gt;meiting; *gags*&lt;br /&gt;meiting; i am not.&lt;br /&gt;meiting; i am above you.&lt;br /&gt;vonn; denial lar.&lt;br /&gt;meiting; i am god.&lt;br /&gt;vonn; stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see,told you she is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;okay,back t project again.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115463162639661555?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115463162639661555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115463162639661555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115463162639661555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115463162639661555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/okayfinally-done-with-ess-gra-project.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115452112380607740</id><published>2006-08-02T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T20:29:45.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay,i know my nut has always loved me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my nut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CJ has bagei.hahah.&lt;br /&gt;2. I challenge you to stand in the middle of the sushi restaurant and kbox,for 10mins,w/out holding your breath!&lt;br /&gt;3. brown, nut is brown right? =/&lt;br /&gt;4. i like the way you help me carry bag,no matter how ugly the bag is.&lt;br /&gt;5. our laugh die session that lasted for half a day,non stop.&lt;br /&gt;6. you remind me of lion.&lt;br /&gt;7. hmmm, do you still keep that super huge pencil case?HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;8. do this for me ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh people!if you tag me,&lt;br /&gt;you HAVE t do it for me in your blog!&lt;br /&gt;no wait till i tag you okay.&lt;br /&gt;TSKTSKTSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays,im still in school doing project.&lt;br /&gt;yes,projecting like omg lar.&lt;br /&gt;all the best t every single one out there doing projects,&lt;br /&gt;i know how much it kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get killed by one project,&lt;br /&gt;then crawl back alive t get killed by the second project.&lt;br /&gt;CHEEBYE lar.xzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,byebye people.&lt;br /&gt;lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NJ,last longer than forever k?&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/22665437-115452112380607740?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115452112380607740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115452112380607740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115452112380607740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115452112380607740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/okayi-know-my-nut-has-always-loved-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115443611196211042</id><published>2006-08-02T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:49:08.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In case some dumb ass dont know how t scroll down,&lt;br /&gt;t see this post.&lt;br /&gt;im posting it again.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you comment t this post...&lt;br /&gt;1. I will respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I will challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;3. I will pick a colour to associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;4. I will tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;5. I will tell you my first/clearest memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I will ask you something I've always wanted to ask.&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you must post this on yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To comment t this post, tag "I LOVE VONNkua!"&lt;br /&gt;at my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;(I will reply to it in my blog post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115443611196211042?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115443611196211042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115443611196211042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115443611196211042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115443611196211042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-case-some-dumb-ass-dont-know-how-t.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115444815649936488</id><published>2006-08-01T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:02:36.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh,i dint see that rene actually tag me first.&lt;br /&gt;this one goes out t rene(: ; beloved twin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. rene's mole is sexaye!&lt;br /&gt;2. i challenge you t come crash my course at TP!lol.&lt;br /&gt;3. orange,happy colour.&lt;br /&gt;4. i like the way you (: t me in all our msn conver, i dnoe why.&lt;br /&gt;5. you and your red hooded jacket.&lt;br /&gt;6. squirrel! :D&lt;br /&gt;7. can we go tanning at sentosa one day?LOL.&lt;br /&gt;8. back t you!anw, whts your bloggy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,now its valerie's turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. her cheek is always red. PINCH.&lt;br /&gt;2. i challenge you not hit me if i never go school next wed,heheh.&lt;br /&gt;3. baby blue =/&lt;br /&gt;4. i like your braces!&lt;br /&gt;5. your dyed hair during softball bbq.haha.&lt;br /&gt;6. barney the dino counted?&lt;br /&gt;7. do you still like that SOMEONE?laughs.&lt;br /&gt;8. you got no blog leh,walao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up is cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. she eats spoilt maggie mee.&lt;br /&gt;2. i challenge you t camwhore with me.&lt;br /&gt;3. dark gray.&lt;br /&gt;4. i like how you say sorry sorry sorry.&lt;br /&gt;5. you reject t take photo with me):&lt;br /&gt;6. beary bear.haha.&lt;br /&gt;7.will you like come online?!&lt;br /&gt;8. another one with no blog. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, last but not least,mindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. she photoshop damn well lar.&lt;br /&gt;2. i challenge you t call me one day ah.&lt;br /&gt;3. pink? =x&lt;br /&gt;4. i like how you stalk me so well.&lt;br /&gt;5. the time you tag and ask if i bung or femme -.-''&lt;br /&gt;6. rabbit,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;7. do you like someone?hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;8. post this up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, suddenly i feel so loved with them tagging me,&lt;br /&gt;though its kinda hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but,its so xzxz t blog so so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i lost my thumbdrive.&lt;br /&gt;sighs,at first i thought i lost my eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;but it was in my lappy bag.&lt;br /&gt;then i thought i lost my wallet,&lt;br /&gt;but it was in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought i lost my ez link card,&lt;br /&gt;but its in my bag de zip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,i really lost my thumbdrive.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt in my lappy bag,&lt;br /&gt;the place i normally put it.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt in my pocket,&lt;br /&gt;the place i like t slip it into.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt in the bag de zip,&lt;br /&gt;the place where i left it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;its in mac lab.&lt;br /&gt;im praying some kind soul will pass it t my lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the lake house nice?&lt;br /&gt;i wana catch it.&lt;br /&gt;tag me and tell me if you watched it(:&lt;br /&gt;heheh,tatas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you for loving me.&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/22665437-115444815649936488?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115444815649936488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115444815649936488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115444815649936488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115444815649936488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ohi-dint-see-that-rene-actually-tag-me.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115443732844810655</id><published>2006-08-01T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:02:08.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is for you kex!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you blog so much that its scary,but i like it if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;2. i challenge you t not scold your sister for one week.&lt;br /&gt;3. yellow,kp is yellow.&lt;br /&gt;4. you are always here, for me.&lt;br /&gt;5. hmmm, when a stranger calls,dont pick up k.&lt;br /&gt;6. dog,haha.&lt;br /&gt;7. how do you manage t blog so much and never get tired?&lt;br /&gt;8. post this in your blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,done(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115443732844810655?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115443732844810655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115443732844810655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115443732844810655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115443732844810655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-for-you-kex-1.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115443638004878244</id><published>2006-08-01T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T20:46:20.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally done with two projects.&lt;br /&gt;left with essa graph project,&lt;br /&gt;then project work is outta my life,&lt;br /&gt;for this sem lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then have t rush my advertorial and poster,&lt;br /&gt;like fuck pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new group members(:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here without you&lt;3&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/22665437-115443638004878244?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115443638004878244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115443638004878244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115443638004878244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115443638004878244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-done-with-two-projects.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115436506534752209</id><published>2006-08-01T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T00:57:45.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feed off the energy of the people around you today to get the attention you crave.&lt;br /&gt;Today you will be feeding off the energy of the people around you and getting all the attention you've been craving. You are going to be in the thick of things, right in the middle of all the action. Other, less connected people might be envious of your position, so try not to rub their faces in it -- be sensitive to the outsiders who don't really know what's going on. You might be called upon to act as a translator, notifying people what they need to know when they need to know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what friendster horscope said,&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel like a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;l&gt;feed of the energy of people around you today&lt;/l&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i have fangs?&lt;br /&gt;i rather have braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random blog.&lt;br /&gt;byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forever,is never.&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/22665437-115436506534752209?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115436506534752209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115436506534752209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115436506534752209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115436506534752209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/08/feed-off-energy-of-people-around-you.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115436407342154898</id><published>2006-07-31T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T03:06:00.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>media and society project is over!&lt;br /&gt;yay,just left the project.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling damn bad for contributing so little):&lt;br /&gt;sighs,lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got graphic design fundamental project,&lt;br /&gt;advertorial and poster.&lt;br /&gt;exam is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;i think im...gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im turning into a emo kid.&lt;br /&gt;emotions taking me over,&lt;br /&gt;caught up in sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met kaeee for dinner today(:&lt;br /&gt;joyful!LOL.&lt;br /&gt;byebye,people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;butterfly tattoo&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e368/Kaesen/emoo009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one emo kid(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115436407342154898?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115436407342154898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115436407342154898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115436407342154898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115436407342154898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/media-and-society-project-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115429988907093397</id><published>2006-07-31T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T06:51:29.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; lousy&lt;/span&gt; group member..&lt;br /&gt;and projects have sucked up half of my life.&lt;br /&gt;emo-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i knew it all along,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;never meant t be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115429988907093397?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115429988907093397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115429988907093397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115429988907093397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115429988907093397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-lousy-group-member.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115421083801565891</id><published>2006-07-30T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T06:07:18.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went drinking ytd night.&lt;br /&gt;dint plan t do that,just random?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,met up with a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;watched nacho libre,it was xzxz.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like,not my kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;though i laughed like crazy during some part of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;then went t pasir ris park t drink.&lt;br /&gt;im a lousy drinker.&lt;br /&gt;knocked out after two,omg.&lt;br /&gt;went home at four plus.&lt;br /&gt;got checked by the police thing.&lt;br /&gt;i know there's a name for it,&lt;br /&gt;but my brain not functioning well now.cant think.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman,project day &lt;strong&gt;again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean 29th lar.&lt;br /&gt;my blog is like all about projects,&lt;br /&gt;well plus some camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis t meet meiting and yuru for project.&lt;br /&gt;i was late like duh.&lt;br /&gt;sorry meiting,let you wait &lt;em&gt;so long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went NLB t do research for Media and Society project.&lt;br /&gt;i swear that place is fcuked up pls.&lt;br /&gt;cannot bring this cannot bring that,&lt;br /&gt;then we had t  keep inserting money t open the bloody locker.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention it was my first time there?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH,they are good at earning money pls.&lt;br /&gt;and we had no more twenty cents,&lt;br /&gt;so i used 2 bucks t change for 20cents.&lt;br /&gt;got coin changer machine there.&lt;br /&gt;10 twent cents coins.&lt;br /&gt;damn it!hahha.&lt;br /&gt;auggy joined us after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;researched die us.&lt;br /&gt;but with a groupie like &lt;em&gt;them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worth it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at mac,&lt;br /&gt;meiting and yunru headed down t town while i went t city plaza,&lt;br /&gt;t get my heels!&lt;br /&gt;presentaion on tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;must wear formal.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont fall over in my heels man.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went far east.&lt;br /&gt;met up with CeeJay and co.&lt;br /&gt;its my nut's birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY dearest nut(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they left for DXO and i went to find meiting and co.&lt;br /&gt;shop till they drop!&lt;br /&gt;haha,then ate at LJS.&lt;br /&gt;and they left.&lt;br /&gt;met up with kaeee and she sent me home(:&lt;br /&gt;here's the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2103662060"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2103662060&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was overall a great day.&lt;br /&gt;im working in 4hours time.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i should kept it as a secret,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you dont even bother&lt;/span&gt;.&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/22665437-115421083801565891?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115421083801565891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115421083801565891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115421083801565891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115421083801565891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-drinking-ytd-night.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115403076681259653</id><published>2006-07-28T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T04:06:06.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i blogged a super long post.&lt;br /&gt;and just before i publish,&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING BLOGGER COULDNT FUCKING HELL CONNECT AND I CANT FUCKING PUBLISH THE FUCKING POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i loaded the photos too.&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted t throw my lappy on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;but,on second thoughts,nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,dint do project today.&lt;br /&gt;but was still in school till 7plus.&lt;br /&gt;i need a break.&lt;br /&gt;so many deadlines t meet):&lt;br /&gt;sighs,i can dieee.&lt;br /&gt;so much stress,im breaking apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,the photos taken today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2103729253"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2103729253&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana be happy,&lt;br /&gt;will u make me happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; can,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; doesnt know&lt;em&gt; she&lt;/em&gt; can.&lt;br /&gt;stupid moronic idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyeworld,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for dropping by t my crap blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i play it off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but im dreaming of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dont you know,its you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115403076681259653?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115403076681259653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115403076681259653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115403076681259653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115403076681259653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-blogged-super-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115399466260726326</id><published>2006-07-27T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T18:04:22.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>projects has been stacked up to my eyeball(denise claims so),&lt;br /&gt;like im suffocating on them literally.&lt;br /&gt;have been doing projects till 8ish 9 in school.&lt;br /&gt;weekend also have t do project,OMG.&lt;br /&gt;but,my group members make PW enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;threw my temper that day,sorry(;&lt;br /&gt;alls well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner after project have been a real treat,&lt;br /&gt;bonding and camwhoring :D&lt;br /&gt;ive loaded some of them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2103781991"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2103781991&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i got lots t blog about,&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot everything.&lt;br /&gt;okay,byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you dont even notice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one i feel for is you*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here are some of the random photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/pictures%20047.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/pictures%20047.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunru,vonn and meiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/tp%20dudes%20032.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/tp%20dudes%20032.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my groupie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/candidd%20106.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/candidd%20106.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Co4,such joys(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/tp%20dudes%20011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/tp%20dudes%20011.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were tryna act lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/1600/candidd%20115.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4451/888/320/candidd%20115.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not me or denise,its meiting at the back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115399466260726326?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115399466260726326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115399466260726326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115399466260726326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115399466260726326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/projects-has-been-stacked-up-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115374009224236224</id><published>2006-07-24T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T19:21:32.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love shopping!&lt;br /&gt;haha,all thanks t meiting and yunru.&lt;br /&gt;influential friends,TSK.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,bought two tops yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;both from Dorothy Perkins,so nice lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaeee came over in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;went mac to access the net for project stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;wireless connection in 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;yayness :DDD&lt;br /&gt;then went down t Marina Square t look for meiting and yunru.&lt;br /&gt;SHOP SHOP SHOP till like four plus.&lt;br /&gt;orgy joined us t do project at five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left Marina Square at 730.&lt;br /&gt;headed down t town t look for kaeee,mae and kaevis.&lt;br /&gt;slack at rocky,&lt;br /&gt;so no life i know.&lt;br /&gt;went home at ten plus.&lt;br /&gt;overall,today rock.&lt;br /&gt;im a happy girl today,tmr and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;i love me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today,&lt;br /&gt;it was the usual stuffs.camwhore like mad,&lt;br /&gt;but lazy t upload,&lt;br /&gt;maybe tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so many frigging projects to finish.&lt;br /&gt;and dead line is like next week.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;pls be kind hearted enough t help me do a survey if you are reading okay?&lt;br /&gt;the link is just below,&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.asp?u=872232390820"&gt;http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.asp?u=872232390820&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a little more everyday&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;nobody knows...&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/22665437-115374009224236224?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115374009224236224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115374009224236224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115374009224236224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115374009224236224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-shopping-hahaall-thanks-t.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115363456652457520</id><published>2006-07-23T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T14:02:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy,i haven been blogging in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;life's just like that.&lt;br /&gt;project project and project.&lt;br /&gt;but my group members make doing project enjoyable,&lt;br /&gt;first,there is metitng, my camwhore mate.&lt;br /&gt;then there is yunru who say very funneh random stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting orgy with his retarded actions.&lt;br /&gt;LOL,love them lar.whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GSS is like gonna be over,&lt;br /&gt;but im happy with my harvest,kinda.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with my mom on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;walking atm =/&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;that day almost end perfectly,til.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this fucking uncivilised mad inane fugly old woman pointed middle finger at me.&lt;br /&gt;KNNBCCB.damn pissed,&lt;br /&gt;here is vonn and her old grandnanny long story,&lt;br /&gt;pls skip the next para if you dont wana hear blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my mom went to the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;this bitch,came out the cubicle and my mom NEARLY bumped into her,&lt;br /&gt;its NEARLY,my mom did not physiclly bumped into her at all mind you.&lt;br /&gt;that bitch actually TSK like damn loudly and gin/glared at my mother.&lt;br /&gt;like,WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;br /&gt;then she told her daughter,that aunty dont know how t say excuse me.&lt;br /&gt;obviously my mom doesnt know she was like gonna come out of the cubicle like duh,&lt;br /&gt;how can my mom say excuse me t a person she cant see.&lt;br /&gt;so i stared at her through the mirror reflection.&lt;br /&gt;after she washed her hands,she flick the water towards the back AT ME!&lt;br /&gt;like you moronic bitch.&lt;br /&gt;flick the water in the sink la cb.&lt;br /&gt;it SO obvious that she was flicking the water at me.&lt;br /&gt;so when she walked away,i EWWWK damn loud.&lt;br /&gt;and before she made a turn for the door,&lt;br /&gt;she turned around and point middle finger at me.&lt;br /&gt;like OH MY GOD.her 3year old daughter was like beside her.sadly,&lt;br /&gt;i was too dumbfounded t do anything.&lt;br /&gt;and i so regret not going after her,lol.&lt;br /&gt;my mom actually told me that i should point middle finger back at her.&lt;br /&gt;or go after her cuz she cant run fast with her daughter around.&lt;br /&gt;oh my dear mommy.&lt;br /&gt;seriously,i hoped that the lil girl saw what her mom did,&lt;br /&gt;and ask her mom what it means.see how her mom gonna explain to her.&lt;br /&gt;cant believe such people still exist,in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;i pray one day she do that t some ah lian or what,hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then oh,i wonder what will happen,you go girl. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i just wasted five mins of my life bitching about a fucked up slut,&lt;br /&gt;waste of time.and poor you,&lt;br /&gt;spend 3 mins of your time reading my crap.&lt;br /&gt;not happy dont come my blog lar.&lt;br /&gt;LOL,im mad.my command of english is so bad,&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i got A2 for my english.okay,stfu.&lt;br /&gt;and yay!ive got my thumbdrive!&lt;br /&gt;thanks kaeee,haha.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks kexin for actually lending me her whole hard disk.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,byebye people,doing project later again.&lt;br /&gt;but,shopping first.hahaha,till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pirate of The Caribbean Sea,anyone?(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;to a certain someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i know you are damn unhappy over some stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and i dont mind you hating me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;cuz you are childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;but make it clear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i did not lie to you okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;neither did i promise you anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;so stfu about being lied t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and,how is it possible for you t so called get hurt by me when you like someone alr?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;youre like so in love with her now hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;dont tryna act pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;count how many times youve lied t me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;you call what im doing a lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;go check the dictionary for the meaning of lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;stop tryna act chim okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;get a life,bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;cant believed i loved you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;all wasted.fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and i hate you too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-22665437.post-115306378478831886</id><published>2006-07-16T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:29:44.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i blogged,but blogger ate it up.&lt;br /&gt;xzxz.&lt;br /&gt;thursday,got admitted t hospital due t my fever,&lt;br /&gt;40degrees.&lt;br /&gt;so im sick,very sick.&lt;br /&gt;feeling damn fucked up now.&lt;br /&gt;so byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115306378478831886?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115306378478831886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115306378478831886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115306378478831886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115306378478831886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-bloggedbut-blogger-ate-it-up.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115279117465217363</id><published>2006-07-13T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:46:14.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sick):&lt;br /&gt;on the day of Femme Quest final.&lt;br /&gt;stupid body,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh how it rocks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running nose, sore throat,chest pain,cough.&lt;br /&gt;four in one.lol.&lt;br /&gt;ive got the cash,&lt;br /&gt;ive got the clothes,&lt;br /&gt;ive got the permission.&lt;br /&gt;but my xzxz body decided t play this joke on me.&lt;br /&gt;im very sad.damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something wrong with my brochure,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;two more marketing journals to do.&lt;br /&gt;someone kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its okay,my body killing itself already.&lt;br /&gt;byebye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115279117465217363?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115279117465217363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115279117465217363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115279117465217363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115279117465217363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-sick-on-day-of-femme-quest-final.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115263105103919490</id><published>2006-07-11T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T23:17:31.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy,i shall blog cuz wanzhen ask me t.&lt;br /&gt;but im very sure hor,&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE told her t tell me blog.&lt;br /&gt;u so "cheap" lar.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! MIA for like one week,&lt;br /&gt;was thinking if like nobody ask me blog,&lt;br /&gt;then i shall not.&lt;br /&gt;the problem with me is,&lt;br /&gt;i think im special.&lt;br /&gt;but wells,im not =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a long long long week,&lt;br /&gt;but aiya,nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;and im not emo anymore!&lt;br /&gt;its like really stupid t be over someone who doesnt like you.&lt;br /&gt;and since she is happy liking another girl,&lt;br /&gt;then why make myself so miserable.&lt;br /&gt;agree?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i should have thought of that like long ago lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,ive got my laptop!&lt;br /&gt;but the wireless connection is xzxz.&lt;br /&gt;so people,pls do not come scold me when i keep online and offline.&lt;br /&gt;i apologise here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got three more marketing journals t do,&lt;br /&gt;and my brochure.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;journals due on friday,&lt;br /&gt;brochure due on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;having second thoughts about going t femme quest,&lt;br /&gt;and someone's gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells,i still got 2 days t consider,&lt;br /&gt;that shall be all.&lt;br /&gt;tatas people.&lt;br /&gt;loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this feeling creeping up on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it good or bad?&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/22665437-115263105103919490?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115263105103919490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115263105103919490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115263105103919490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115263105103919490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/okayyi-shall-blog-cuz-wanzhen-ask-me-t.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><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-22665437.post-115202557277238823</id><published>2006-07-04T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:14:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;im feeling giddy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;swing head swing swing swing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i hate nighttime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HATE HATE HATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;make me so emo,fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i just cant keep my itchy hands t myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;like why did i have t go ______ and ______,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then_______?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;making me so upset in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;get a life bitch(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;watched the Oprah Winfrey show just now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so wow can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;this guy wrote this book,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"He's just not that into you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so for my case,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it will be she's just not that into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;aiya,wtf i talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyway,this is what i "learnt" today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;pls dont take this too seriously though.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;when she says "Im not ready for a relationship,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; mean;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Im not willing to give up the two girls Im hooking up with now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Im open up to sex, but I dont want t date you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Im just not into you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;when she say "I dont want t ruin our friendship,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don't mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nobody ever in the history meant it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;she is just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;not attracted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; t you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; go out with her if she hasn't ask you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; keep waiting by the phone for her text nor call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cuz if she want t,she would already had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dont't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; wait for her anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;if she had rejected you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; waste the pretty,if she is not interested,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; spend time waiting for the wrong one when you are supposed t be looking for the right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;this is all kinda random,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;just happened t take down the points i can remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;laughs,so people move on if you think any of the above sounds like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you can choose t believe it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you can choose not t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;how is it possible t force yourself not t think about someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;like hey vonn,stop thinking about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;useless what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;that remind me of something mickey did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mickey; so how's the forgetting going on?&lt;br /&gt;vonn; yea,thanks for reminding.&lt;br /&gt;mickey;woops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; but anyways,&lt;br /&gt;thanks mickey for listening t my crap,&lt;br /&gt;and valerie too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy oh boy,&lt;br /&gt;i mean girl oh girl.&lt;br /&gt;FEMME QUEST!random.&lt;br /&gt;night peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i was happier without you,&lt;br /&gt;but i cant turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;you dont even notice my absence,&lt;br /&gt;cuz my presence never matter t you before.&lt;br /&gt;sighs,i dont want live with this pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22665437-115202557277238823?l=foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/feeds/115202557277238823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22665437&amp;postID=115202557277238823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115202557277238823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22665437/posts/default/115202557277238823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolishpleasure-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-feeling-giddy-swing-head-swing.html' title=''/><author><name>yvonnekua</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
