<?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-6063729771425544598</id><updated>2012-01-23T14:12:55.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES#`` [once upon a time]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>552</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-6051857389940115486</id><published>2010-05-12T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:05:00.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate internshiT</title><content type='html'>yah, i sort of realised my blog is like full of dust luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have an awesome 20th birthday celebration with fuji people who i get so much closer to.&lt;br /&gt;reading back my old post make me feel life is then so much better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomly i book my taiwan tickets for october.&lt;br /&gt;my temper got worst and i been flaring up every one or two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life sucks ttm. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, there is still this someone always there for me. thanks baby. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night ppl. work sucks., life sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-6051857389940115486?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6051857389940115486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=6051857389940115486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6051857389940115486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6051857389940115486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-hate-internshit.html' title='i hate internshiT'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5277364043884535492</id><published>2010-04-13T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:18:44.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>april not as fantastic as i thought it will be</title><content type='html'>brought my bold 2 ytd. and i aint happy at all. fml. but overall its much better than my normal bold. so whatever luh, not too bad lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so much faster and its lighter, and smaller plus the trackpad is okay. cos it dont trap dust. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of bad things happen lately. friends finding fault with me cos of money. and that's it. i dont need them seriously. they can say they are poor but i cant. cos when i say i got no money i being calculative over here. like seriously, fml. nothing to talk about or say about, cos finally know who will be there when things happen. i think its rather obvious who is being calculative here. ahh, fml. forget it la. some friends are bound to leave and not all will last forever. same for this case, im gonna forget it and get over it. and get her out of my fcuking mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i lost 1 friend but at least i know who the rest to cherish cos when im down, they are always there to cheer me up. and who else, of cos mostly is my fuji clique, been spending so much time with them. joey, michelle, ling huan, yoro, ivan, shengyang, yuting and ppl. and i know they are really great friends. cos without them, roadshow is so meaningless luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those who really think i sucks ttm, please la. leave my life. and think about it if you been any nicer to me or not. fml. really. full of hyprocrites nowadays. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it luh. tml gonna go celebrate with sec sch clique for my 20th birthday. well, i think i been tired for the whole of my life, cos im just so tired of everything. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5277364043884535492?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5277364043884535492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5277364043884535492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5277364043884535492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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still dislike changing booking and issue some tickets for those ppl going oversea while im staying so lonely in spore. ohwell, but somehow i managed to bear with the bitch and i told myself i will be okay. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been overly crazy over instax and this mth been a hetic mth. its boyf 27th again! i mena not again but its his birthday! woah. but he is really nice to me nt like to the extend of asking to buy really damn fcuking exp stuff unlike me. ): and i always show him a fcuking black face when im grumpy! but still he love me la. hahha. brought him a choco instax mini and we went to have a havoc celebration with all his friends. super fun! :D but drinking is really mad. i nearly drunk and we went to take NR 3 hm with joey! rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, HAPPY 27th birthday to my dearest, its the 3rd year we spend it tgt, how time flyyyyy! 3rd time and we are still tgt. hugsssss~ i love you to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next mth it gonna be mine! imm staff promise to get me my diana-f. shall see. love them to the max. somtime other friends are really nt needed and they know who they are. jb on friday! ohhhh, i cant wait. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY BOYF~ ;)&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/6063729771425544598-1683981391168935792?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1683981391168935792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1683981391168935792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1683981391168935792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1683981391168935792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/boyf-27th.html' title='boyf 27th'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-9110143141150668816</id><published>2010-03-17T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:03:48.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything and anything</title><content type='html'>god damn bloody long didnt blog. cos i been really busy with everything right now. ): haven get my mind on which destination i shall visit next. ahh, whatever. just need a break from all those work. seriously dont understand why can someone be so fcuked up. _l_ i think she is really a office bitch, those tht love to bully those new people and love to act like she is oh-so-great- whatever, talking about work just pissed me off ttm. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have an awesome 4days at IT show. companion was great, people was great, except those bloody fcuked up customer. abit only also wanto think so long. as usual, didnt brought anything excepts instax mini 7s and films. lots of films. and result to sore throat, cough and flu. i always fall sick after on leave. hit my 1.2k finally! :D but after cpf dont think gt so much lor. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the 4days was great, somehow i prefer fuji than my current job. free and easy. ppl was fun. except still there is one or two who will eventually spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog nowadays. except, congrats ah mike daughter was born! next mth must give angbao liao. ZzZ. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. the daughter DAMN cute. :D anyway, work was alright. i was to a certain extend tht im numb to it. hopefully this year just FLY past. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy preparing boyf present. busy busy busy ttm. hahahah. love instax mini! chio la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nothing more. just to keep my blog alive. changing blog skin soon. hahahahaha. berry kisiao as well, time to change. love $$$. and boyf too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-9110143141150668816?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9110143141150668816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=9110143141150668816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/9110143141150668816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/9110143141150668816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/everything-and-anything.html' title='everything and anything'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3865145005927377494</id><published>2010-03-02T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:33:26.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upcoming :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;went for fuji meeting. damn fun! okay, fun nt as in we gt lots of interaction but just like we meet up with the rest of the promoters who are as well our best friends as well. :D so, we are officially launching 18 new models to the market. wasnt really surprise abt the design but somehow or another i know tht they are taking our feedback seriously. (: and we can go and buy whatever we want, as long as nt the whole group go. im so fricking excited! and what amazing is tht, they are bringing our instax mini along. tell me about it. the films and whooo, i can buy like mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;juggling between 2 job sucks. especially when everyone is all about to end and im just abt to start. lots of work to be done in the office. :/ nth special happen, just tht we have been fighting etc. but still, there is still feeling mah. love him ttm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;well, i need an ipod touch badly. hope he will get for me for my 20th birthday. PLEASE. ): hahha. cant wait for birthday, cos nowadays there are nothing to look forrward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;have an awesome reunion dinner at siying place. gamble and lose. but still they are always part of my life. hugs. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;lastly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY waishan. she's my bff, and she forever will be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3865145005927377494?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3865145005927377494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3865145005927377494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3865145005927377494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3865145005927377494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/03/upcoming-d.html' title='upcoming :D'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-465735291405855530</id><published>2010-02-20T00:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T16:10:24.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bkk and our 2nd anniversary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so long didnt blog. about 10days? X: okay, start with the bkk trip first.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun shopping like no impact and you actually got so many bags of things that you brought but still it soooo cheap that you dont feel heartpain at all. the food is awesome if you dont think of it as dirty and dont look at how they prepare. its still edible. whats the most wonderful food there if you ask me, will be my childhood a&amp;amp;w. i have been craving for it for years, no joke. eversince the one in west side close, i have never ate it before. ): finally, we went to bkk to have it. wanted to buy films but the price is exp than spore. except the clothing is awesome. 6$ per piece or i nv buy anything much more exp than 12$. hahaa. the lashes is cheap. aiya, overall its all cheap la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay, so some photo belowwww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S37GlH45fZI/AAAAAAAADCs/r7CcalrDE3M/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440003740985294226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S37GlH45fZI/AAAAAAAADCs/r7CcalrDE3M/s320/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;inside the hotel after a long day of shopping. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;so impact was i overspend but still i think its worth it cos seriously, where can you buy such cheap stuff in singapore. so the negative side was, boyf think bkk was awesome, so no matter how much i buy, it wont overspend like in taiwan or other country. hahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S37GkmF4lBI/AAAAAAAADCk/44CC5QQT4C8/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440003731912954898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S37GkmF4lBI/AAAAAAAADCk/44CC5QQT4C8/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;took this polaroid in chinatown. awesome for shopping in chinatown. especially lots of girls accessories lor. i buy like mad, just grab and go. shiok la. so long dont have the feel of shopppping. and we went to have the bird nest. dont really fancy it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S37GloVyxhI/AAAAAAAADC0/ZDx2EUq4YOA/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440003749696423442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S37GloVyxhI/AAAAAAAADC0/ZDx2EUq4YOA/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;omg. the yummylicious a&amp;amp;w waffle with ice cream. ;) with ice cream and chocolate sauce. omg, the only reason i wanna go bkk lorzx. rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then we went to suanlum market and etc la. basically my entire trip is just merely shopping lor. damn tired and massage my legs. damn shiok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S37GmCYBVLI/AAAAAAAADC8/0ugbR9Ns1oQ/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440003756685087922" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S37GmCYBVLI/AAAAAAAADC8/0ugbR9Ns1oQ/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and we did this in bkk too. the awesomeness wax hand. rofl. damn pain la the wax. ): but in the hand, we got our hand mould into this. damn pretty cos i choose the colour. and its with the 'happy 2nd anni' ohhh, seriously we went to bkk as part of our 2nd anniversary celebration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;did nothing much and back to singapore and its totally suck! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so on the 10022010, we went to celebrate our 2nd anniversary!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we head off to mirarma hotel's ikoi japanese restaurant to celebrate. the food is so so only. not like what they say til damn amazing like tht. :/ so i didnt really enjoy the food luh. we ate less than an hour then left alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S4DndFiirEI/AAAAAAAADDE/BbkNLL3znBE/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440602836752837698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S4DndFiirEI/AAAAAAAADDE/BbkNLL3znBE/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;boyf brought this necklace for me for our 2nd year anniversay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*dont ask me what i gave him cos i didnt brought anything.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S4Dn4cw3OkI/AAAAAAAADDc/4rRuw94csMM/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440603306843388482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S4Dn4cw3OkI/AAAAAAAADDc/4rRuw94csMM/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and tansiying actually sms me. so sweet huh, she actually rmb it. yay! thankyou bestie. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S4DndzWSoRI/AAAAAAAADDU/iaZ25BkWM44/s1600-h/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440602849049485586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S4DndzWSoRI/AAAAAAAADDU/iaZ25BkWM44/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;totally love fujifilm polaroid camera. awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lastly, life back to normal from today onwards. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;did nothing for the past few days. except for watching percy jackson. how abt chinese new year? its toally enyoable with all my family. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OKAY!! i type so much and im gettung tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okay, gonna go actually plan for my boyf's 27th birthday. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-465735291405855530?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/465735291405855530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=465735291405855530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/465735291405855530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/465735291405855530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/bkk-and-our-2nd-anniversary.html' title='bkk and our 2nd anniversary.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S37GlH45fZI/AAAAAAAADCs/r7CcalrDE3M/s72-c/IMG_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5262168261321808099</id><published>2010-02-09T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:26:04.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 2nd ANNIVERSARY!</title><content type='html'>-posted earlier as tml shall be a busy day-&lt;br /&gt;-actual date on 10th Feb 2010- :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY 2nd YEAR ANNIVERSARY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;it marked another year we came so far. mark another year of all those shits we went through together. be it emotionally or financially, i have never been the one giving in or taking those intiatives to solved our problems. well, you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;365days x 2 of happiness/laughter/sadness/up and down and all those things you can think so. we came til another year. 730days of nonsense from me, attitude from me, yet you take it so willingly. (: there waas so many times i wanted to give all this up, but you pull me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;2years dont seem long at all. so many of our friends are 3 or even  4 years together. but still i would love to tell you, you make a great difference in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;thankyou for always agreeing to go oversea with me, despite the fact you know you gt no much annual leave. thankyou for always buying all those shit stuff i want, despite you know that i dont actually need it at all. thankyou for always bringing me to eat those good food when you know i hate coffee shop and stuff. thankyou for treating my family as though they are yours, this is one that i can never fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;we went to cambodia/taiwan/thailand together and even though we have to learn to live with each other for tht couple of days but i know you see through all the flaws in me. yet, everytime i wanted to go somewhere, you nv failed to say yes. thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;730days of learning and knowing each other better. i know i wasnt like the one you first knew. :X well, we choose to be together, we learn to love each other and i really wanted to tell you, i have been really happy all this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;will try my best to curb my temper/ dont anyhow vent on you/ dont anyhow spend money/ dont anyhow scold you. TRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;lastly, thankyou for showering me with the 730days of love and concern. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S3Fv7uIVG6I/AAAAAAAADCc/sSShaDacnuE/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S3Fv7uIVG6I/AAAAAAAADCc/sSShaDacnuE/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436249296998833058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NEVER! IT WILL NEVER END. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5262168261321808099?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5262168261321808099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5262168261321808099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5262168261321808099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5262168261321808099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-2nd-anniversary.html' title='HAPPY 2nd ANNIVERSARY!'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S3Fv7uIVG6I/AAAAAAAADCc/sSShaDacnuE/s72-c/IMG_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-7191215166545467230</id><published>2010-02-04T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:51:02.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BE RIGHTBACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILL BLOG SOON ABOUT MY BKK TRIP!and our upcoming 2nd year anniversary. woah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-at the moment, busy with illness and work. :X-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TAKE CARE PEOPLE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-7191215166545467230?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7191215166545467230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=7191215166545467230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7191215166545467230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7191215166545467230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/02/be-rightback.html' title='BE RIGHTBACK'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-4791576598509328749</id><published>2010-01-24T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:27:09.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. im just done with finally deciding what to bring to bkk. pack 3 sets of clothing inside. the rest my maid gonna do it. rofl. and there are still 12 things i cant find or i dont feel like putting into yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunglass&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;toothpaste/toothbrush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shaver&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;h/p charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mp3 charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DS lite charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;camera charger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Facial wash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;polaroid camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;polaroid films (hello kitty)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;body wash/ shampoo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;HAHAH! so i can refer to here tml. and i can pack. ): and i seriously hate packing. but i love going oversea with boyf. cos his habit damn funny, when you are back to hotel, you MUST pack. same as cambodia or taiwan, he buay tahan my messiness, he start to pack everything into my lugaguge. ;) so, i dont have to do a single thing at all. ahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so nowadays nothing much have happen except im having a great time in imm with all of them. super funny i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, what to get in bkk. i also dont know. cant wait to sleep in the hotel la. cos dont have to wake up early at all. wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, miss koi milk tea so much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, plan for the ne xt few days;&lt;br /&gt;monday: work and acc yenping to chinatown to collect her stuff. dinner with @shabri and @zhangxi as well as @patricia.&lt;br /&gt;then back home to watch hai pai tian xin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP. (mayb pack? but i doubt i will.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday; work, back home to do last minute packing then cab to boyf place.&lt;br /&gt;either meet @waishan for supper at bedok 85 if not boyf and me gonna go and watch toothfairy.&lt;br /&gt;back to his place to sleep and meeting yuting at 5.30am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-4791576598509328749?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4791576598509328749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=4791576598509328749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4791576598509328749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4791576598509328749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8456022506187796560</id><published>2010-01-18T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:43:50.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye xuanmin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;okay, very long didnt blog alrdy. officially 9 more days to bkk. :D i cant wait for sponser shopping trip. :x no la, most importantly is to get my instax mini films as well as my ketupak bag, bb bold case and somemore stuff lor. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;boyf HAVE BEEN really nice and sweet to me recently. damn nice that i feel we just start another relationship. just like in the past, he will give in to me, talk nicely to me. no matter how unreasonable i am, he nv ever used vulgar on me. buy me what i want, let everything goes my way. wanted to talk on phone more. and wait for me no matter how late i reach home. i felt just like those time during the honeymoon period. he will offer to send me to work then go back to tampines, he will pick me up. he will think of where to go for dating. he will ask me if i like his plan. he will tell me, he loves me alot. he will tell me where he is going. im so shocked and surprise. no matter how angry am i, he always got his way to pacify me. just like in the past, no more shouting, screaming, hanging of phone, threatening. no more. im totally back to those time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;so much things have changed over the past few days. xuanmin have gone to aussie. ): yes, for god damn 3years. never felt those feelings will be this bad, but i still manage to control my tears. didnt cry when sending her off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1RsoUcmbgI/AAAAAAAADCI/QdmOE7dWTKs/s1600-h/22232_253491329701_752979701_3401633_5905411_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1RsoUcmbgI/AAAAAAAADCI/QdmOE7dWTKs/s320/22232_253491329701_752979701_3401633_5905411_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1RsoTElKGI/AAAAAAAADCM/AVSsHPifj8g/s1600-h/22232_253491334701_752979701_3401634_1806852_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1RsoTElKGI/AAAAAAAADCM/AVSsHPifj8g/s320/22232_253491334701_752979701_3401634_1806852_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1RsolZBlNI/AAAAAAAADCQ/D5-sw-2-BvM/s1600-h/22232_253491339701_752979701_3401635_7670077_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1RsolZBlNI/AAAAAAAADCQ/D5-sw-2-BvM/s320/22232_253491339701_752979701_3401635_7670077_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;omgzx. totally in love with my polaroid cam man. :D but the cost is high. who cares, seriously. i use up 14 pieces of film just like that. yes, just like tht. sibei hiong hor. hahaha, but on the 6 of them, anything is worth la. just realised i got so many of our group photos tgt. totally love the princess films. its so fascinating! winnie the pooh one not too bad, i only love the tigger kind. lol. :x next shall be hello kitty one! whooohoooo. i will be darn happy luh. thankyou boyf again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;and then, to KHORXUANMIN, you better take good care of yourself over there. i promise i will miss you and will visit you end of year. -hugs- this few days have been really fun. went out on friday night with the other 6. joke and laugh til nearly go mad. especially when we recall the past. those were the times. i didnt know im so fcuking evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;i pour greentea into diana pencilbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;i tear up jiaxing book and threw into the rubbish bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;i pour water and mess up nisa table in my class. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;i threw their stuff down the 4th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;i put wax on bohao's head and pour water on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;i make ms kwek cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;i chase after my senior-sipeng til he go nearly crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;i always make rachie do my homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;i quarrel with at least 10teaches in my sec sch life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;HAHAHHAAH! and they still rmb. and worst, i ask ppl to beat joachim up :( babbababaa. i cant believe im soooo evil. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1Ru1rghc1I/AAAAAAAADCU/9SRYu1rib-A/s1600-h/GetAttachment95.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1Ru1rghc1I/AAAAAAAADCU/9SRYu1rib-A/s1600/GetAttachment95.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1Ru1jXbSvI/AAAAAAAADCY/q8ccxfDwDO8/s1600-h/collage6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1Ru1jXbSvI/AAAAAAAADCY/q8ccxfDwDO8/s320/collage6.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;HAHAHAH! damn fun luh! and during PE time. wah, i think its damn great luh. okay, stop ranting on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;the following is to @xuanmin. :x wanted to write her a letter but i didnt get a chance to do so, so... READ NOW!(the rest of you can scroll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;11years le. how time flies. from small ah lian to now going to take ur degree, see how much we went through. no doubt, you have been tolerating my nonsense, bad temper and attitude for 11years. but still so close. you nv fail to talk sense to me when im feeling down. never fail to come by with @siying to my house when you all know im hiding something from you all. never ever look down on me just becos i came from a poor-er family. treat my family as though they are yours. and your family is just seem like mine and siying family. even though you are the youngest between us, but then ur maturity is higher than me. rmb those time when you coach me math and science, you nearly vomit blood. when mrs chew ask you and siying to reveal sipeng have a girlfriend, you all are there for me when i fall and that was the point of time, i cry so badly. so badly that i just wish to hug you all and hope this world end. when i couldnt finish my art piece, i ask you to do for me and you never even mumble one word. all this 11 years i think i really need to tell you a thankyou and sorry. same goes to the other 6 who been tolerating me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;whenever im in lurch, u and siying nv ever left at all. as well as the rest. i never felt like a bloody leftout when im out with you guys. so much and so much, i think our 11years memories just cant be finish here. :D just want to let yu know, you are now far away from us, even though you are just 5hrs away but you must really be strong and nothing can pull you down. cos back at home, this little red dot, we are still here for you. waiting for you to be back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;KHOR XUAN MIN! you will forever be my bestie and i promise i wont get married til you are back. (: jiayou. and even though u are far away but you are forever in our heart. :D hahhahaa. you are so damn brave luh. XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;okay, on a lighter note, im collecting my passport and ic tml. so excited. cos at least i can use my new passport holder. whoohooo! and im heading to town with boyf tml. we gonna have secret recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;ohya, my shopping list as below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;30packets of fujifilm-instax mini film. (cos i think i will take alot or mayb 20 will do the trick?) but its cheap!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 naraya bags (by some of my collegue who ask me to buy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 ketupak bags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8 bb bold cases&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 iphone case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 pair of shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and some wu eh bo eh. ( i just need to relax now)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;and i wanna go massage, eat and sleep plus shopping lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;what else is important... nothing. cos tml working again. hahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;and lastly i dont really bother what you say. seriously. it dont affect me at all. dont blame me for being like that, cos im like that. and enough is enough. (: you are not me, you dont know how the fcuk it feels. but since now it coming to an end or what shit, i shan care. YES TO YOU! you know who you are. jolly well you know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;and lastly, sometime wonder what are friends. some treat you like shit, while some damn nice to you but behind you do something funny. while some are geunine to you but you dont care a shit. forget it. sigh... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;and i need to buy lots of baileys and martel when im oversea. WHY? cos its for my 21st birthday luh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;cant wait. cos even if YOU are not attending, (or in the first place whether im inviting you or not!) i still got tons of friends to party with me. *:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;hahahah, bkk bkk bkk! and our 2nd year is coming real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sometime you just dont need SUCH friends. yes, i dont need. (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8456022506187796560?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8456022506187796560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8456022506187796560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8456022506187796560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8456022506187796560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/bye-bye-xuanmin.html' title='bye bye xuanmin!'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/S1RsoUcmbgI/AAAAAAAADCI/QdmOE7dWTKs/s72-c/22232_253491329701_752979701_3401633_5905411_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-335076430749705018</id><published>2010-01-09T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:11:58.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week of the year/</title><content type='html'>changed a new blogskin. credit, mel tan. :D miss her so much too. she is the first who make me feel working in school is great, cos they will come looking for you, make you felt really welcomed and when i am sad, she is always there. from email to powerpoint slide to kinder breuno as well as lollipop. this girl, i just treat her like my younger sister, cos i always wanted one. hahaha. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, internSHIT was really SHIT. i hate the women somehow. i just feel everytime when its time to leave, she will purposely give me more work to do. cb. and alot of things that make me felt really like shit. luckily, im going bkk in this month end, so there's still something to look forward to. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have popeye for lunch today, i upsized the meal, and the person didnt charge me extra. gimme 3piece of chicken somemore. but i gave it to yp. cos im having sore throat la. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhha. didnt have koi too. ): ohya, boyf brought me the 5 packets of films! whoooo! got 2 princess, 2 hello kitty and 1 winnie the pooh. hello kitty out of stock. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. nt to blog alrdy. sleeping, so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-335076430749705018?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/335076430749705018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=335076430749705018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/335076430749705018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/335076430749705018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-week-of-year.html' title='first week of the year/'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8778971349341391245</id><published>2010-01-01T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:04:45.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first post of the year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;im just glad i gone through 2009. and now its the start for 2010 again. here come my new year resolution. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. to have lots of money. (i mean start saving up.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. have the will to complete my internship. (for god sake, hopefully luh.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. dont be so bad temper.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. no more shouting and fighting with dear.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. gucci bag for my upcoming 20th. :D ( or burberry/katespade also can. depend)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. change a new wallet.(pending..)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. visit cambodia/taiwan/hongkong during may or july. (still cant make up my mind on where to go.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. DISNEYLAND! :x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. more pretty shoes and clothes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. boyf have more time for meeeee!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;i think tht should be all. hopefully. *:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;been really lonely this few days when boyf is so hellish busy. stupid bloody roadshow tht dont earn money! dont know do for what? but on the other hand, im missing my imm staff like really! supposed to head out to supper with them today, but then they are going to eat frog! *puke* not my cup of tea. yeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;when im bored, i online shopped. so brought 6 sets of clothing again. i think i need to spend to vent my anger. which i dont know why. ): hahaha. and i love koi milk tea. especially, the ovaltine one. *thumbsup* ahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sz2q414YgYI/AAAAAAAADCA/ZfXnSZlFy7s/s1600-h/IMG00028-20091218-1226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sz2q414YgYI/AAAAAAAADCA/ZfXnSZlFy7s/s320/IMG00028-20091218-1226.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this is my favourite, KOI, OVALTINE! must try. damn niceeee. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sz2rYanTgAI/AAAAAAAADCE/0Qhm-Dl7KeE/s1600-h/IMG00031-20091228-1900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sz2rYanTgAI/AAAAAAAADCE/0Qhm-Dl7KeE/s320/IMG00031-20091228-1900.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this is what boyf brought for me for xmas. coach passport holder. heee!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and pending. 5 packet of films in his place. whoooo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;nothing much to do. 9 more days it shall be our 23rd month! 1year, 11 month! time flies. hahahah. of cos the treatment is different luh. gonna start planning of where to spend our 2nd anniversary at. (even though we are going to bkk to celebrate it earlier.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;on a lighter note, the leave of my bangkok trip is confirm. wooots! gonna shop til i drop. but im feeling extremely lonely now. how? whatever luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;gonna eat and buy some tibits later. so sian. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;boyf, i hope you can spend MORE time with me. please! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8778971349341391245?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8778971349341391245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8778971349341391245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8778971349341391245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8778971349341391245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-of-year.html' title='first post of the year!'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sz2q414YgYI/AAAAAAAADCA/ZfXnSZlFy7s/s72-c/IMG00028-20091218-1226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5249323806293339802</id><published>2009-12-26T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:49:43.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its just another day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SzT4J63IfbI/AAAAAAAADB8/goCs9Ra8xT8/s1600-h/010108-117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ohya! a little bit later than usual, merry xmas! :D and also today mark the new start of makara's life. she's officially married. (: its a pity i couldnt be there, looking at her getting married. since 4years ago, we have been really good long distance friend. cant believe today is the day she getting married. every year, i will for sure go to cambodia to visit her and spend at least 1week over there to enjoy the peace and freedom. i love her as well as siem reap. but this time round, she's married to pp, so next time i only can go over to pp luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;okay then went home and i didnt went out in the end, thanks to @waishan. nv reply all. double TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;well, did some stuff and help my friend to sell off his omnia2 and look for E72. damn tired. and i cant sleep. think gonna try to sleep, if not die ah tml. work at imm again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;anyway, im still wondering if i can succeed in working there not. seem so hard and tough. feel like giving up. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SzT4J63IfbI/AAAAAAAADB8/goCs9Ra8xT8/s1600-h/010108-117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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(thank god!) and then renew my passport for $70. omg, total it cost me $130.00 and i shall not be stateless anymore. (: cant wait for the 18th of jan, so i can collect my passport etc. heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;so went to bugis alone. i find it nt too bad for experience, at least u get peace etc and went to have my hair cut. i wanted to watch movie on my own. ): but too bad, no show. lol. so went to chapter 2 to cut my hair. damn worth it. i love bugis chapter 2 and i gt this bad habit, i dont like girls to touch my hair, i prefer guys. lol. so he wash and everything. super relaxing. i love it. okay, and it only cost me $28.00. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, went to look for yuting at bugis there. she treat me to yummy food. (: have some chats and I went off to look for waishan and jiehui. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;hahhaa, we went off to east coast to have sushi tei. awesome food too. hahahah. chat and gossip as usual. so much laughter and fun. ohya, i nearly dropped my wallet and waishan pick it up! (thank god again!) cos my reciept to passport and ic are all in there. whooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and we cab back home in the end. just reach home. no photo as we are all lazy! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;work have been rather boring. i keep wondering if i can keep up the pace and stress. i dont even know what i want in life. sigh. i wished i can pull through and enjoy. if i dont, that's the end of my life. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and come to think of boyf, we are about-to-be two years. hopefully things goes smoothly and we will reach my 21st. afew of them who are closer to me, know what actually might be happening. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;hahahah! and nowadays i realised i gt no much friend. but nvm la, i dont care. those who are close are the one that matter. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;ven going to bkk soon. hopefully she enjoy and im planning to head to hongkong either on june,july or aug. and taiwan if hongkong really not so fansicnating, x; i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;dont really feel like meeting someone. ;( i dont know, mayb im sensitive. oh, so late. off to bed. tml is friday, i will be happier, i swear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;8hours of job is simply nothing! JIAYOU TAN PEI CHING. cos you are not alon&lt;/span&gt;e. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope we last for a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8093620860411371748?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8093620860411371748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8093620860411371748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8093620860411371748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8093620860411371748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hope-we-last-for-lifetime.html' title='i hope we last for lifetime.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-15032346138218665</id><published>2009-12-12T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T01:32:00.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you know how i feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dont know why im feeling so upset. just becos i saw on fb that im not invited. actually, i mind abt this alot. really alot. ): cos i thought we used to be hanging out together, but then out of sudden, i'm like another outcast. i dont know how all this will feel if it happen to you. i try my best to tell myself, it might not be like this, it might not be like that. but afterall, i knew where i stand and how much i matter in this friendship. i dont really fancy the idea of meeting up after this incident, cos deep down, i know i can be forgotten anytime, any moment, so whats the point i;m yet again invited to go dinner and celebrate with you guys. it totally make no freaking meaning about it. i dont know if its due to i have spend bloody too much time with my boyf or just that we are actually drifting further, but well, it dont matter anymore. i dont feel angry, just upset i think. cos i thought i wasnt supposed to be treated this way, but hell no, it happen anyway. wtf, nothing seem to cheer me up after all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;im still sick. ): after one freaking week, the flu is bloody still there. and im starting my work on monday. i dont know why, i dont really fancy it. but i know i have to pull through after all. there gonna be a company trip to star cruise on the 22nd jan til 24th jan. (; yes, both yenping and I are heading off to there. hahaha. and work for 2more days, 27th im going to bkk. shiok or what. hahaha, totally trying to forget those unhappy incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;today went to sakae with shirleylee. :D we walk ard then off to shengsiong to shopped. fun la, those time when i always head to shengsiong during school. lol. ate til dman full and cabbed home. :D lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;im feeling so tired and i feel that boyf and i are much closer now. (: cos we dont fight or quarrel tht often. hahaha. and its gonna be our 2nd year anniversary in less than 2months time. :D time flies yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;and for xmas, boyf gonna get me a instax mini film&amp;nbsp; X5packet and my coach passport cover from usa. whoohooo! how great. i brought him a worth 100$ psp. we use voucher and some discount. hahahahha! and i believe it gonna be a good month. *wink* staying over at boyf place tml. heh heh heh. but im so lazy to travel to imm from tampines. argh, who cares. ): and monday to tao payoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;tanpeiching, you can do it luh. just one year, just bloody god damn one year. you must survived. ( i hope so.) gonna try to forget all those unhappy stuff alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;anyway, im loving my blackberry. it rawks totally. hahahha. (much much much better than my omnia2) and pity mike for losing his omnia2. hahahahah. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-15032346138218665?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/15032346138218665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=15032346138218665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/15032346138218665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/15032346138218665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wish-you-know-how-i-feel.html' title='I wish you know how i feel.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-7184147742335722370</id><published>2009-12-07T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:47:18.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you so much.</title><content type='html'>ahhh. haven been blogging this few days. work for sitex for the 4days and i nearly die. then continue to work for imm show for another 6days. chio la. basic =$800. but then still got commission etc. for the 6days in imm, i have been having shaker fries. thanks to imm ppl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working was darn fun. and now im having serious flu, cough and sore throat. im dying really soon.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and just smsed makara a few days back and im missing her so much. i miss boyf too. he brought me a new pair of everlast shoes tht day and i return him 10cent. hahah. we went for sushi then taka to shop. i like to have our all time favourite sushi. whooohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to update. next month, i will be heading over to bangkok. hopefully my leave get approve. (: nothing much to updated. damn pissed. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-7184147742335722370?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7184147742335722370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=7184147742335722370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7184147742335722370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7184147742335722370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-you-so-much.html' title='i miss you so much.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8102541482226927763</id><published>2009-11-26T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:36:53.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new gmask blackberry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sw1a4oiSp0I/AAAAAAAADBw/a_RDxdpMX6U/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;just uploadeed some pictures of my new gmask blackberry! (: i did something same like helly, just tht hers is hot pink while mine is light. look not too bad after all. love it. maybe when all the colour start peeling off i will do it all over again. 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(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and and and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I FOUND A JOB!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;hopefully everything will go well, and i will survived the one year. god, please, dont make fun of me. i cant take it any longer. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;went to town today with boyf. as usual, we have LJS and we went over to cathay to watch 2012. (: nice. i love the effect. whoooo. but quite tiring la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;so went to gamsk my phone awhile. before that i went to travel global for interview. buay tahan. the ppl there is alot and i love the fact tht they have coffee bean below there. would prefer starbuck though. hahaha. *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;okay gonna go sleep now, tml will have expo show. argh! another long long day, bank currently empty, waiting for ppl to top up for me. (: lalalala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8102541482226927763?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8102541482226927763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8102541482226927763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8102541482226927763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8102541482226927763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-gmask-blackberry.html' title='new gmask blackberry'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sw1a4lmwHEI/AAAAAAAADBs/ZuY8UpUez3M/s72-c/IMG_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1602063116458032660</id><published>2009-11-18T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T01:01:00.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from omnia 2 to blackberry bold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;friday i just decided to sell away my omnia2 and change to a blackberry bold. and today i got my blackberry bold already! still earn $20. cos i sold away mine at $600. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SwLFuLhX_DI/AAAAAAAADBI/AFnJ3ipFoj0/s1600/5253_112099659092_650479092_2258231_5814758_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SwLFuLhX_DI/AAAAAAAADBI/AFnJ3ipFoj0/s320/5253_112099659092_650479092_2258231_5814758_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SwLFyqRGcwI/AAAAAAAADBQ/7PFsN9OtDG0/s1600/5253_112099664092_650479092_2258232_1224239_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SwLFyqRGcwI/AAAAAAAADBQ/7PFsN9OtDG0/s320/5253_112099664092_650479092_2258232_1224239_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SwLFuLhX_DI/AAAAAAAADBI/AFnJ3ipFoj0/s1600/5253_112099659092_650479092_2258231_5814758_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAAH! my used to be so loved omnia 2. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;but now, no more and welcome the long awaiting BLACKBERRY BOLD, gonna skin it, paste screen protector and buy a good case for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SwLMVqwZi8I/AAAAAAAADBY/dDfxd-ydv3Y/s1600/blackberry-bold.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SwLMVqwZi8I/AAAAAAAADBY/dDfxd-ydv3Y/s320/blackberry-bold.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;the person who got my omnia2 is damn annoying. firstly, he keep changing the time to meet, secondly he is just freaking annoying and what more, he is late. sibei dulan with him. ): _l_ hopefully my omnia2 DIE ON HIM SOON! hahahhaa. -evil grin-&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: left;"&gt;next, the bb bold owner who sold me was great. moreover, his a new set! still teach me how to use somemore. (: i like. but he tot so young shouldnt own a blackberry bold. lol. then still wanto sell me spare battery etc. he's late but at least he accomodate to my changes. i thought he was someone our age, but nope. older. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;but holding a blackberry bold make me felt so erm, hard to describe. boyf say he gonna sponser for my skin-ing. lol. i love him to the max.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;and and and, today we spend almost the whole day together. and we just slack at home and follow by carl junior. (: supposed to catch 2012, but got bored and the seats not good. so we didnt went in the end. ohya. went for interview with cathay, died. i dont think i can survived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;forget it, other job might be even better. :D i getting so sick and tired of it. argh. nvm luh, gonna go and figure out how do i want to use my bb bold. (: cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1602063116458032660?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1602063116458032660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1602063116458032660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1602063116458032660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1602063116458032660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/from-omnia-2-to-blackberry-bold.html' title='from omnia 2 to blackberry bold'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SwLFuLhX_DI/AAAAAAAADBI/AFnJ3ipFoj0/s72-c/5253_112099659092_650479092_2258231_5814758_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-4338663671252352703</id><published>2009-11-13T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:45:43.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another week passsssssss</title><content type='html'>RO&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;another week gonna pass again. and our 1year9months was like on tuesday? which dear got himself offday on mon as well as tue. but okay, due to stupid thing, we fight like nobody business. in the end when things got better, I went over to tampines to look for him. have my facourite bento! and we watch poker king during night time. damn nice. (: and before that i head to buy sushi to smuggle into the cinema. heh!~ so after that i stay over at tampines and back home on wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;wednesday;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;wanted to sleep but too bad i dont know why and i keep going online basically doing nothing. ): so sad! so meet shengyang as well as joey for mahjong at yongwei place. we chat and gossip. fun! and so much thing happen in fuji, i think i might not wanto continue after my next roadshow. awwww! so the 3 of them head back to north side and i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;thursday;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;basically i slack the entire day. and today CTC called and asked me down to sign my contract. and on the other hand, 1 event company also looking for me. but i rejected both. still feel im so not worth it. monday interview with cathay and i hope travel global will too. hopefully, afterall i have so much hardship in school. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;right now its FRIDAY, the 13th. whoooo. hopefully nothing bad gonna happen. cos i gonna head to town afterwards with joey for buffet! (as mr cai shengyang) haven called me back yet. so annoying la. wait for his call. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;saturday gonna go find LT for dinner to celebrate his belated bdae. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;sunday gonna be my little fighter 1st birthday. cant wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;okay, then the list go on and on. i wish i have plenty of money. cos i really wanted to go travel so badly. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-4338663671252352703?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4338663671252352703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=4338663671252352703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4338663671252352703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4338663671252352703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-week-passsssssss.html' title='another week passsssssss'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1054135926651477512</id><published>2009-11-08T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:29:27.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprises, is smth you cant live without.</title><content type='html'>aww, missed my sec school so much. ): it been years since i last have a gathering with all of them. so long and i really miss them so much. was still thinking if i should start planning for one, but honestly, im so afraid of rejections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*back from creating those events*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, its so great if everyone can attend. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh, so however im feeling so tired leh. im going to watch my show and sleep soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1054135926651477512?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1054135926651477512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1054135926651477512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1054135926651477512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1054135926651477512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/surprises-is-smth-you-cant-live-without.html' title='surprises, is smth you cant live without.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5572925725529797599</id><published>2009-11-02T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T03:30:11.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good thing, bad thing, good thing, bad thing</title><content type='html'>i got so annoyed! basically with almost everything. the weather, the bed, the boyf, the timesheet, the roadshow, the everything! sigh. i wonder if its pms or what la. i really got no freaking idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;on the other hand. boyf is getting so sick of arguing with me, so whatever he did now was keeping quiet. which annoyed me even further. but when he speaks, i got annoyed too. am i crazy? i think so too. and i know he been giving in for the past 1year and nearly 9months. ohmygosh! how can someone withstand so long right. i wonder too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;i wasnt in the best of the mood most of my time. and now he's getting depression. (im so not joking) due to his grandma problems, work problems and i even become much a problems too. sigh. i think im just so useless la. when he wanted to share something with me, i always dont have the patient to listen to him. wtf am i doing right. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;i really dont know. sometime i got so irritated that i just feel like slapping myself too. tell me, so what should i do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;on the other hand. yuting is following me to bangkok. good or bad. i dont know. ): i just hope boyf can enjoy and look forward this trip as much as i do. but still, i dont think he will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;i hope we can be like in the past. so happy together. no much problems. and just now he say something which make me so guilty, he say i love you too much to fight with you can we please stop all this. ): so how, im feeling so bad. what an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;ohwell, meeting him in my life is something unexpected and i believe is my well build karma which led to me meeting him and his retribution to meeting me. ): no one can tahan the most than him. no one can stand me scolding him. i know he love me so much. but i always took it for granted. what if he really leave me one day, i think im so going to die. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;blame it on my OH-SO-IRRITATING temper. sigh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;actually i love him too. perhaps i just dont know how to express myself. i love the way he hug me and we laugh like no tomorrow. i love the way he pacify me since in the past. its merely one year plus. if all this continue, how are we going to spend together for a lifetime? am i being a paranoid? tell me about it. sigh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;and oh ya;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. yuting booked her tickets for $516 for 2 pax while i got mine at $197 for 2 pax. same airline, same timing, same date of flying and basically we are travelling together. SEE, how much i save, i think im a queen. *geee*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. im meeting uncle koh and joachim for dinner on wednesday! hahah, so ex-ci-ted. cos joachim gonna fetch me and we are heading off to fetch uncle koh. its the first time he's not coming to fetch us instead. hahaha. (: and i got to choose what i feel like eating. (cos im the only girl!) hahahaha! -.- and i think either we will be heading to hardrock cafe if not will be suki sushi. hopefully it goes well. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;and i hope all bad things well go. and steven chow will go back to normal. cos i miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;i know you love me, cos i love you too. too much to be true.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5572925725529797599?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5572925725529797599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5572925725529797599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5572925725529797599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5572925725529797599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-thing-bad-thing-good-thing-bad.html' title='good thing, bad thing, good thing, bad thing'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-112063679529963492</id><published>2009-10-27T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:31:00.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anything and everything</title><content type='html'>omg, more than a week i didnt bother to blog. X: have been damn freaking busy with roadshows and roadshows and roadshows. if not i'm staying at home sleep til i die or smthl. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things happen lately. been really mentally tired of all this. fix and change fix and change fix and change and yet again, we couldnt compromise with one another. i really wished i'm out from all this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beside that, i went in to msia with joey liew the other off day. :D we went city square and have my favourite zi bao ji and bat kut teh. then off to holiday plaza. damn shiok! the wii games and hp casing is freaking cheap. i like. brought boyf a iphone case. 4.90$ only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went back to city square for donuts and off we went out from malaysia. i still got so much money left. nvm, we confirm gonna go in again right. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off we went to meet up with her sister at bpp and joachim for my coach wristlet. HAHAHA. happy like mad la. (: cos he brought me a coach khaki white. hmm, pictures in my phone and im so lazy to upload it. overall i love it la. thanks joachim cos he brought as a present for me. (which there is no special occassion) and he damn mean la. put the pricetag. cost ard 80$. but still cheaper than singapore lor. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this few days when i didnt update my blog, me and boyf went for sushi and movie and movie again. we watch imagine that, thumbs up! and surrogates which is okay to me and then over at his place we watch up. ahhhh!~ quality time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not i will be mahjonging with yw. (: been meeting up this days. HAHA. joke and talk. funny man. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-112063679529963492?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/112063679529963492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=112063679529963492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/112063679529963492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/112063679529963492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/anything-and-everything.html' title='anything and everything'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-2540453159055083899</id><published>2009-10-19T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:57:10.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roadshow at a fcuking sucky place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;finally. i completed another 4days of roadshow. phew, damn freaking tired and anoyed over there that result me to being short and hot tempered. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;payday tml. i like. *thumbs up* working with shaowen was damn fun! we laugh and joke almost everyday. just like those time when we work for imm show with joey. awww, i miss it. :D and no deny, i miss imm like mad. ): and mike and martono is the most miss-ed one. so long nv disturb them. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;tml might be heading out with dear. wheeee! sushi and movie as usual. night. gonna head to bed soon. everyday have been work. btw, i found a internship place. been a really busy month. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;okay, just a short post. im so freaking tired leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-2540453159055083899?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2540453159055083899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=2540453159055083899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2540453159055083899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2540453159055083899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/roadshow-at-fcuking-sucky-place.html' title='roadshow at a fcuking sucky place.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-9077897638683414000</id><published>2009-10-14T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:19:09.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diana f, bangkok, coach wristlet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;okay, damn long didnt update. ): one week i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;heeee. finally complete the 4days of roadshow in mustafa. fcuking annoyed and hot. i simply hate it man. late forl ike dont know how many days and cab for dont know how many time. but its okay la. over there is easy money. cos no sales at all. hahaha. so we just chit chat etc la. not too bad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;my diana-f is still nt in spore. ): upset la. but should be by month end. nvm, even give me now i also cant do anything about it. hahahaha. yay~ i cant wait still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;joachim tan reach singapore today. smsed and chat on phone. he brought me a coach wristlet as present. initially i asked him to get for me, i will pay him back. but he say just take it as a present from him. wahlau eh, faint sia. so exp leh. i mean nt toooooo exp, but still he alone brought a 78$ worth of wristlet for me. wheeee. not too bad to have a brother like him right. nice, i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;thankyou brother! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;next, dear promise to go bangkok with me during end of jan! hahahaha. another cant wait. cos we are so going to shop and eat, shop and eat. heh heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;went out to watch 500days of summer with boyf. fcuk sia. lousy show. tmd, damn annoyed. i hate the show. so not nice la. went to have long john and shopped around. brought nothing, cos no mood. hahaha. sibei tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;back home. download show, chat on msn and booked ticket. heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;ohya, ytd mahjong with yongwei, xm and wj. yw treat me to sakae sushi sia! and he brought ben and jerry for me! hahahah. cos i say i wanna eat. :D best brother also. lol. and i didnt order alot, cos no mood to eat. but he spend 48$ plus ice cream 20$ hahahaha. but he won my money during mahjong, so fair fair la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;hahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;anyway, i have found a job. but for the time being, i dont wish to reveal yet. when the time is right i will let you guys know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;i'm sucha happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDQgOh19I/AAAAAAAADAg/CIupD37FIBQ/s1600-h/DECK+OF+GAME+POKER+CARDS+BLACK+ENAMEL+SILVER+CUFF+LINKS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ohhhh. and i brought boyf his cufflinks. he is so happy and i'm happy too cos i recieved it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDQgOh19I/AAAAAAAADAg/CIupD37FIBQ/s1600-h/DECK+OF+GAME+POKER+CARDS+BLACK+ENAMEL+SILVER+CUFF+LINKS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDQgOh19I/AAAAAAAADAg/CIupD37FIBQ/s320/DECK+OF+GAME+POKER+CARDS+BLACK+ENAMEL+SILVER+CUFF+LINKS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;chio right. i think so tooooo! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDSjRFTPI/AAAAAAAADAo/2260kZojMdI/s1600-h/GAMBLING+GAME+ROULETTE+WHEEL+%28BALL+MOVES%29+FUN+CUFFLINKS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDSjRFTPI/AAAAAAAADAo/2260kZojMdI/s320/GAMBLING+GAME+ROULETTE+WHEEL+%28BALL+MOVES%29+FUN+CUFFLINKS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;wah, the ball can move one leh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDUH74oCI/AAAAAAAADAw/4aIwhTxH8Jw/s1600-h/TRANSFORMERS+AUTOBOT+DECEPTICONS+BLACK+ENAMEL+CUFFLINKS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDUH74oCI/AAAAAAAADAw/4aIwhTxH8Jw/s320/TRANSFORMERS+AUTOBOT+DECEPTICONS+BLACK+ENAMEL+CUFFLINKS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;the black transformer. he love this too!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDWAJb8xI/AAAAAAAADA4/7P6aPKhLmbk/s1600-h/TRANSFORMERS+AUTOBOT+DECEPTICONS+RED+ENAMEL+CUFF+LINKS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDWAJb8xI/AAAAAAAADA4/7P6aPKhLmbk/s320/TRANSFORMERS+AUTOBOT+DECEPTICONS+RED+ENAMEL+CUFF+LINKS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;and this. unique la. but i know he dont really fancy it. ):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;and boyf say; I VERY HAPPY LEH. YOU BUY CUFFLINK FOR ME! COS THIS IS THE FIRST TIME YOU BUY THINGS FOR ME ON NON OCCASION DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(wahlao, i got so jialat meh? and he wanted MORE! now, let me tell you how much i buy this 4. retail at at least 17$ per pair. i brought all at 25$. HAHAHAHA!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;picture from; trustxpress. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-9077897638683414000?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9077897638683414000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=9077897638683414000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/9077897638683414000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/9077897638683414000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/diana-f-bangkok-coach-wristlet.html' title='diana f, bangkok, coach wristlet!'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/StTDQgOh19I/AAAAAAAADAg/CIupD37FIBQ/s72-c/DECK+OF+GAME+POKER+CARDS+BLACK+ENAMEL+SILVER+CUFF+LINKS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-348210443198678334</id><published>2009-10-07T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T01:25:22.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you, me N i/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;firstly, HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY SHIRLEY LEE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sst9dLqWktI/AAAAAAAADAY/d2kcoDHxTjg/s1600-h/1_576008562l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sst9dLqWktI/AAAAAAAADAY/d2kcoDHxTjg/s320/1_576008562l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;this girl have been crazy man. was just thinking about how i bully her in the past. :D i threw her shoes out of the class and i make her skipped class with me. until her mama come to school to complain. lol. its so funny la. we always argue but never did we ever fight. nevertheless, you are still so loved by me la. enjoy this special day yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;actuually after shirleylee birthday gonna be over, next will be tansiying then follow by xuanmin. wont be happy cos after xm birthday, she gonna leave for aussie too. ): ohwell, time flies isnt it. 3years. hopefully, when she is back. the rest of us are still together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;on the other hand. thanks to those have been asking how am i right now. i thought of finishing up this r/ship ytd and i didnt cry at all. surprisingly. cos i was super pissed off. and anyway, he didnt actually say he wanted to save this r/s too. but still i know he will give in, in the end. he's just angry at tht moment, and i'm too. so he just replied, up to you la. but actualluy i felt super upset. cos how can he say up to me right. but in the end, he came to meet my family and i. didnt want my family to feel we fight or anything. so we remain okay. in the end, he served me like queen help me get food all. i'm much more alright. looking at him able to click with my family, i felt better. so afterall, he apologized then we are okay already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;anyway, many thanks to xm, sm, ml and all. :x they actually msg me and chat with me in msn. i know i wont be alone. and aside to this. sometime, people who ISNT in this relationship, shouldnt like telling me who is in the wrong or what. i seriously hate being lecture. this is my r/s. my said. so what have you got to tell me what, dont hurt him etc, i seriously felt damn pissed. i think i know it better than you. if you feel you know it better, then ask him to finish it up with me. oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;whatever. im feeling so tired. and anyway, my school stuff isnt solved yet too. :D cant wait for tml to head to asthon with sisters. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-348210443198678334?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/348210443198678334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=348210443198678334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/348210443198678334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/348210443198678334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-me-n-i.html' title='you, me N i/'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sst9dLqWktI/AAAAAAAADAY/d2kcoDHxTjg/s72-c/1_576008562l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-7603189526326965301</id><published>2009-09-30T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T05:05:14.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: left;"&gt;just 10 more days, we are finally reaching our 1year 8 months. it took us so much hardship to reach this very moment, yet actually as and when i'm unhappy, i feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: left;"&gt;when we just got together, i dare not let anyone know i'm in a relationship. unless those really close to me one. cos i feel we wont last long. so in order not to let anyone know when my friend saw me in town with him, i will let go my hand. when my friend ask if i have a boyf, i will say we are just friends. sometime when i looked back, i wonder, if he were the one that let go my hand, if he were the one that tell his friends that we are only friends, how will i feel. i think the point of putting his feelings into consideration have been neglected for the past 1year 7months and 20days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;it dont seem long compare to others but its the longest relationship i have. i couldnt deny the fact tht i miss those time when we just got together. he will come to cck and i will bake for him. he will meet me every now and then. we will have dinner together regularly, we can go shopping etc. but when time pass, i realised i put in more effort in other stuff then maintaining the relationship. somehow i can meet him once a week. when yp told me she couldnt bear tht shaun is going off, i thought its like no big deal. but actually i realised, she is just much much more devoted than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;i dont know why this few days when i'm like out of job. i tot of godpa much more often. i felt like a sinner for not attending the dinner on saturday. i felt like i have neglected this old man after i'm into a relationship. but still, he didnt blame me for it. all he wished was that i can go and visit him regularly. but still, i didnt make a point to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;same goes to boyf. all he wished is that i could just be a little more understanding but still i didnt do that as well. i think my life is just so full of ppl who are nice and tolerant to me. both are steven. but one is koh the other one is chow. boyf shower me with love while godpa guide me out of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: purple; text-align: left;"&gt;if that day i went back for dinner, i think i wont feel so guilty now and i cant even fall asleep at this very moment. cos i really dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SsJz0gmRELI/AAAAAAAADAI/SrFNtPzglqU/s1600-h/1_451126340l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SsJz0gmRELI/AAAAAAAADAI/SrFNtPzglqU/s320/1_451126340l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;this was like when we just got together tht time. time fliessss..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SsJ0RvzX1cI/AAAAAAAADAQ/mPHfuTyKcDA/s1600-h/we+all+and+mr+koh.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SsJ0RvzX1cI/AAAAAAAADAQ/mPHfuTyKcDA/s320/we+all+and+mr+koh.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;those were the times when he make me study so hard. when he make me like math. when he make me understand what is actually called care. he done alot, really alot for me. those time when i threw tantrum in ava, and i took my bag and went off, he actually scolded me so strictly and making me know what went wrong. when he thought actually i did something wrong actually i didnt, but he still apologized for misunderstanding me. even though he's my godpa. i know that alot of people dont like him, i dont deny the fact that we are not as close as in the past but still i make a promise with joachim that he's our dad. i know it seem a little ridiculous but still without his help, i think i wont be who i am now. if not for all those words he say in cambodia, if not for all his help for the math, i think i will die now. i think i like retain for dont know how many years. even though he know how much i hate to apologized to other, but still he have his way to make me say it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nevertheless, i wanted to tell him i'm sorry cos i didnt make a point to even try putting some effort to support his annual dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;god is great. he send 2 guys to me who make me realised what is care and concern and the other one that let me know what is love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i think i'm a little too much today. i actually got jealous over his grandma who is like dying. faint. just because, he spend more time with her. im pissed. i couldnt deny that when he say he cant watch movie with me cos he wanted to go home to take care of his grandma, i felt like crying and i really wish to turn back and head home. (and still i did) but come to think about it he's in the wrong of unable to actually plan out his time but i'm in fault too cos i cant spare a thought for him. i'm sorry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i think my personality got me into such dilemma, cos simply &lt;span style="background-color: #d5a6bd; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i enjoy winning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;im sorry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know godpa wont see this but just to tell you i really hope you are doing fine and i promise i will head back as soon as i got time. im sorry, ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-7603189526326965301?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7603189526326965301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=7603189526326965301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7603189526326965301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7603189526326965301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SsJz0gmRELI/AAAAAAAADAI/SrFNtPzglqU/s72-c/1_451126340l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5271690777437441166</id><published>2009-09-29T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:34:07.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no mood to blog.</title><content type='html'>omg, have been jobless for week. but working at imm is confirm fun la. we always laugh like crazy. :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tml is wednesday already. which mean im jobless for like 2weeks or smth. ); hahha.&amp;nbsp; oh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought something online recently but seriously i got no mood to blog. as everyday im just doing the same old thing. argh. hopefully life get much better every now and then okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5271690777437441166?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5271690777437441166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5271690777437441166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5271690777437441166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5271690777437441166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-mood-to-blog.html' title='no mood to blog.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8923234525911830512</id><published>2009-09-23T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:03:06.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Srm5_QXF2WI/AAAAAAAADAA/4N56mOnirv8/s1600-h/bff+21st.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;FINALLY! i'm like meeting steven chow later for lunch at our favourite place, suki sushi. :D lots of yummy variety and the salmon. omg, i think im so freaking hungry la. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;even though this few days we did have some arguement its due to the different point of view i supposed. he have been there when i need him the most, like when others dont understand about the dog thingy, he does. he tried his best to find someone who are willing to look after the dog. even though i appear to be calmless, but then he know deep in my heart, i'm just so loss. sometime, i didnt like to mention on what he have done for me. cos the more i mention the more that it seem like i'm the lousy one to him. (: sometime, i tried my best to be nice to him, but its my temper which ruin everything. i love him more than anything. but then, i know its so hard to handle a relationship. perhaps he's right, i'm always me, myself and i. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;he agreed to attend mummy's birthday celebration in kuishinbo. even though its a small party but i'm glad he's turning up. cos all my family members have been asking me about him and like they feel the images is so blur between me and him. hahah. so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;i have decided not to get a dog anymore. (even though steven chow say he wanna buy me a small one.) i think no. cos i really CANT handle it at all. i'll go crazy. and i think i prefer looking after kith. :D he's such a darling boy. which make me really wish he will be mine sometime. but then, too bad. he's my young cousin. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Srm4uiOScPI/AAAAAAAAC_4/tIs2OU1S1lE/s1600-h/kithandi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Srm4uiOScPI/AAAAAAAAC_4/tIs2OU1S1lE/s320/kithandi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;brought him some icecream. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND LASTLY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Srm5_QXF2WI/AAAAAAAADAA/4N56mOnirv8/s1600-h/bff+21st.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Srm5_QXF2WI/AAAAAAAADAA/4N56mOnirv8/s320/bff+21st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY TO MY BFF!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VENETA TAN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt;from enemy to friends. we went through so much. even though now you are much busier, but nevertheless i will forget how you encourage me when i'm down. how you talk me out when i'm quarrel with my boyf. how you disturb me. those happier times we actually spend together. last long with ryan. and same goes to our friendship. -cheers- enjoy this wonderful special day of yours. hug!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;alright heading out to meet boyf now. oh, finally! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8923234525911830512?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8923234525911830512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8923234525911830512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8923234525911830512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8923234525911830512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Srm4uiOScPI/AAAAAAAAC_4/tIs2OU1S1lE/s72-c/kithandi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-369321227538842071</id><published>2009-09-21T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:11:01.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck with a dog and out of job.</title><content type='html'>super into deep shit right now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so out of attachement. and im feeling like shit right now. ): and then, i got so much to rant on yet im feeling so freaking sleepy. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agreed to keep the husky. thought my mum will be okay but big no. fight, shout and quarrel at home. i really got nothing to do. so like wtf. i have enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WILL LIFE START TURNING BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks stevenchow for being there for me like always. :D im going mad, im going crazy. !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-369321227538842071?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/369321227538842071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=369321227538842071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/369321227538842071'/><link 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work. either i close my eyes for 5more minutes or i just tell myself i'm not feeling well again. every midnight i was feeling paranoid that how many hours more to work. which i hope the time will stop there. but every morning when the sun rise and shine, i know i got to drag myself out of bed and head to work. its really so miserable that i wonder 10 months = 200days more. i have to make myself wake up for 200 times more. whenever i start counting down, it seem so long, so long, yes, so long. ):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;but today, MKL wanted to have a heart to heart talk with us. okay, not too bad. at least i told him on his face that i hate working and i dislike it and i detest to go meeting with the other MKL. but still, the other one start trying to defend himself and another one, at least not too bad, still manage to convince us. anyway, in conclusion, we will try to be happier at work. anyway if i'm unhappy i only find the other 10months much more draggy. but if i'm happier at least i dont feel so erm long. but overall, i'm not going to be alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime;"&gt;i face alot of unhappiness in work. i tried to keep myself happier. but then it just seem like not working. ): everday someone who is close to me will try to make me much more not happier. ): sigh, so much and so much. i have never felt like shit for a long time already and right now i'm like feeling it again. sigh. ohwell, and ya, mentioning abt the vegetable at work. she is super annoying, i really wonder why will i ever meet her man. she always like to talk so loud to attract attention.&amp;nbsp; tmd, damn annoying. _l_ i got driven to headache by her, yes, power right, WAHLAO. i dont know why she can talk so much, why she must go through every single detail of her proposal. like MUST let the MKL know what the fcuk she doing. yes, that's how much i dislike her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;argh, may god end all this torture soon. i'm going crazy! soon. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;cant wait for friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;saturday back to imm. :D then to ven's 21st birthday. wheeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;sunday to grandma's birthday. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;monday to suki sushi. i love good food. yes, I LOVE IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;siying and lim going to aussie on the 26th. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-2036813482231710147?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2036813482231710147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=2036813482231710147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2036813482231710147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2036813482231710147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wish-i-will-be-happier-everyday.html' title='i wish i will be happier everyday.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3037722160442860099</id><published>2009-09-14T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:56:23.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sick and tired of working. guide me out of this. ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;i wonder why time is passing so freaking fast. ): and thinking of going to work tml, i just hate the feelings to the max. i hate those MKLs trying to make us do all those shit stuff again and again. it been the second month why am i still so not used to it. i hate waking up at 7,30 to know that actually i have to work like again. i hate it to the max. why is the feelings completely different from what it is when i head to imm. ): ohwell, just as i think of it, im not alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;and now wtf, just becos i have mc, and he is giving us the warning letter. wth? so now if im sick i still have to work then why you give me the fcuking mc for? isnt you crazy or smth. and heard from yp i think the new interns got nothing great la. wtf. act like as if she so hardworking. she better dont provoke me la. you wanto side those MKLs, your problem. seriously! dont tell me. argh, why did i landed up in such a fcuked up company?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;I REALLY WONDER IF I SHOULD QUIT RIGHT NOW?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;(okay but waishan just type so much out and yes, first time she replied so fast eversince i talk to her in msn for the past 2 years.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;finally finish comex show. total earning of 1300$ for the past few 4days. and after cpf, should be take hm around 1k. haven plus my usual outet one. :D money money money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;sigh. im so sick and tired of life. why am i landed in such state. and thinking of facing mkl tml just make my day worst. just cant wait for this week to be over and i finally get to relax cos next monday is payday plus holiday. wheeee/ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;and lastly, boyf just brought me a new lomo diana f- mr pink. hahahaha. i cant wait man. but it will be m 20th monthisary present. wow! 20th. so long yet so far eh. just 3more week. hahaha. bye. i gonna sleep now/ ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;LASTLY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALVIN WONG! YOU SUCKS. NO CALL NO NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3037722160442860099?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3037722160442860099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3037722160442860099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3037722160442860099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3037722160442860099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sick-and-tired-of-working-guide-me.html' title='im sick and tired of working. guide me out of this. ):'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-4302497758560931134</id><published>2009-09-07T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:13:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE FLOWER AND  I LOVE YOU. IT MAKE NO MORE MEANING TO ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I CANT BELIEVE WHAT I SAW. IT'S SO STUNNING. AT THAT POINT OF TIME I FELT IM JUST A GOD DAMN LOSER. WHAT THE FCUK IS HAPPENING TO THIS WORLD. I NEARLY GO CRAZY. I CANT BELIEVE. OUT OF SUDDEN I FELT THOSE WORDS WERE DIRTY. AS THOUGH IF I CLOSE MY EYES, I WILL HEARD HIM SAYING THAT TO HER. I FEEL LIKE KILLING MYSELF. I CAN IMAGINE HER FACE WHEN SHE SAW THE FLOWER. I FELT LIKE JUMPING DOWN. I KEEP HOLDING BACK MY TEARS, SO MUCH I WANTED TO CRY OUT LOUD. WHEN YOU READ THE MSG, ITS NOT TO YOU. I FELT DAMN HURT. DAMN ANNOYED. DAMN FEEL LIKE CRYING TO SLEEP. AS IF WHEN I HEARD HIS VOICE, ALL THOSE WORDS WASNT MEANT FOR ME. I FELT SO UNHAPPY. AND SO MUCH FOR TEARING NOW. I REALLY HATE IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;SOMETIME IGNORANT IS A BLISS BUT WHY DO THAT TO ME? I THOUGHT WE WERE HOLDING SO WELL, BUT YET ALL THIS POP OUT. FOR A FRIEND. I CHOOSE TO BELIEVE, BUT MY HEARTACHE AS USUAL. I COULDNT CONTROL ANY LONGER. TANPEICHING, YOU ARE SO SUPER WEAK. ):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;WHY WHEN EVERYTHING SEEM SO PERFECT, YOU HAVE TO RUIN IT. WHY WHENEVER YOU SAY SORRY, I THINK I SHOULD FORGIVE YOU. I REALLY&amp;nbsp; DONT KNOW WHY ALL THIS SHIT IS HAPPENING IN THIS WAY!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;YES, IM THE CAUSE OF EVERYTHING, YES, ITS ALL MY FAULT, YES, IM JUST THE FCUKING LOSER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I REALLY FEEL LIKE CRYING TO SLEEP RIGHT NOW. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;UNHAPPINESSx100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I HATE FLOWER AND I LOVE YOU. IT COMPLETELY RUIN THE ENTIRE MEANING OF IT. THANKS ANYWAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;AND SUPER THANKS TO WONGWAISHAN. (: SHE CALLED AND WANNA MEET UP WITH ME, COS SHE SAY SHE READ MY FB'S STATUS AND MY TWITTER UPDATE, SO SHE FEEL IM UNHAPPY THATS WHY SHE WANNA MEET UP WITH ME, IF NOT SHE CANT BE BOTHER. OHWELL, THANKS BESTIE.! SOMETIME ALL I NEED IS SUCH FRIENDS IN LIFE.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-4302497758560931134?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4302497758560931134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=4302497758560931134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4302497758560931134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4302497758560931134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-flower-and-i-love-you-it-make-no.html' title='I HATE FLOWER AND  I LOVE YOU. IT MAKE NO MORE MEANING TO ME.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1201388899211936965</id><published>2009-09-06T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:42:45.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, comex show. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;finally i gt sometime to blog. (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple;"&gt;okay, work at imm is a blast with those ppl around me. and it got better this days with sales! and i cant wait for comex. cos at least everyone will be gather together again. work tml with MKL just make me have serious monday bluessss. ): and they expect us to wear formal nowadays. like wth. formal? when all we ever do is sit there and chat and call. wth right. its damn lame. and i really hate them. ohwell, but yp came up with a brillant idea. everyday we will still wear super sloppy to work. but then, when we reach there, we will change, follow by after work, we will change back to our sloppy wear again! yay! so next time when i stay over at boyf place, it's not so hard for me to wonder what should i wear to work. yippppeee. at least, again, im not alone this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;gotten my pay today. but i patheticly left with 30$. cool man. i wonder how 30$ can last til 21st. when fuji pay come in next. hopefully. porpi porpi. and by oct, i will be rich again, heh heh heh. cos this month got SHOW. (: happy shalalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;ohwell, sales is bad today. sold one? or am i just so not motivated to sell. and saw one fcuking siao auntie. i hope she die and got bang down by car. hopefully! she's mad la. i was listening to lauren talking and she ki siao, say i stare at her. siao ah, she like one fcuking old auntie. and her neh neh shag, you think i look at you for what? cos your neh neh shag? lol. :X okay, shan be mean here. HAHAHAH! but its funny. opps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;and i was watching video on youtube, suddenly i wonder if dear will surprise me on my 21st birthday but it will be like 2years later? hahahah. and i hope he can play canon in d using a violin. i will be super duper touched. and i rmb when i was going for my operation tht time, yuheng actually wanted to play canon in d for me. (: so sweet right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;*Well, all problem have been solved which make me... phew!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;shall upload some photos of taiwan trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPV4sp2TCI/AAAAAAAAC_o/P5771zOP-rk/s1600-h/IMG_0780.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPV4sp2TCI/AAAAAAAAC_o/P5771zOP-rk/s320/IMG_0780.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPV1xNJb4I/AAAAAAAAC_g/2xyq57AjyI4/s1600-h/IMG_0775.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPV1xNJb4I/AAAAAAAAC_g/2xyq57AjyI4/s320/IMG_0775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;the damn big shit look alike ice shave! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVxzAf82I/AAAAAAAAC_Y/_SiyApmjen4/s1600-h/IMG_0698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVxzAf82I/AAAAAAAAC_Y/_SiyApmjen4/s320/IMG_0698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: orange;"&gt;the super yum yum movenpick icecream! CARAMEL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVv8IZnWI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/ED4WRSQExvM/s1600-h/IMG_0654.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVv8IZnWI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/ED4WRSQExvM/s320/IMG_0654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;mango! superb! chocolate, okay okay only. :X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVvOzYLDI/AAAAAAAAC_I/gPYSiYgjHBc/s1600-h/IMG_0444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVvOzYLDI/AAAAAAAAC_I/gPYSiYgjHBc/s320/IMG_0444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i love this photo. wheee. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVuJEJuaI/AAAAAAAAC_A/9JEzR_DXdpo/s1600-h/IMG_0413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVuJEJuaI/AAAAAAAAC_A/9JEzR_DXdpo/s320/IMG_0413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and LU BIAN YI GE RONG SHU XIA~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVrxMBSzI/AAAAAAAAC-4/IsuDcypQEZ4/s1600-h/IMG_0376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVrxMBSzI/AAAAAAAAC-4/IsuDcypQEZ4/s320/IMG_0376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: orange; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;after shopping in shilin night market. faint!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVnYEBj9I/AAAAAAAAC-w/t8f6PKeSEtY/s1600-h/IMG_0359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVnYEBj9I/AAAAAAAAC-w/t8f6PKeSEtY/s320/IMG_0359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;div style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;the super crispy chicken! (: yum yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVjRJRSoI/AAAAAAAAC-o/2sZbWD8eVFM/s1600-h/IMG_0226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPVjRJRSoI/AAAAAAAAC-o/2sZbWD8eVFM/s320/IMG_0226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;BYE BYE!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: lime; text-align: left;"&gt;okay, how i wished the time will not pass so fast. so okay, get over it. supposed to go getnting, but no more. due to boyf got promoted to 1st incharge! and from 20th he will be taking over J8. i cant wait. cos it means more meeting up. more convience for me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;and im super touched by him today. i send him a super nasty sms, and all he ever said is im sorry and he will do whatever it takes to help me and hopefully i wont be angry. its my fault of throwing tantrum. and then i ask him, why must you be so nice? im scolding YOU! and he just replied; cos i know you are not feeling any better too. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;omg, how sweet. i know it might meant nothing to ppl la. but its very important to me. cos i know at least after 1year 7months, he's still nice to me. thankyou boyf. with you everything just seem not so big deal anymore. thankyou for putting me at top piority and lastly, congrats on your promotion to first incharge! you make it there. love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1201388899211936965?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1201388899211936965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1201388899211936965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1201388899211936965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1201388899211936965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-comex-show.html' title='oh, comex show. (:'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SqPV4sp2TCI/AAAAAAAAC_o/P5771zOP-rk/s72-c/IMG_0780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8559601354552039269</id><published>2009-09-03T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:03:56.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from taiwan. SHUCKS!</title><content type='html'>okay! finally im back for more updates. back from taiwan 2days ago. fabulous fun place. with good food and worth your money shopping. perhaps its due to the weather, that cause us to stay over one more day. cant believe i actually brought so much stuff for myself. it been so long eh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;8pairs of socks&lt;br /&gt;3 blouses&lt;br /&gt;1 cookie monster lanyard&lt;br /&gt;1 superman necklace by boyf&lt;br /&gt;1 transformer couple tee&lt;br /&gt;1 card holder&lt;br /&gt;1 scheduler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on. and i have not even bother to unpack my luggage lor. ):damn lazy. but most of the photos have been upload to facebook. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bye people. cant wait for saturday. finally can go back to imm. miss it man. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8559601354552039269?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8559601354552039269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8559601354552039269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8559601354552039269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8559601354552039269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-from-taiwan-shucks.html' title='back from taiwan. SHUCKS!'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-809368816730918838</id><published>2009-08-26T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:07:02.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYEBYE SINGAPORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg. @ home right now. tired feet with bodyache. faint! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and first of all, im so happy today as its the last day of work. and bye MKL, finally m out of there and ready for my holiday trip in taiwan. :D but what makes me happier is not this, is that ms julie tan and sucker seah both talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*ms tan, if you are seeing this, i really miss you so much la. and i'm so happy when she remember what was the last gift i have gave her and when was the last teachers' day i actually went back to school. (: how sweet right. but this year, again i will be missing teachers' day as im off. ): but nevertheless, you guys are forever remember in my heart. happy advanced teachers' day!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and aside to this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*mr sucker seah. hahahah, i actually got my number from ms tan. and what i recieved was actually kind of touching and i'm like smiling to myself. haha, he actually say; i tot you went mia. i tried msging you but no reply, so i thought you went to cambodia and blah blah blah lastly, finally you msg me! where have you been?' okay, kind of simple, but sucker dont seem to be someone who will say this. no one know what is our bonding like and i really miss them so much. ): and he keep urging me to go back n rmb to tell uncle i change my number too. haha, so all the way from 12pm we smsed til 11pm. :X hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;funny! i miss you sucker. always there la*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;okay, lastly im so going to taiwan to spend my quality 7days with my dearest and i'm so not going to pick up my damn phone. thankyou. but will be on fb regularly. hahaha. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i'm going to eat my supper and off to sleep as will be going off to send my cute cousin patricia together with my cute no2 cousin veronica to airport. pat going to korea for 4months. ): miss her man! and and and, her flight in the morning 8am. so, i will wait for her to go in, and slack around while waiting for boyf to come after 9.30am. (cos i dont want peak hour charges!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and now, im feeling tired and stuff after enjoying a awesome dinner with ven, yp, yvonne, shab and patricia. *misses* oh, its a good catching up session even though i'm just so tired la. hhahhaha. X: take care babe! and lastly, happy20th birthday to yenping in advanced! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-809368816730918838?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/809368816730918838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=809368816730918838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/809368816730918838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/809368816730918838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/byebye-singapore.html' title='BYEBYE SINGAPORE'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-2121954462277170810</id><published>2009-08-24T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:38:40.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE TAIWAN!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i seriously HATE using blogger now. wtf. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okay, whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;just 2 more days, i'm heading over to taipei. i'm sooooo happy la. cos i'm finally leaving tht place for 7days, okay la. better than nothing right. this few days have been heading over to roadshow imm. superb fun! i love imm the most can. martono, mike, hilmi, dajie, sharon, rini. wahlao, make me so happy during working tht i dont wanto go to any place except here. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and yesterday, sister finally help me get a iphone for boyf. of cos i'm very happy and wanted to surprise him. BUT cannot, cos monday got meeting, which is today! so, i ask martono to help me wrapped up using those black and white recycled paper. hahaha. fun! today, meet up with boyf, and i pass him the present. lol. so, he tot i buy for him perfume again, so when he open it up, tada, it's an iphone. (: i could see he really stunned. okay, i'm happy la. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;next, i'm back home here after getting the apple strudel. i really wonder if i should just pack last minute tml. LAZY man. but then, i feel so uhm... whatever. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;alamak. today head over to meeting AGAIN. siannnnnn. ): but buay pai la. whatever. sleepy sia. i think i gonna slack til 10pm to go and start packing. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TAIWAN, WO LAI LE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-2121954462277170810?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2121954462277170810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=2121954462277170810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2121954462277170810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2121954462277170810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-taiwan.html' title='I LOVE TAIWAN!~'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1623291079510052281</id><published>2009-08-19T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:44:50.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more week to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;finally! can update blogggg. after one week never update liao. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;@work now. yes, the ***** blardy place of spoilt aircon, spoilt computers, spoilt chairs, spoilt almost everything. i thought i came to a warehouse or smth. wahlao eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;never meet boyf for at least 8days. cool. i'm just so busy. this coming week got roadshow. yay! can spend time with them. HAHA. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and today after work gonna go to tampines to meet up my dearest. hahahha. even though just one more week we are going to taiwan together! excited leh. but i nv done my itinerary. oppppps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;schedule for thursday til tuesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thursday; going to ajisen with sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friday; go home sleep, eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sat; imm roadshow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sun; imm roadshow again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mon; meeting with fuji trading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tues; celebrating yp's 20th birthday@ (all of them are coming!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wed; morning sending cousin off to korea and i'm so going to taiwan. byebye everyone. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohhhh, so excited. por pi por pi, the weather will be good and i can shop til i drop yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHHAHA~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and lastly, ytd is lim's 19th biurthday and melissa 17th. HAPPY BIRTHDAY yo. love you ppl lots. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and byebye, i'm so going to figure out how to download themes. and yp got her blackberrrryyy! cool man. but i love omnia2 too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1623291079510052281?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1623291079510052281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1623291079510052281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1623291079510052281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1623291079510052281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-more-week-to-go.html' title='one more week to go'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1002818002792903125</id><published>2009-08-11T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:08:20.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all my thoughts and say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;super duper sleepy! i have a very wonderful weekend. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;this few days have been really busy with outing and stuff like that. lol. spend like waterfall. and now i gonna save up now. yes, for my upcoming taiwan trip. even though taiwan sound like its really disaster now. oh, wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i serious hate working. i hate working for those *****! MKL. like so irritating. omfg, i cant believe they can be so stingy. and now i cant even go facebook and stuff like that. ohwell, _l_ it. i just hope the world crash or smth, so that everything eventually will come to an end! so i dont have to work in such a _l_ up place anymore. yes, no more. i hate everything there. EVERYTHING! argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;cant wait for 26th. and today is already the 12th. yuhooooos. 14more days, which meaning 2 more weeks. YAY! i gonna leave this damn it place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and then, i hope in 2weeks time, the typhoon will leave taiwan. and everything shall go back to normal. cos i wanto play! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;then, on the 10th was boyf and mine 1 and half year. have some argument and stuff like tht. ohwell, things turn out well eventually. i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;have dinner with pat girl and cassie just now. fun! i love it. (: and byebye to cassie who is going to usa for study! ): she gonna help me buy those factory outlet stuff. wheeee. and then, bye pat girl who is going for korea. i gonna miss you guys too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;lastly, RIP shengyao and clara. i hope you have now reach a peaceful place and you will be happier then. (: forget about those stuff, cos its over. you will be remember by those loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;_l_ tml wednesday. meeting, proposal and stuff like that. knn. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and currently, im a happy girl. cos i got my coach bag, burberry wallet, omnia 2 in red, canon camera. i think i got everything i need. just a little more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND KNN! my boyf throw my stuff too hard. and make my eyeliner crack. adn the fcuking eyeliner leak and kena my whole bonia wristlet. cb. kan angry can. the whole thing is dirty. desite i tried to scrub like one mad cow. so as promise, he gonna get me all those as compensation. heh heh heh! * see next time wanto put properly not!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. wristlet! ( prefer a coach one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. fountation. (laneige one.) dont know how to spell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. eyeliner! (whatever brand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. a mirror! my anna sui mirror spoil liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WAHLAO! i threw away everything. except my wristlet. made. heart pain sia. _l_ pay me pay me pay me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and not forgetting, i watch NUSCO video, til i feel like vomitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WELCOME TO TAIWAN! *: i'm waitingggg....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1002818002792903125?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1002818002792903125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1002818002792903125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1002818002792903125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1002818002792903125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-my-thoughts-and-say.html' title='all my thoughts and say!'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3678533220139493550</id><published>2009-08-06T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:08:20.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you just spoilt my mood totally.</title><content type='html'>off day today. *grin!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally right. im soooo sucha happy girl today then he go spoil it by making me agitated and shout. he never know what i have done and what i actually wanto surprise him with. he never know what i actually planning for him. then he go spoil it by saying those hurtful things and scream at me on the phone. which last time. he never did that to me before. ): i feel so unhappy but then again, it's a day off today. why should i waste it right. wheeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday already plan today getting the phone for him. just only if its omnia2 or iphone. then, after work, went to lot1, search for it. ask if got omnia2 and iphone etc. walk to m1, compare the prices. back home online, search and look for it. see which one is actually better. then, start to think if i get attachement pay, i should bring him to dinner at where etc. dont know what ppl do for him, still shout at me. sigh. karma lor. last time i always do tht. now, become he treat me like that. sianx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i call up singtel to check if iphone is available. but they cant gimme an answer. pekchek. if get omnia2 must pay around 230$. so mommy say she will pay 80$, and i call him up if he wanted to chip in 50$, the other 100$ i pay using my attachement pay. okay, so told him sunday then buy can. cos actually i'm buying today, just wanted to surprise him. but then, he ask and gave me such a feeling tht he's damn sacastic, asking if sunday have stock. how am i suppose to answer him like tht. blow my top and i think some what or another, the plan is crash! whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* if you are reading it now, mayb its already night time. and you are happily holding on to your omnia2 now, but then, you never know how much i have done, so dont assume you know everything.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy gonna meet me at 4pm later. wheeee. (: so she can help me get a plan and sign for the phone. i know she still loves me the most. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i dont wish to dampen my mood by you, cos its just so not worth it. and i'm kind of disappointed your attitude towards me nowadays become like that. and i dont know why you are really making me feel that we are all so different from the past. forget it. its all my doing. i'm just paying back. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craving for KFC. wheeee. (: miss ah lim too. gonna help her look for 500gb or 320gb harddisk later. lol. she dont want seagate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye! and just to let you know, you really just spoilt my days like that. thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know what the fcuk is wong with my msn, blogger, and facebook. knnbccb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn; all my contact is lost! cb!~&lt;br /&gt;facebook; super lag, cant comment at ALL! knn.&lt;br /&gt;blogger; as usual, cannot upload cannot change font colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only twitter behaves well today. is it my com prob or server down? cb. spoil my mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3678533220139493550?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3678533220139493550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3678533220139493550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3678533220139493550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3678533220139493550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-just-spoilt-my-mood-totally.html' title='you just spoilt my mood totally.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5365024584005992964</id><published>2009-08-04T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:39:28.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;@ work now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so why can i like blog right?! cos everything in the office is spoilt! the printer, the chair, the computer, the aircon. wheeeeee. system down, so we got nothing to do AT ALL! slacking with ping almost the entire day. except that we both walk to thomson plaza to look for omnia2. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay, my mood was still good today. but after fighting with him, which make me sibei pekchek. i dont understand why guys behave this way, seriously. i was damn fcuking @!$#@%$#^$# dulan. i cant describe the moment, just tht i think yenping get it. omg. -.- fcuk sia. im still a little pekchek and unhappy even though things are okay now. i find it so unnecessary to talk about all this bullshit thing. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and the fcuked up aircon is sibei cb. blow hot air~ where on earth will aircon blow HOT air? knn. only here lor. and its super duper HOT! and im like going to sleep. s=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay, after all, still i win. anyway, ytd went to gmsk my omnia2. loookkkk, it turn into a chio baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SnfvnYXw-oI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/Bm82AYBz-lw/s1600-h/5253_112099664092_650479092_2258232_1224239_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SnfvnuWpS5I/AAAAAAAAC-g/pTzy2wtwZx8/s1600-h/5253_112099659092_650479092_2258231_5814758_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366020946772183954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SnfvnuWpS5I/AAAAAAAAC-g/pTzy2wtwZx8/s320/5253_112099659092_650479092_2258231_5814758_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the front!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SnfvnYXw-oI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/Bm82AYBz-lw/s1600-h/5253_112099664092_650479092_2258232_1224239_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366020940871301762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SnfvnYXw-oI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/Bm82AYBz-lw/s320/5253_112099664092_650479092_2258232_1224239_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i choose to the glitterish red. love it to the maxxxxx. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;who pay?! mr chow lor. even though i sibei angry today but come to think of it, quite true la, everytime i want something, he confirm will buy. sigh! 59$ leh. actually only 39$ but standard one. no more gold and red, so choose customized one is 59$. wheeee. im happy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i dont know why omnia2 sold out so fast. and i love it to the maxxxxx. chio chio chio. forget it la. forgive and forget. i'm damn sick again. sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5365024584005992964?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5365024584005992964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5365024584005992964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5365024584005992964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5365024584005992964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/work-now.html' title=''/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SnfvnuWpS5I/AAAAAAAAC-g/pTzy2wtwZx8/s72-c/5253_112099659092_650479092_2258231_5814758_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8165030136578375040</id><published>2009-08-02T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:27:12.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate monday~</title><content type='html'>thinking of working tml just suck a big time. ): i hate him, i hate the whole working enviroment. i hate working there when i got such a no integrity boss. i hate his face. i hate the office, i hate the slow computer. basically, i hate almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the monday blue got so strong this weekend. and i really dont know why too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing to look forward to tml is after work, will be meeting up with dear at ps. to go cine to pass ryan his memory card and to ps to gmask my phone into gold. :D then, after tht we will be going to swensen for dinner. all well-planned and i just need someone for me to lean against on. when i happen to have such hard time at work. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish time will pass faster, for all this shit to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for thursday, cos at least i got my hard earn money! (: but then, thinking of heading there just sucks. i cant imagine such disgusting person do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i think i will be really counting down to end of the day. cos i finally going to skin my omnia2. and i love omnia2 so much. even though the functions is so damn freaking hard to use. ohwell, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i'm so excited for my taiwan trip in 23days time. *ROARSSSS* and and and, hilmi gonna lend me fish eye lomo! yay! best buddy huh. he intended to lend me diana-f too. but developing and film is exp. so i saw those fish eye photo, i think it look great~ all ready to leave the fcuking fcuked up company for my long awaiting trip. hopefully, time dont pass fast over there. cos i'm so going to enjoy myself. wheeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, but the reality say, yes! it's still monday tml. face it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8165030136578375040?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8165030136578375040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8165030136578375040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8165030136578375040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8165030136578375040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-monday.html' title='i hate monday~'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-4138457308469488451</id><published>2009-08-01T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:13:22.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wonder why i met you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im feeling so freaking tired after consective two days of events. maybe it seem so little to you, but try. you have to be there and kena scold by the client, see those stucked up face, meet those bloody people, you can imagine now metally unwilling i am at that point of time. i was just feeling so down and unmotivated to work anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do you think 700$ for an interns who do almost everything is actually good? from admin, to sales and marketing, to event coordinator, to research, we cover almost, yes, ALMOST everything. but did we complain? no, even how much unwilling we are, we still do it. cos it's internship. i dont know what the fcuk he is thinking, cos it just make me so turn off totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;event day, you guys earn fucking big bucks. okay, dont tell me how much you guys earn not even enough to cover both of our cab fare? why be so stingy? its not the point. first, you claim that after 9pm, we are allow to take cab, then now you say its only after 11.30pm when all those public transport stop, we get to cab home. ohyea, so on my point of view, why should i clinch those deal for you? or even work so hard for you? when i'm the one that kena fcuked by client, i'm the one going to clean all those shit, i'm the one that have done so much, attending meeting and working for you until late night, and i couldnt cab home? what a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i swear, my mentality will be, if there isnt something motivating for me, or you simply cant be bother with our welfare, i dont see a need for me to work so hard for you, making sure tht my client got those proposal and stuff. becos, once they agreed, i have to work double. with no benefit, and yes, tht fcuking pathetic commision. you think i care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i dont think i'm angry. i'm more to disappointed. after voicing out so many times, and you know how much courage we need to voice out to you cos there are only the 2 of us. nvm, i think since you feel the welfare isnt important, and we are girls that work til so late, with no cab home, i really dont find a need to explain or work so hard for you. i swear, i'm not going the extra mile. i will do what you ask me to do in my own pace own target. you dont treat us as staff, why should i commit myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i fcuking regret joing your fcuking company with no fcuking benefit but all those lies. where are your fcuking fetching us to work? where are your fucking cabbing benefit. i dont even dare to clinch your fcuking deal. everything is so fcuked up at this moment, and i hate to see your fcuked up face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yes, all this go to you. i wonder if you really think both of us are humans or what. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i cant believe that such disgusting human exsit that rather girls take public transport then cab when its so late. fcuk you la. after 11.30pm might as well dont take. cb. work so hard for you in the end we get all this shit. you think if not shatec say we must complete one whole year if not no diploma, you think i will stay in ur fcuking store-room like company? knnbccb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the more i think of it, the more upset and helpless i get. forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and not forgetting to mention, that knnbccb guy look into my twitter! cb, so interested, you go look at your mother one la. ccb. i hate you to the max. 11 more months to go. on the last day, i make sure your life span got shortern by half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i cant imagine, if my boyf behave like you, i confirm.... ITS OVER! cb, you are the worst B i ever seeeee. cb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*the above go to someone who feel girls work til so late is okay. if you think is you, then ITS YOU LA! if not, close the window. cb. *&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/6063729771425544598-4138457308469488451?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4138457308469488451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=4138457308469488451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4138457308469488451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4138457308469488451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wonder-why-i-met-you.html' title='i wonder why i met you'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3983833020671095994</id><published>2009-07-31T12:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T12:46:49.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work=boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;finally its friday today! wheeee. tml working for fuji at imm. i think i'm much more looking forward to that can. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and there will be another event tonight. argh! super not looking forward la. kan sian. -.- but got free flow of drinks. hmmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yesterday was a blast. cos we were simply being left alone for the first ever event we do together. yoooo, cos HE claim that HE is in a meeting and couldnt come over. ohwell, you know i know. (: and i simply detest it. HE were suppose to make the payment for the entertainment ppl, but again, didnt show up. so he left the both of us there marchiam we are like idiots.~ wtf. yes! and i really really really really x100 dont like to work with him. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;however, when he's not around, no one order us around. so we can do what we want. joke and laugh with joshua and dominic. DAMN FUNNNNYYY! yes, me and yp laugh until we nearly die la. so somehow its the fun fun part of it. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but then, again, today we are not going to engaged outside ppl to do for us. so you get what i mean? lol. meaning = boring for me and yp with him! yes, everytime, the first thing he ever tell us is always work and work and work. wtf. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whatever. cant wait for the weekend to arrived and monday to skin my phone. haha. then, happily wait for taiwan trip. cousin pat gonna leave one day before me. 25th aug. ): and she go korea for so long, half a year? cant rmb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and everyone is like getting pay. except the both of us. knnbccb. whatever. i think i make a wrong decision again. cos smehow, i dont feel happy at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3983833020671095994?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3983833020671095994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3983833020671095994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3983833020671095994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3983833020671095994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/workboring.html' title='work=boring'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-6562446674811646005</id><published>2009-07-30T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:56:20.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omnia 2 babylove.</title><content type='html'>omg, i dont think work is nice at all. wth. ): i feel damn super un-motivated at all la. roars! somemore we only can get our pay at 6th and then, when there's event we cant take cab home. its like so stupid la. ): aiya, whatever. i just feel sooooo unhappy at work. luckily i'm not alone lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just brought my omnia 2 on the 27th july. and i love it plenty la. even though its like so hard to use and stuff. but then, i still like it. cos i wanna skin it to red or gold. lol. :D and i got money now. i cant wait to skin and turn it into a pretty and chio babylove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend brought his E75 recently. luckily i didnt get it. screen too small for me. hahaha. and somemore its like very hard to use too. but still i like it when both of us got new phone. at least we dont feel left out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, recently, work, eat, out and shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet dear ytd and stay over at tampines. chill and solved our phone problem. got a new adapter for it too. wheee. i think its just so beautiful. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work work work. _l_ tml got one more events and i'm so not looking forward to it. argh, cant wait for weekend to ocme, adn i can go imm again to havoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeeee. tibit thingy again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-6562446674811646005?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6562446674811646005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=6562446674811646005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6562446674811646005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6562446674811646005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/omnia-2-babylove.html' title='omnia 2 babylove.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1161214266070489571</id><published>2009-07-26T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:16:46.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ranting. no picture. blogger problem! TSK~</title><content type='html'>wahlao, i wanted to post so much, but i dont know what the fcuk is wrong with blogger can. so problematic these days, tsk! it better dont give me so much problem when i'm over in taiwan. currently, busy with work, work and still work. i dont even have much time to meet up with boyfriend. ): and sometime i feel so lonely and pissed off plus my phone spoil, so cant talk on phone, plus i got things to do during work so it became like we are all busy doing our own stuff and led to more arguments. ): so i'm currently feeling damn unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, thursday meet up with sisters. and first of all, congrats xuanmin for passing her driving. :D wheee, got ppl fetch soon! and happy advanced birthday to tricia and happy 19th to rachie. :D how time flies. and whenever we meet up, i just hope time wont pass so much. cos i felt so relax so much to talk about, so happy about everything. when tricia make her wish, she said; ' i hope all of us can stay like this forever.' i felt so touched and so happy at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but xm gonna leave us soon. next year jan to aust, i know i gonna cry again. just like when rachie left me tht time. ): but still have to face it la. at least, its better nowadays, i travel more often and it gave me more reason to go aust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its super duper tiring. and i hate it. cos we need to attend 2meetings. omg. and thursday and friday, we have to work til real late. im freaking tired la. ): and i fell asleep almost as and when i'm in the car. and mabir going to bangkok. so left rishi and us. super ):!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pay gonna be out only on the 6th. alamak. and my phone is damn fcuking spoilt which make me so not happy too. chey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much, somehow i dont really fancy work. maybe. sigh. so much to do and so much to cover. argh. i wished i can meet up with waishan to gossip with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the lighter note, veron brought baileys for me from switz~ and i gonna get one more bottle when i'm back from taiwan. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i really cant wait for taiwan cos i need a break from all this shit. and spend some quality time with dear. i love him still. and he's trying very hard to tahan my temper for this past few weeks. i just need some time to spend with you and i just miss those time we have. one year? you think i can make it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1161214266070489571?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1161214266070489571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1161214266070489571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1161214266070489571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1161214266070489571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/ranting-no-picture-blogger-problem-tsk.html' title='ranting. no picture. blogger problem! TSK~'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5729510288910809465</id><published>2009-07-19T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:43:00.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;feeling tired, pissed and somewhat annoyed too. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;im so freaking tired today even though i'm like having so much fun at work. heh. cos simply we talk, laugh and joke like as usual la. and got food fair, brought food and eat, gossip. alamak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and on a random side, i wanted to cut hair badly. ): going to lot1 to check out iphone 3Gs for boyfriend and mommy say samsung jet can be brought next week. then next sat i'm so not going to work already. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nextttt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;idont know why i'm like getting mood swing lately. maybe til to the amount of work i'm handling. like non stop of calling, proposal, follow up and stuff, and honestly, i dread going to work. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;on a happier note, i realised that we might be getting our pay on the 1st aug, why? cos july conisist of 5weeks. heh.. so we start our attachement on  the 2nd week, then, by the end of the month, we should be paid la. lol. 4weeks of work = money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and i'm like going to taiwan around one month time. happy and unahppy too. mixed feeling. whatever. );&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i cant wait to meet up with the girls on 23rd. lol. misses! photo preview. awwww,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SmM9Qbc6qxI/AAAAAAAAC-M/gMyl3v9HSOw/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SmM9Qbc6qxI/AAAAAAAAC-M/gMyl3v9HSOw/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360195333957266194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;got 5 more, but cant reveal. if not my special someone far away will get to see it on my blog. ): lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then she wont be surprise anymore. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and then, i'm feeling quite pissed as usual. cos i'm hungry! whatever. and i just really loss of words. omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i miss waishan, alvin and yuheng. wonder are they living on better without me. tsk. ): lollll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;alamak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i miss bedok85 food too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hopefully dear can bring me go and eat soon. and i miss him so much. cos we have not been meeting up these days. ): and his house under renovation. cant wait for it to renovate finish, cos it should be bigger and much more cleaner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;what got me moody is that i have to work for TOMORROW again. and counting down of the week, start like nobody business. hopefully, it pass faster lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5729510288910809465?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5729510288910809465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5729510288910809465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5729510288910809465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5729510288910809465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SmM9Qbc6qxI/AAAAAAAAC-M/gMyl3v9HSOw/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-2663649135861782724</id><published>2009-07-16T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:52:55.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upset.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i thought i said i dont care. i thought i say i dont mind. yes, i shouldnt even give a damn. cos i thought its obvious and you should know about it. im tired of pacifying and i dont think i'm in fault. well, if everything meant to go this way, let it be, i got nothing much to comment or say about it. i'm tired, real tired of making a fuss over such a small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;well, i wonder. sometime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;let it be. phone corrupted. supposed to call up alvin wong and tanyuheng. but was searching through the phone, i forgot they are gone. ): it make me felt ultra sadness when they wasnt there to listen to me whine. sigh. well, they have been with me through the hardest time of all. but then well, no matter how upset i'm life still go on. alamak. i miss them so much. i felt so much happier then. ): well, i was the one saying i would love to get out of shatec, i'm the one who say it's better to be outside compare to now. just merely about one week, and it bring me down again. ohwell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;on a lighter note, i will be buying iphone for dear and myself a samsung jet. :D initiatly we wanted the same phone, but then, i prefer samsung jet then iphone as i dont know how to use iphone. and i wanted to get 3G for him, but come to think of it, alvin got it like so long ago, and its ultra boliao if i buy it now, so i will get him a 3Gs. :D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;well, it just depend on mutual understanding i guess. i say i dont care. and i really dont. i'm sick. and fcuk the sore throat, cough. ): i hate it. whatever, i think i'm just upset. its okay.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;alamak, miss wongwaishan too. ):):): okay, oreo hocklicks soon. love. yay! until i recover la. if not i mc again, then more problems. sighhhhhh. well, mooncake festival, i will get you one. :D i mean a snowy skin mooncake. promise. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only today is 3rd july 2010. how i wish. so near yet so far.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;was talking to alvin wong just now. felt happier. at least, i know i'm not alone. gonna meet the other 2 up on 7th aug. omg. -.- yes and i cant wait for it. :D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and yes, i merely endure one week. congrats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sl4IaCuzmRI/AAAAAAAAC-E/yphb7ahBhx8/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sl4IaCuzmRI/AAAAAAAAC-E/yphb7ahBhx8/s320/IMG_0773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358729850120280338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;我真地想念你们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-2663649135861782724?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2663649135861782724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=2663649135861782724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2663649135861782724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2663649135861782724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/upset.html' title='upset.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sl4IaCuzmRI/AAAAAAAAC-E/yphb7ahBhx8/s72-c/IMG_0773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8947885334494774155</id><published>2009-07-15T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:34:50.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick and tired of everything. ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm so on mc today. cos... i'm freaking tired. ): omg. -.- you can never imagine how freaking tired i'm. was damn pissed off ytd too, dont know for whatever fcuk reason la. tsk. ): then, left office early and by 6.10 i'm already at yishun mrt. hahaha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;back home and i sleep all the way from 7pm til today 12pm. alamak, 17hours of sleep and just ate maggi mee, now mahjonging online and as usual la. will be meeting lim later. yay! cos we are both going to see doctor together. ): i need a mc. and i'm still thinking if i need 1day or 2days. :X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okay, nothing much to update except i have been working so hard this few days. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAAHA/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shall contiue to enjoy my long awaiting 'holiday'. precious mintue and hour man. so pathetic. i hate working life. tsk. ): ROARRRRSSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8947885334494774155?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8947885334494774155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8947885334494774155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8947885334494774155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8947885334494774155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick-and-tired-of-everything.html' title='sick and tired of everything. ):'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5724025798395701373</id><published>2009-07-12T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:38:05.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you baby.</title><content type='html'>omg. i think boyfriend is damn sweet to me today. actually not only today, basically, he is damn nice to me almost everyday. :D only i'm the evil one. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a bad headache today so leding to me being damn fustrated and not myself. after serving one pair of customer which really boil my blood. wtf, make in japan and make in china got huge different. just hate the way they keep test this and tht. whatever. forget it. and thennn, i am so super pek chek. cos my fcuk up phone jsut spoilt without giving me warning lor. wtf. ):\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SlnznRNDxgI/AAAAAAAAC9U/SKx_DtXuArc/s1600-h/IMG_1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SlnznRNDxgI/AAAAAAAAC9U/SKx_DtXuArc/s320/IMG_1136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581087692539394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SlnznjIF-RI/AAAAAAAAC9c/xOc-79eya-Q/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SlnznjIF-RI/AAAAAAAAC9c/xOc-79eya-Q/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581092503550226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ITTTTT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn, dear came to pick me up at around 8pm. but i work til 9pm. lol. so he brought with him jco donuts, one medium size tigger bear. haha. to surprise me of cos. hugsssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he rot himself for one an hour in the counter then off we go. so outside bd got this kiap kiap machine lor. then i only say i wanted the cookie monster. very cute. he change 5$ to kiap it. but cannot get, so he change another 2$, then follow by 1$ more. fcuk. it's damn exp la. but he say nvm. i like can liao. -.- what the hell. i cant imagine he can be so nice after we been together for 17months and somemore my bad temper. alamak. if is me. omg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sln0ELQMydI/AAAAAAAAC9k/wNNEKZpVyGk/s1600-h/IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sln0ELQMydI/AAAAAAAAC9k/wNNEKZpVyGk/s320/IMG_1140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581584311306706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sln0EbP-seI/AAAAAAAAC9s/bKwQ2kcuJeo/s1600-h/IMG_1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sln0EbP-seI/AAAAAAAAC9s/bKwQ2kcuJeo/s320/IMG_1146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581588605350370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walk all the way to pasar malam and he insist of buying me food from there. alamak. so sweet right. hahaha, even though we didnt go to very exp places but i just love it when he come and pick me up. heh. thennn, he went home and me back to cck. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnnn, tml working again. im so not looking forward and i dont know why. cheebye, i think i gonna die already la. owe so much money and i really dont know how to pay. faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for taiwan trip with him and i gonna bring tigger along, if possible. ohya, did i mention my fcukup phone die on me. all my contact was lost! knnb. ): i need my samsung jet SOON. alamak. damn pekchek know. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sln0Essd2dI/AAAAAAAAC90/UnOv5zIhJ9k/s1600-h/IMG_1147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sln0Essd2dI/AAAAAAAAC90/UnOv5zIhJ9k/s320/IMG_1147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357581593288235474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE PEOPLE. i got a very sweeet boyfriend. hahaha. anddddd, sleep. work again tml. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5724025798395701373?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5724025798395701373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5724025798395701373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5724025798395701373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5724025798395701373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you-baby.html' title='i love you baby.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SlnznRNDxgI/AAAAAAAAC9U/SKx_DtXuArc/s72-c/IMG_1136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5372313785774095194</id><published>2009-07-09T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:31:10.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 17month tml.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, what did i basically did for the past 2days during work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-cold calling-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;which mean asking others if they need help in events planning and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-fax proposal-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;faxing to blah blah company and stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-doing up proposal-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;omg. -.- yp having headache more compare to me. cos her's is 10k, while mine is all small fishes. like ikan bilis leh. lol. :D and sway of all, most of my project are during 1st jan countdown night and the early morning kind. which make yp buay tahan. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay, on motivation of working is that i keep counting down to the time i have work in the company, which mean i will get my pay faster. so i can buy my coach wristlet.i have already make up my mind yo. i need a wristlet this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay, i printd 20 pages of taiwan trip tips and 4pages for my airticket, 1 page of my taiwan subway track. HAHA. x: all using company one la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;basically, we laugh, we joke, we imagine, we msn, we twitter, we facebook, we search about everything online. so time got to pass faster. what we look forward to is lunch break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;been wearing damn slack clothing to work everyday, so we are going to bring our formal wear to work tml. in case we have urgent meeting, change! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;soooo, lastly, a early &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 1YEAR&amp;amp;5MONTHS to MR STEVEN CHOW&amp;amp; ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;it been so long we been together. so much things to say and so much we have done together. be it those sweet one, bitter one, sour one, it just make me realised how dear you are to me. :) and for this 12days you have been gone, i miss you even more. i miss hugging you to sleep. miss your hug. everything. thankyou for being there for me whenever i'm feeling so unhappy. you are the best boyfriend ever, cos i know you love me more than anything. i'm looking forward to our taiwan trip coming up next. cos you just meant so much to me. ilu. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lastly, HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY SNG ZHONGPING. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;which is officially today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY YONGWEI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;im sorry i'm unable to attend ur party. but i always rmb you as my best 'sister' forever love yooo. if you rmb. HAHA. thanks alot for being there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and, i'm basically working &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7days/week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can i survived? i hope so. sleepy. night~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5372313785774095194?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5372313785774095194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5372313785774095194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5372313785774095194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5372313785774095194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-17month-tml.html' title='happy 17month tml.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-870873301100428755</id><published>2009-07-08T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:13:11.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST DAY OF WORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you can say its good but also not too good. we slack the entire day. all we have ever done was sorting out namecards for at least 1/2 hour. (in between we msn,  facebook, tweet laugh and joke.) then, we order kfc delivery. when boss was sick and the other one is out for meeting. *i like* lol. so the new office is left just the 2 of us. haha. camwhore and was like talking on msn and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;everything. so time would passed much faster right. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;so boss2 came back during lunch time and was asking us to do cold calling. knn, i cant believe that out of 33 companies, none wanted to do event. *good sign* and then, we start to rotate to call and reading up past emails. those haven settle one we go settle etc. used up 20mins of our time, and boss2 went out again. hahaha. so we slack as usual. coke and ice peach tea all. (: next, he came back at 4.30 telling us that we can go home at 5.30pm today. earlier. cos he wont be coming back at all. but tml, he will be with us the whole day. ohwell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;working tml. andj iayou. we need to work 19more times to pay day! haha. :D 700$. and i'm sooo looking forward yo. okay, hopefully it turn out well. and somehow i dont know why we seem so slack. everything is still fine, and i will need to wear shorts and shirt to work tml. good. i like. hahaha. damn slack. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay, and i'm missing dear right now. he didnt call me at all. i really miss him alot. somehow, after work is home. no more other activities. i really wish to meet up with him. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-870873301100428755?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/870873301100428755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=870873301100428755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/870873301100428755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/870873301100428755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-day.html' title='first day/'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-2099321444824108866</id><published>2009-07-06T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:57:48.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day with kith, bugis and peranakan meal. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;omg, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last day of holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. was well spend after all. *wide-grin* lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;early morning, lim came o my place to slackkk. D: then went off to prepare and off to lot1 to meet up with wukim to take kith for movie. heh. so, brought the tickets and its super long queue. kith was still behaving at tht point of time. lalala. x: then, lim brought him to arcade etc and blah. movie started, and he refuse to go in, cos he scare. ): so, bobian. bluff him already then we got to go in and watch. i can feel he's CRYING. lol. sooo, half way through the movie he say:' I DONT WANTO WATCH ALREADY! I SCARE.' and i brought him out. msg with lim, cos she still inside, then awhile later, she's out. :D love her so much la. she damn understanding cannn. then she still pei kith all. heh. then.. we brought kith to the playground and play. FUN! and he sweat like hell and got okay after awhile. love him plenty. off to mac for lunch and cotton on etc. a day spend with him. 4hours? lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;off to bugis to shop. and i finally brought my sling bag. and i love it to the maxxxx. :D okay, my mum gonna kpkb again. but tht one useful la. i can use on weekend. starting of work tml. and i got me a little sian. ): and this sweet girl acc me til i'm bout to leave. so nice right. help me take care of kids all. love her laaaa. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;then, to aljunied to meet waishan and off to katong to meet up with yuheng and alvin. fcuking sian. cos i was at the whole stretch of street looking for them. cb, cant find. pekchek and so hot. saw peifen. lol. miss her man. thennn, finally to katong shopping centre and found them. dinner together. (: we have the peranakan food. cos i was like wanting to try and everything. not too bad, not tht nice either. :x wahlao. i tot the tv show like damn nice and everything. heh. so we have the nonya food. and back home. lol. gossip and chit chat alot. cos i really miss my clique so much. and yes, last meeting up yo. HAHA. will meet up regularly la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dear's in army now. ): 6more days. and he's coming out. good food next and pay! going to payoff my debts and stuff. i love it. and we are so going to taiwannnn. okay i been niaming for dont know how long. ZzZ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;off to sleep early. cos work start early as well. jiayou! and it mark the start of our battle. hopefully, it all went well la. :D\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*AND BLOGGER IS BEING A BITCH AGAIN! WANTED TO UPLOAD PHOTOS BUT CANNOT. KNNNNN!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;all pictures on facebook. *wide-grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-2099321444824108866?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2099321444824108866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=2099321444824108866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2099321444824108866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2099321444824108866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-with-kith-bugis-and-peranakan-meal.html' title='day with kith, bugis and peranakan meal. :D'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8020646280437259042</id><published>2009-07-04T00:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:17:54.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kith and more kith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;omg. post #500. i came so farrrrr. okay, lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what did i do for this couple of days, basically nothing much. mobtv-ing, facebook-ing, sleeping. heh. lol. sleeping til marchiam no tml. eversince wed. supposed to work on thursday. too lazy to even agreed to work la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and dear just gimme a call, saying he is alright all. and he cant book out tml. cos got live firing. ): how i wish he could surprise me like in the past. he called me and say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;he: where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me: at home la. slack lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;he: you want to see me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me: ya la. but u in camp what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;he: u open the door now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;so i went to open. i saw him. omg. -.- okay la. i miss him like siao what. so i damn happy that time. :D and he brought me a pair of snoopy stylus. yooooo. so mad like crazy right. heh. how i wish he will buy me something this time. but i got nothing which i really want. except for my kate spade bag and my psp. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;but now, no spending of $$$. cos i'm saving for my taiwan trip. lol. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*wide-grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sudden crave of sushi ytd. so meet up with shan today and we have suki sushi. fcuk, so full that we nearly puke. ): but yummy still. i love the food. will go food acid with dear soon. heh. so went off to taka. somehow got a feeling she same as me sia. keep looking at branded. -.- faint. okay, meet up with CJ then we slack, chat and camwhore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;back home. watch tv til now. my dog is gone. ): and i miss it so much. roars. i nearly cry when my ah ma bring them to my aunt house today. sad. yes, very. ): sighhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;whatever. tml working again. pray hard. good sales pls. and ohya, monday no work. cos they are changing sever for it. :D lol. good. so we can have FOC for tht day. i love it. so i'm bringing kith out on my own. yes, good luck to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47gUa3s9I/AAAAAAAAC7s/O_knEDjXh0g/s1600-h/5114_112187191544_592091544_2491405_4813424_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47gUa3s9I/AAAAAAAAC7s/O_knEDjXh0g/s320/5114_112187191544_592091544_2491405_4813424_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354282433413362642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay, he was fu yan-ing us to take photo. cos its hot. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47gtMYItI/AAAAAAAAC70/-YojvcmX5a0/s1600-h/5114_112187411544_592091544_2491439_5335242_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47gtMYItI/AAAAAAAAC70/-YojvcmX5a0/s320/5114_112187411544_592091544_2491439_5335242_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354282440063460050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me VS monster neo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47g-HQy8I/AAAAAAAAC78/FfPPpsX6NKA/s1600-h/5114_112187471544_592091544_2491449_5934836_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47g-HQy8I/AAAAAAAAC78/FfPPpsX6NKA/s320/5114_112187471544_592091544_2491449_5934836_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354282444605410242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay. we are actually not so old thoughh. just that the older one didnt follow. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47hD5_-aI/AAAAAAAAC8E/vbbOcsw3Kh0/s1600-h/5114_112187621544_592091544_2491475_6549022_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47hD5_-aI/AAAAAAAAC8E/vbbOcsw3Kh0/s320/5114_112187621544_592091544_2491475_6549022_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354282446160394658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;he and his older bro. dont look alike at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47hQbPYWI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Co55Uh9jmGs/s1600-h/5114_112187626544_592091544_2491476_4610500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47hQbPYWI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Co55Uh9jmGs/s320/5114_112187626544_592091544_2491476_4610500_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354282449521041762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cheeky boy/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47tG9XS8I/AAAAAAAAC8U/V0L9LVThQN0/s1600-h/5114_112187756544_592091544_2491496_7450466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47tG9XS8I/AAAAAAAAC8U/V0L9LVThQN0/s320/5114_112187756544_592091544_2491496_7450466_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354282653138242498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bleahhhh/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47tLB1M5I/AAAAAAAAC8c/ivZWYGofRFE/s1600-h/5114_112187761544_592091544_2491497_3134859_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47tLB1M5I/AAAAAAAAC8c/ivZWYGofRFE/s320/5114_112187761544_592091544_2491497_3134859_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354282654230721426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;duck face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47tTXlQAI/AAAAAAAAC8k/czA-ljEDKOs/s1600-h/5114_112187781544_592091544_2491499_5713129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47tTXlQAI/AAAAAAAAC8k/czA-ljEDKOs/s320/5114_112187781544_592091544_2491499_5713129_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354282656469434370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;my lovely boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yes, i gonna be young mommy on monday. wish me luck. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8020646280437259042?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8020646280437259042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8020646280437259042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8020646280437259042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8020646280437259042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/kith-and-more-kith.html' title='kith and more kith'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sk47gUa3s9I/AAAAAAAAC7s/O_knEDjXh0g/s72-c/5114_112187191544_592091544_2491405_4813424_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-2125666913023989283</id><published>2009-07-01T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:51:16.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-wanted to upload photos, but blogger seem to have prob. i uploaded liao, but no pictures?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nua-ed at home today again. good. and i love it. sleep til like no tml. heh. and i woke up at 3,45pm today. but i slept at 3am ytd. lol. so tired after the roadshow. its not tht type of tired that you work alot, its those type like you got nothing better to do. and you have to stand there like noob. ): so angry! yesterday only sold 1. and i simply hate the politic there. omg. -.- damn lame. and i hate emerson so much. he didnt do anything to me but just that he act like what big fcuk all. and i simply dislike it. omg, why should promoters sold one all give him, yet he didnt even bother to help take the goods etc. super unfair. i still prefer imm. no politic, more love from them. heh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;day 3 without dear. no phone call, no msg. sian. luckily only last for 2weeks, if he now then go army for 2 years i think i will go crazy. ): i really got nothing to do. wanted to download 省钱王出游记 for my taiwan info. but the dumb mobtv dont have lor. only got the series of local one. ZzZz. ): and i wanted to meet up ying and min for dinner later. but seem like it getting no where. lol. X:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;its settle that i will be going taiwan and i gotten a series of info from my friends and in the net. as well as mike. more to come. hopefully by then, pork flu is over. :D and its also confirm that i will be bringing little kith for movie at lot1 for ice age 3. heh. cant wait man. bring little boy out. my favourite! (only him, the other kids, no please.) then after tht mayb can bring him to lot1 the water place there to play also. heh. wu kim damn funny, she say i can bring him out anytime, anywhere. as long as i'm willing. but she have to wait for him outside the cinema, in case he cry. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oh, was just recalling that kith didnt cry on me before. like when i bring him out or what, he's very good boy to follow me. haha. he dont cry lehh. lol. even tht day i accidentally pour the syrup water on his head. he look at him and smile. he thought i playing with him. -.- he only cry when i didnt want him to follow me. ahhhh, so cute. ok, stop about kith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;next, tired. superb. ): and i'm missing mahjong so much that i cant wait to play. malaysia tml with wongwaishan. cos we decided to go eat and chill there. (: at least, i'm not nua-ing at home. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss hugging dear to sleep. i miss talking on phone with him. i just miss everything lor. i'm so used to his presence. 11more days. suffering going to end. but then, 6th july, the war start again. ): need to fight the battle for at least one year. roars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dislike working in vivocity and i hate it so much. please, no more. omg. -.-&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/6063729771425544598-2125666913023989283?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2125666913023989283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=2125666913023989283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2125666913023989283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2125666913023989283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/miss.html' title='miss.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1871720758444544919</id><published>2009-06-30T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:37:31.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiredddd.</title><content type='html'>i wonder why is facebook so laggy can. knn. damn pekchek. ): ccb. somemore my mp3 no bat, now charging, i cant sleeeppp. ): lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today last minute, they call me up for roadshow. cos that girl fall sick. heh. im soooo tired. cos there are nothing for me to do over there. bored until i got very sleepy. ): i miss my boy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really miss kith too. looking at the family trip, i just miss him lor. nothing better to do. im sleeping soon. yawns. i will upload my boy photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my dear so muchhhhhhh. lol. today he first day there. damn it/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more day nearer to he coming back. :D i love u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1871720758444544919?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1871720758444544919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1871720758444544919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1871720758444544919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1871720758444544919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/tiredddd.html' title='tiredddd.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3385253297309257247</id><published>2009-06-29T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:42:17.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye my dear boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okay, finally i endure 2days of working. sales was relatively good. cos i was trying so hard to make up what i have done. and i dont know why, they are just so nice to me. especially mike and martono. they never make me feel i'm so lonely before. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okay, so they are trying os hard to talk me out of it. ): lol. like telling me what i should do and what i shouldnt. heh. okay, total 7sets for sat and 5sets for today. cool. i love it. hopefully everything went off went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so work at outlet for 6days only and plus claiming of commision is around 700+ then plus my pc show should be 810$ total will after cpf will be 1.3k. heh. plus my 700$ from attachement. cool yo. i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;$$$$$$$$$ make me so much happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, work aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;then one more good news, thanks to juanne. she help me and dear book our taiwan tickets on 26th aug til 1st sep. lalala. happy! i love it. cos i'm finally going taiwan. obviously i'm going to spend a bomb again. so bye kate spade bag and my psp. no more. til next next month. ): roars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;taiwan, here i come. mike was damn nice. he was like teaching me where to go, where to stay. like basically everything. yooooo, so damn nice right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;back to my aunty house for dinner. yummmmmy. i love it. and i miss LT. heh. nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i just realised i hate you more and more. yes, the unforgiven one. i seriously hope u die or get bang down by car or smth. cheebye. or kena rape and murder also good. i just simply detest you so much._l_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;andddddddddd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dear is going to reservist tml. for 2weeks yooo. and he came to acc me for lunch break. all the way from tampines til imm. he treat me my favourite pepper lunch. heh. i love you so muchhhh. D: cannot be calculate by numbers. lol. ): gonna endure the loneliness of 14days til he's back. my dear boyyyy. (: bye bye love. and i just dont like it he make it sound like he gonna leave forever. i just think its very ahem. okay, nvm. i still love you no matter what. and we are so going to taiwan. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3385253297309257247?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3385253297309257247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3385253297309257247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3385253297309257247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3385253297309257247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-bye-my-dear-boyfriend.html' title='bye bye my dear boyfriend'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-6564936777002591782</id><published>2009-06-26T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:20:26.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>transformer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ok, back from dear place in the afternoon, yawns. ): lol. yesterday we went to watch transformer can. even though i dont really know the character name, the different transformer, i only identify them through the colour. except bumblebee. lol. but its not too bad and i kind of think the graphic and effect is good. when the red colour machine die or smth, i was so sad. ): but after all, not too bad. i was kind of excited in the middle or rather til the end, when they are trying to save the red one. hahaha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;so cab back home from downtown east. ahhh, not exp at all. midnight charge and all only $6. hahaha. my treat to dear okay. transformer. cos he gonna watch ice age 3 and harry potter with me. i cant wait for harry potter too. *thumbs up* lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay, so i slept at 3am yesterday and woke up at 11. sibei tired. eat already home then from 6pm i sleep til 10pm again. tml work. ): not really that happy. cos should be damn competitve again. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. im actually feel sleepy right now. andddd, i'm thinking of getting blackberry or E75. i dont mind a blackberry but the subscribe is abit high. and i see ven trying so hard to use, i dont think i have such energy mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the other hand, i have been sleeping for most of the time. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;next, i will never forgive you. never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-6564936777002591782?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6564936777002591782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=6564936777002591782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6564936777002591782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6564936777002591782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformer.html' title='transformer'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3638485125050292141</id><published>2009-06-24T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:52:02.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day of my holiday GONE. ):</title><content type='html'>aiyoooooo, why so sian one. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday to ahliang's place for mahjong. won 10$ only. lol. luckily only lose to shan 2$ nia. heh. and finally, i game 5 tais. for the first time. :X if not always is lack of card or smth. HAHAHA. then got one round, i can game 2tai, but i act smart all, in the end, ahliang won. :( but its okay, overall, i have lots of fun. i love mahjong. getting so into it recently. argh. fully enjoy my longggg, holiday. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear promised to taiwan for a trip during sep. if everything is okay, we gonna book our tickets soon. this is just something which make me really grin. i'm finally going to taiwan. good food, good sleep and everything. it just so exciting yo. he better dont last minute tell me he couldnt make it, cos i wil lgo crazy and *pull his hair* lol. :X okay, once i got my It show money, heh... most probably going for 7days? or lesser. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, makara getting married like duh. and the date is fixed. ask me if anyone is keen. lol. i'm so excited. cos its the first time i gonna attend a cambodian wedding and i was really surprised our friendship last. :D i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to army market for good food. sotong, stingray and ayam pen-nak. (dont know how to spell) cool and yummmmyyy. :X lol, was damn shack and got fcuking pissed off when waiting for ws. i actually send her a msg, saying i'm fcuking DL, and we are not going to meet. lol. so in the end, when she reach, i saw her knee was full of blood. yucks. she fall. :X cos one auntie was like riding bicycle and knocked into her or smth. HAHAHA. laugh til pengggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from dear's place to my own house. supposed to meet up with ws at her place. this girl actually gave me her house key. zzZZ. then, until 4am i'm still tossing on the bed, so not used and hot i think. i msg her saying i'm not going over anymore in the morning, cos i need to sleeeeppp. :D&lt;br /&gt;then morning, bused home. tabao ljs breakfast somemore. yummmm. sleep all the way until 3plus. seriously, life's damn BORED. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i can go anywhere i want. supposed to go malaysia today  but postpone, cos most probably going with ven and ryan. :D dear finally spare my life of dont need to acc him watch transformer. :X okay la. actually i'm rather okay to wathc since like everyone is saying its so nice all. but nvm, i cant wait for iceage 3. :D wheeee. i wait for damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a ralph lauren bag.&lt;br /&gt;i want a kate spate bag.&lt;br /&gt;i want a small sling bag.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go taiwan right now! :D&lt;br /&gt;i want a pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;i want clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i want MONEY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3638485125050292141?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3638485125050292141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3638485125050292141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3638485125050292141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3638485125050292141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-day-of-my-holiday-gone.html' title='another day of my holiday GONE. ):'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5946837137701440246</id><published>2009-06-22T12:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:36:21.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of freedom, first day of holiday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;currently; HOLIDAY. yuhooooo. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;and i have been busying, sleeping, mahjonging, eating, spending money as if i own a waterfall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;friday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;last day of school. we went to bugis for seoul garden. have damn lot of fun. (: kassim, zhangxi, shabri, patricia, yuheng, waishan, yenping and ME! :D lol, took more than 130+photos. and 2 polaroid. one with ven, the other one with me. when i'm typing this post, somehow, i start to miss them already. roarrrrs. ): anyway, forever in my heart la. no worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sj8FtVA8qII/AAAAAAAAC6U/kyYLxZj96Ic/s1600-h/IMG_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sj8FtVA8qII/AAAAAAAAC6U/kyYLxZj96Ic/s320/IMG_0861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350001158632810626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;seee, so nice right. by canon ixus what. lol. and this photo can sell alot of money. cos yuheng is smiling. ANYONE WANTO BUY FROM ME. bid start from 50$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;alvin went to oversea liao. good bye my friendddd. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sj8FtC_YRbI/AAAAAAAAC6M/r3F025QMxNQ/s1600-h/IMG_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sj8FtC_YRbI/AAAAAAAAC6M/r3F025QMxNQ/s320/IMG_0777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350001153794393522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;lol, due to the flash la. ): nevermind. still, it look PERFECT to me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;thenn, we wento take neoprint. like ah siao. never take before all. (i mean themmm.) lol, so in the end, they choose the printing so small, cannot see the face one. luckily, i so smart, i took picture on the screeennn. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sj8Fta_YvbI/AAAAAAAAC6c/xfU201kZVak/s1600-h/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sj8Fta_YvbI/AAAAAAAAC6c/xfU201kZVak/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350001160236875186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lol, nice? i love it so much la. and most of it is on fb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and lastly, the photo for the other 3 who gone through so much and tahan so much of mine. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sj8FsyrbVAI/AAAAAAAAC6E/z9xU56hE4WM/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sj8FsyrbVAI/AAAAAAAAC6E/z9xU56hE4WM/s320/IMG_0773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350001149415740418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me, waishan, alvin, yuheng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;even though i'm the wwf, but you 3 are always my wbf. D: hugs* gonna miss them like  crazy. cos the other 3 are working at east side, only me at the north. ): lol. soooo, they say they are meeting up without ME. wtf. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;saturday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;working is like shittttt. ): back from show, and my sales drop like crazy. no one wanted to buy AT ALL. cb. so i never close at all. lol. back home, was feeling so sick, i went to sleep straight away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;yesterday, went off to meet them at lot1. the mac gang. lol. we brought plenty of food to peggy house for gathering. so, penny, peggy, juanne, shawn, jeff, jae and me. eat already to shawn's place for mahjong. WON. damn good luck. :x in the end, i win 35$. hahaha. and jae won 7$. jeff lose 20$ and shawn lose 22$. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;but overall, its funnnn. i love mahjong. yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;so today, going to liang's place for mahjong again. cos zx went back to china, he's feeling damn lonely. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;i'm so hungry. and i'm thinking what should i eat later. tsk. sibei hungry leh. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5946837137701440246?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5946837137701440246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5946837137701440246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5946837137701440246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5946837137701440246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-of-freedom-first-day-of.html' title='first day of freedom, first day of holiday.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sj8FtVA8qII/AAAAAAAAC6U/kyYLxZj96Ic/s72-c/IMG_0861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5480855064855182880</id><published>2009-06-18T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:14:55.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im happy they are in my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;4 down, 1 more to go. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, today airline ticketing is damn fcuking heng cannn. waishan help me buy my book yesterday and she really went to copy the notes and paste the example step by step for me! and also labeling what page etc. omg. -.- i think i need alot ALOT of energy and time to do so, and even though i'm seem like i cant be bother with it but actually, i appreciate it damn lot. ): and so soon, it gonna be our last day studying together, walking to school together, gossip and updating each other. no doubt, i will miss my cliques but not SHATEC. X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tml POM, and i reaslied i didnt have the book. actually long ago i know liao. but then.. ): i cant be bother to find. can you believe that my another 3 bff went around asking for me. while i really cant be bother again. :X waishan find her ways and mean to ask EVERYONE, yes, even yp's hots tht dhm girl. lol. yuheng and paige look for the whole afternoon. alvin, as well. ( i dont really think he care, cos i'm the least tht he bother. lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okay, i'm reay glad tht through out my shatec life, i met them. yes, despite we always fight and giving in etc, i really gonna miss them when attachement start. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i will miss ven and shabri encouraging me when i'm feeeelllliiinnnngggg damn down and feeling i'm the lousiest. i will miss yp telling me actually i'm the wwf. and i really cmi all. i will pat suaning me toooo. i will miss waishan even though she fcuking fussy and stuff, but still when i need help, she will be the first i will think of. whenever things happen, she is there. she once told me to give my bf another chance, cos if he bully me, she make sure she will slap him. i will miss yuheng saying that we are just so slack and lousy. i will miss alvin telling me even he's bucking up. i miss kassim too. lol. cos he's just like my elder brother. :D i will miss zhangxi, cos she's just so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;but i know our friendship not going to end. NOT!!! lol. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yes, you all are the best gifts that god have gave you guys to me. i'll carry on to cherish you all like my label stuff. (not a very good describtion though.) but i cant find anything that is as important to me and i will protect it no matter what. just like you all. my 2years friend. more to comeeee. (: and will be on my inviting list for my wedding. and not as a guest but as my bridemaid. (still longgggg) but i'm really glad we became friends, not only friends but BEST FRIENDS in the end. hugs. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;wellll, on the other hand, i'm happy cos i have finally endure 2years and i hate shatec and the trianer and their management. ): lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOODBYE PEOPLE! WELCOME HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5480855064855182880?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5480855064855182880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5480855064855182880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5480855064855182880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5480855064855182880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-happy-they-are-in-my-life.html' title='im happy they are in my life.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8965583873669571750</id><published>2009-06-17T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:37:56.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjkJ3sKC_xI/AAAAAAAAC5s/C1UPAX-e_qw/s1600-h/edit+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjkJ3sKC_xI/AAAAAAAAC5s/C1UPAX-e_qw/s320/edit+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348316884829929234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;upload those edited and can let ppl see one. most unglam one is still on fb. lol. enjoy myself today. alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;take my own sweet time to school, took the history exam. i think its alright. cos somehow, i rmb what he say despite i didnt study. whatever. i wrote a least a page long for 10marks question. lol. :D then, when everyone's leaving, i followed too. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;supposed to go off,  but ven remind me we are supposed to head to town tgt. lol. gossip and talk alot on the bus. reached and meet up with ryan and his friend. they went to eat but i didnt, only tag along. cos dear supposed to meet up with me for lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;plaza sing next. then shop awhile went over to cathay. lol. brought tickets, land of the lost or smth. knn. supposed to watch my hannah motana. but then, too many kids. ): to astons for lunch, i have my yummy pepper steak. i dont like pepper, but the taste of it is okay. yum yum.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;after finish watching to taka to shoppppp. ): yes, spend alot again. dear brought me my kose stuff and my pillow.  lol. $44 for kose facial thing and $40 for the pillow. hehs. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;to potian for wonton meee later. and it's not so nice. nothing much, just shopping make me so much happier. i dont know why. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjkJ39nCpfI/AAAAAAAAC50/XlGsvlc-PZE/s1600-h/edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjkJ39nCpfI/AAAAAAAAC50/XlGsvlc-PZE/s320/edit2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348316889514943986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHA. happy together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;*i dont know what else to talk about or say about. if you decided to give up this friendship, somehow i know actually i dont matter that much to you guys too. well, i learnt. nothing gonna last forever. i keep thinking if this thing actually led to us like that, is it worth giving up our 7years? i really dont know. i tried. tried so hard too. but i dont know what else to talk to you. maybe i'm not angry anymore about the dinner, maybe i'm not angry about money. i'm not angry. i'm just wondering, how much do i meant to you guys? no more home coming dinner, cos i see no point if one dont attend. no more forcing of you guys. no more. maybe i could only say i'm more disappoint in myself unable to convince you guys or what. i really dont know. maybe time will heal everything or maybe time will again bring us even apart. i dont wish to say anymore. hopefully all will turn out well. dont have to feel vexed. cos i'm not worth over it. (: take care*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;omg, 2 more days to my holiday. long awaiting oneeee. tell me about it. we are supposed to go ipoh together rmb? we are supposed to board a cruise or smth. i think all this will not happen anymore. am i so weak or is our friendship so fragile. i'm thinking of an answer which i still couldnt figure out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yea, i love shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjkJ4PR-gBI/AAAAAAAAC58/_D5VDpaBlKM/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjkJ4PR-gBI/AAAAAAAAC58/_D5VDpaBlKM/s320/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348316894258429970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;combine easier. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8965583873669571750?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8965583873669571750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8965583873669571750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8965583873669571750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8965583873669571750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/outing-together.html' title='outing together.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjkJ3sKC_xI/AAAAAAAAC5s/C1UPAX-e_qw/s72-c/edit+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-6505634717728434884</id><published>2009-06-17T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:43:09.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE $$$$$</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;okay... one more day. 3 more to go. :D grinnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;what have i done for the entire day today? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;to school for communication in business exam, which i dont know what the fcuk i'm writing for the memo and the letter etc. then wait for the other 3 for like damn freaking long. i dont know what the fcuk did alvin did inside the room, cos he took so long. ): he wanted to lend pencil from me, but i say NO. lol. during exam. so he damn paiseh. but i likeeeee. so, he angry with me, kiddingly saying i sia sway him. lol. :X but still wbf will forever be world best friend la. lol. (: so, the 4 of us went for subway and slackkkkk. and yh force me to copy history notes. and ZZZZ, i'm turn off. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;to amk hub for more study and then ws and me went for movie. lol. ghosts of girlfriend past, not too bad. nothing fancy too. lol. thenn, to suntec for dinner. omg, lost in suntec then HAHA. find our own way. sian. -.- one hour later, bused home. talk alot, share alot. wonder if this friendship gonna be gone after sometime. when attachement start. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;lol, ven going to bring me my cookie monstersssssss. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and history tml. believe it or not, i didnt study again. despite wbfS asked me to copy notes. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;to bp to buy camera etc. home. pay come. i love$$$$$. hehhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-6505634717728434884?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6505634717728434884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=6505634717728434884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6505634717728434884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6505634717728434884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love.html' title='I LOVE $$$$$'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-6056730295384272937</id><published>2009-06-15T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:35:57.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoyyyyy</title><content type='html'>i'm so proud of myself okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i endure the 3days of pc show. lol. and now i have confirmed earn the money. wheeee. i'm sucha happy girl. total earnings of more than 800$ before cpf. lol. :D yay. i sold total of 72. how great right. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. somewhat, i felt super immune to everything. it just dont affect me anymore, finally have a good sleeeeppp. back home after kfc with cliques. lol. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super tired. and yes, i'm still in the recovery state. just send andy the email of which model and what shit i sold. hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i will be darn reach by 21st july. yes, july. pay this wekk, hopefully la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes to you, some what it just affect me no more. HAHA. happy or sad, i dont know. i just gonna enjoy my life and thats it. i dont care or bother, cos its just going round and round and its the same old thing, i'm tired. maybe i really am. i have enough and yes i think so. why should a nineteen year old live like that, my life should be much more happening yoooo. lol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry people, i think i'm fine. HAHA. and yes, yenping gonna be my collegues. happy shalalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-6056730295384272937?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6056730295384272937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=6056730295384272937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6056730295384272937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6056730295384272937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/enjoyyyyy.html' title='enjoyyyyy'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-318958131420385785</id><published>2009-06-14T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:12:25.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pc show day2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;damn tired. ): i got moody today. just becos ppl keep telling me that, 'its my return.' yes, wtf. okay, and if not those ppl who told me abt the defination of 'return customers' are doing the same thing as well. contradict. basically, i was in a darn bad mood. either i was serving was damn long and the 'return customer' theory came, if not just when i was about to close. i got giddy and headache, cos the space is so small, and we were like fcukingly snatching for sales. not really that great, cos most of my big fishes have been snatch. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i seriously think that you are contradict. you told me about this and that, yet you are the one doing this and that. you told me you dislike L, but seem like you are on a good terms with L. wtf. you say S was sucking up to those full timer, tell me about it man. wasnt you doing the same thing? lol. and i hate it when you just tried to touch my back or what yo. i seriously dont like it. its so fake la. trying to tell me, its okay all that i serve, but i dont think so. okay, seriously. i think you are alright and blahh,  i guess its just abt the way you been handling things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;lalala. next, stop telling me about branded. i hate it when you are trying to compare. and stop trying to sound like my bf is like poor, which i dont think so. and i dont really go 'wow' when all your branded was brought from borrowing money from friends. i seriously dont like it. stop emphanising you got a gucci bag etc. yes, i got a coach only. the way you make it sound like my branded are all cheapos. but yours are real real branded. wtf. and yea, getting a burberry wallet which is make in china and i dont think you need to keep asking me where my burberry was make in. like wth, i got annoyed when i say:'italy' and you replied; REALLY? okay, i couldnt deny you are just trying to ur best to be nice or smth. but i seriously hate it when you tryign to flaunt it. get it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-argh, i think it make me somehow wanted to get more branded, but why should i?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i seriously hate ppl who asked and dont buy. just fcuked off and dont tell me, think abt it. cheebye. dont buy dont ask la. knn. today sold 20. yes, they gave tht fcuking stunned look, stop thinking i'm the lousiest can. wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5 f200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2 w33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2 j250&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2 s1500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2 A100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7 j20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, selling waterproof got 5$ more incentives. (: hehs. total, earn 10$ more than first day. pathetic. ): so i earn 224$ today. clapppp. more for tml please. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and i fcuking got blisted leg, cos of the new everlast shoe i wear. knn, its so painful tht i wanted to take out lor. luckily andy allow me to wear slipper tml. hahs. no late. if not must treat them. ZzZ. wtf. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sleeeepppping cos i'm sleeeeppppy.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-318958131420385785?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/318958131420385785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=318958131420385785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/318958131420385785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/318958131420385785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/pc-show-day2.html' title='pc show day2'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-4735360468801491366</id><published>2009-06-12T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:48:57.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont need so many friends, i jsut need a bunch of good ones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjJxQt9xIbI/AAAAAAAAC5M/2JVKJREeIqc/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjJxQt9xIbI/AAAAAAAAC5M/2JVKJREeIqc/s320/IMG_0698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346460239672713650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;fcuk, i think canon is too clear liao. even pimples of whatever shit also can seeee. ): that was a few photos taken during mike's wedding. have dan lots of fun. :D wheeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;okay, that was me and hilmi, best friend tooooo. lol. he purposely wanna hide behind my face at first take, cos he say like tht his face dont look long, so cannot. cos my face look big, so i hide further. cos dear la, sit next seat nia. tsk. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;soooo, the yummy chocolates that mike gave. cos its dark chocolate. super niceee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjJxQz5NRiI/AAAAAAAAC5c/SkDx_1iiVLI/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjJxQz5NRiI/AAAAAAAAC5c/SkDx_1iiVLI/s320/IMG_0691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346460241264199202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love itttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjJxQofs8KI/AAAAAAAAC5U/kaaKl9MODl8/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjJxQofs8KI/AAAAAAAAC5U/kaaKl9MODl8/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346460238204432546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAHA. this look better. i love the blurrrrr feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjJx4UKSnMI/AAAAAAAAC5k/aKOVgBzT_As/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjJx4UKSnMI/AAAAAAAAC5k/aKOVgBzT_As/s320/IMG_0699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346460919940684994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;lastly, the pig head for hilmi. lol. :D he damn dl with us. cos we take the flower put on his plate. hehs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;okay, basically i slack the entire day and i felt  super bored. ): and i got nothing to do. there's no one i can meet up with, so i felt so friend-less. and i'm really knn the sian. i home and eat then i walk to 475 to buy bubbletea. rare cases. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;tml pc show, again. target? 25. i hopeee. lol. whatever. pack bag and sleeeepppp. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-4735360468801491366?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4735360468801491366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=4735360468801491366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4735360468801491366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4735360468801491366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-need-so-many-friends-i-jsut-need.html' title='i dont need so many friends, i jsut need a bunch of good ones.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SjJxQt9xIbI/AAAAAAAAC5M/2JVKJREeIqc/s72-c/IMG_0698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5013867769369420392</id><published>2009-06-12T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:42:37.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pc show day1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, pc show today. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i was like a total failure at the start. reach at 1pm thanks to alvin, he fetch me there first. yay! cos he going katong interview. lol. then, i was feeling so guilty that i asked him if he will feel angry if he's late cos of me. then know what this best friend replied? he say; wont la, the most tell them i cant find the place lor. at tht point of time, already12.30 we stuck at jam at flyer there. lol. best friend ehh. but he laugh at my presentation today... ): i mean not me, but my group. lol. okay, ia lso somehow think its funnyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;next reached pc show. damn lame. the booth, i cant find know. its so like ulu. lol. and its DAMN small. its the smallest one tht we ever have in the big show like it show or pc show. lol. then, start to close sales, okay, luck was damn bad. by 4pm i only close 3. seee, i'm a total loser right. so bo bian, start to 'fish' more. in the end, HAHA. i soldddd, 20sets at the end of the day. average, not highest, but not lowest. i love the gasp that they did when i was to report my sales. *wide-grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sold 7sets of F200- $10 commission each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sold 2 sets  of s1500- $8 commission each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sold 5sets of A100- $4 commission each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sold 5ets of J20- $4 commission each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sold 1 set of J250- $8 commission each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;total commission were up to $134+basic pay, $80. i earn a total of $214 today. clappppp. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;okay, not too bad la. at least like i say not the lousiest. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;not working tml. clapppp. sleep til 3+ then to school then back home. lol. i think i can sleep for my entire lifeeee la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ohhh, hilmi called me today. happy. he was asking abt my sales at pc show. damn nice. gonna see him back at imm. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and, i really dont know what to tell her anymore. it's obvious, we have a gap. we are drifting further. maybe she didnt realised it, or i'm too sensitive. i dont know. never mind, since she didnt realised something went wrong, i think there's no need for me to do anything as well. its obvious. whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-to no one else but someone else.- lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;whatever. exam next week, hack la. holidayyyy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;going hotel 81 with cliques. i cant wait. like seriously. no damn fcuking fun day. wait, do i even have the exam schedule to start with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5013867769369420392?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5013867769369420392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5013867769369420392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5013867769369420392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5013867769369420392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/pc-show-day1.html' title='pc show day1'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5990219030070157279</id><published>2009-06-10T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:03:32.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>485days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY ONE YEAR &amp;amp; 4 MONTHS. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very long compare to most of my clique ppl. but thennnn, still consider not bad right. ): lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to the main point. its finally our 1year and 4months and we could say it was about 485days we been together eversince we last known each other. lol. i dont know why the fcuk i type that but still, i just wanto tell you that, thankyou for showering me with your love for the apst 1year and 4months. it been tough but i know we are getting better. thankyou for buying me what i want as and when i like. thankyou for always placing me at the top piority and tahaning my nonsense. basically, with you around me, everything that is happening doesnt seem a very big deal. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are so going to attend mike's wedding in the evening after hots. will be back home to change. followed by heading out to play. woooo, i love wedding. nice food, nice ambience. lol. and i think i wanted to catch a movie tooooo. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nothing much just tht veneta's going to pass me my cookie monster next week. yay! and i'm really happy the so called shatec sufferings is ending. yes, i'm VERY happy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to comment. i think i'm getting much more lonely. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrations after last paper. wooooots. :D loving it. and its just next friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5990219030070157279?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5990219030070157279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5990219030070157279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5990219030070157279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5990219030070157279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/485days.html' title='485days'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-146905921447033069</id><published>2009-06-06T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:43:47.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i thought....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sales was good today at imm. :D *thumbs up* whoooo, i alone sold 5sets. and plus weekdays warrenty and those they sold, i got 13 warrenty card in total. clapppp. most of it is higher end model. and i sold 3sets of F200EXR. clappppp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;but i seriously dont understand why, hilmi mood was so damn bad like no tml again. ): he waas giving the black face. roars. i feel damn sad okay, cos he wasnt entertaining me. yes, like never at all. for the entire day. fcuk, and he scolded me for the first time. cb, i damn pekchek. talk to him, he cant be bother, but sitll, i know he moddy cos of some stuff la. forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;super hardworking today. and back home when it was supposed to be. thursday, saturday and sunday PC show. siannnn, song brother. better got incentive la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;beside it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i seriously dont know what went wrong. why is it so hard to convince them nowadays. and i really dont know why. is it really that hard or what. i thought they will at least give me some face, but no. and for the first time, i felt so lousy cos of it. yes, very dont-know-what-to-say. forget it, i'm really giving up. somehow i can feel we are all no longer the same. i shouldnt have those mindset tht they will agreed and give in this time. haha, what a joke. i really hate the feeling of being the middle man. i really hate begging ppl and i really hate rejections. i dont know why. yes, i thought by the msg i send, they should know how much i wish they will attend with me. but still, the answer is no. why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i really hate passing msg, and pretending tht i'm so enjoying it like as if. forget it, i'm the one who agreed to uncle in the first place, then was ask to take up those shitty job again. yes, AGAIN! _l_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;whatever. i'm just so not happy about it cos i thought.. i thought la. knn, becos i stupid what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;next, on the other hand i'm happy today. cos i brought a dress, a belt and a pair of shoessssss. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;lol, cost another bomb. but nvm la. wanted to get gucci tote. should i? lol. :X maybe my first pay, with my fuji $, confirm will have at least 1.5k lor. then i buy. yes, july. whoooo. but later no GSS liao leh. knn. whatever la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;seriously, it just make me feel so down right now! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-146905921447033069?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/146905921447033069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=146905921447033069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/146905921447033069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/146905921447033069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-i-thought.html' title='when i thought....'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8721857440380105753</id><published>2009-06-04T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:17:18.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fesh blossom. i welcome you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;HAHAHA. many many days no blog. 4days lah. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;okay, went for first day of hots. make new friends. they are uper nice. lol. then slack and off i went for my interview at events for you. was hesitating whether or not should i take up the job. becos they offer it to me on the spot. (: thennn, i request for more pay etc. granted. more benefits like fetching me from yishun mrt by boss. lol. okay, weird right. cos its in industrial area mah. haha. okay, nexttttt. called up yp, cos i tot yishun near her place. so very convience for her too. lol. ask her go apply. supposed to apply sdc and birdpark. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;so back home, sleep like no tml. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;exciting man, i cab to school at 3pm and guess waht, i wore shorts and i got chased out from hots class by the pauline how. damn lame. i seriously think tht they got nothing better to do, by forcing us to wear those smart casual and when the school is so laoya at the firs place. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay, so since i was been chased out, i went to meet waishan at aljunied then to tampines dont know for what too. nvm, meet ying up at best denki, cos they getting slr from dear. so they went for movie, while me and shan went to do our hots stuff. if not for her, i really dont know i have to hand in on tuesday. wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay, nvm. drag until  night time, lappy no bat and she got no choice, tonned at my place. cab from aljunied to my place then we slack and eat awhile then start doing. started at 11pm and we ended at 5am. dying. of cos. soon its another dayyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;drag myself up from bed during 12 i think. then rush to school etc. fcuking sleepy. started the real hots challenge today. and yay! we got ranking 1st. then back home, sleep like no tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hots finish, went off with the rest. boon and co drive me to cck so i can take 190. yay! so, talk cock with them all. bused to town. meet up with dear and we went for suki sushi. becos of something which i dont feel like mentioning, we quarrel again. lol. this time round, i make good my words, i say i'm leaving for home and i really bused home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;to bp and he say sorry. what i do? i walk to the opposite bus stop to bused back to town AGAIN to meet him. fcuk up right. reached and attitude awhile, so he try his best to pacify me, by buying me my haagen daze ice cream from cathay before movie. (: okay, forgiven and i say i want a present. he say okay, taka to choose next. wheeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;watch angels and demon. nice! i think quite good, lol. then at 7pm, was sibei tired. but bo bian, we walk to takashimaya to buy something i like. wanted to buy wrislet, but dont have what i want, so i make do with a perfume. not cheap too. brought DKNY, latest one. the latest edition, fresh blossom. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SifyY_48v4I/AAAAAAAAC5A/4iM1RSadt5A/s1600-h/6_fb_collection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SifyY_48v4I/AAAAAAAAC5A/4iM1RSadt5A/s320/6_fb_collection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343505994179460994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;was hesitating of burberry and dkny or tommy, but still i go for dkny. nice smell. lol. love it to max lah. i dont think i bear to spray. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;if its good, will ask shan to staff purchase for me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, so dinner was kfc and now back home i'm dying tml hots will be in late noon, 5pm. whoo. then having family dinner then mahjong with manli&amp;amp;co. love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and lastly, thankyou mr chow you brought me smth i want. i love you deep deep. despite the burberry was 153$, he wanted to buy me tht compare to this dkny 118$ only. lol. save 35$ lehhh. then you can buy ur stuff also. whooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i got a new dkny perfume. :D&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/6063729771425544598-8721857440380105753?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8721857440380105753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8721857440380105753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8721857440380105753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8721857440380105753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/fesh-blossom-i-welcome-you.html' title='fesh blossom. i welcome you'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SifyY_48v4I/AAAAAAAAC5A/4iM1RSadt5A/s72-c/6_fb_collection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-4734726776632045096</id><published>2009-06-01T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:41:38.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kith is loved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyW8lf_GI/AAAAAAAAC44/e0bt0BdW6eI/s1600-h/CIMG0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyW8lf_GI/AAAAAAAAC44/e0bt0BdW6eI/s320/CIMG0476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380059025996898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was pushing against my legggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyWoudsMI/AAAAAAAAC4w/uDxeF8Nbubo/s1600-h/CIMG0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyWoudsMI/AAAAAAAAC4w/uDxeF8Nbubo/s320/CIMG0461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380053694886082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super engrossed with psp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyWfn7sMI/AAAAAAAAC4o/R9RK4HKdMH0/s1600-h/CIMG0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyWfn7sMI/AAAAAAAAC4o/R9RK4HKdMH0/s320/CIMG0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380051251572930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont disturb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyWOk1F_I/AAAAAAAAC4g/-zl8wjYXQ_A/s1600-h/CIMG0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyWOk1F_I/AAAAAAAAC4g/-zl8wjYXQ_A/s320/CIMG0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380046675154930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tot the psp got sensor. he wanted his car to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyVtCW0YI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/m3fon4ZKM9c/s1600-h/CIMG0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyVtCW0YI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/m3fon4ZKM9c/s320/CIMG0455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380037672194434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing with my phone/ zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;okay, malaysia trip ytd. was being drove around. lol. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;have bat kut teh for our lunch. which was yummy. rather comparable to the one at taman sentosa. lol. so after lunch, i got my way to cheat kith to sit our car. havoc. lol. he was so damn cute. but he got sticky to me after awhile but i love it. only he wanted to be carried around, which i sibei tired ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;so we....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;play hp games, entertain him and take photos as well as psping. lol. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i love it when he hug me and lie on my shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i love it when he only want me to carry him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i love him so much when i gave up my drinks for him. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;he's simply too cute to resist you see, out of a sudden, i feel like having one son. lol. like him. must be exactly active like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so cute. when we went to the railway track, i went to the toilet. so monster was with his papa. but then, when i came out of the toilet, he was like finding me. lol. so cuteeeee. and when he saw me, he ran towards me. you see, i love the feeling lah. when he got attached to me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;have seafood for dinner. superb. never took alot of photos. mostly is kith. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-special thanks to veneta and shabri. they was like talking to me the night ytd. despite the fact, they are tired. sometime all i want to heard is just like what they told me. 'you can do it.' 'dont give up now.' you know how much impact it have on me, by telling me not to give up now. and the trust and confident they have in me that make me regain myself to attend interviews and blahh. thankyou.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;MONDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;hots today. fcuk. ask us to learn how to take over hotels. you siao ah. it should be hotel line lor. also got nothing to do with me. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;okay, next..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;events 4 you actually accepted me. and they gave me a fair range of staff benefits. which when i told yh, he say its very good. lol. working hours; 9-6. lol. and weekends- off. unless got events. got events = OT = extra $. if the events is closed by me.. got comission. good? and the boss nice. very friendly i think. (: if yp go i wil lfollow. but at least, i dont feel so lousy right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;tml they will send the contract over. i hope. cos i'm still a little gong gong right now. whatever. school again tml start at 3. great?! i can play all i want tonight. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-4734726776632045096?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4734726776632045096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=4734726776632045096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4734726776632045096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4734726776632045096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/kith-is-loved.html' title='kith is loved.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiPyW8lf_GI/AAAAAAAAC44/e0bt0BdW6eI/s72-c/CIMG0476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1983300043076119614</id><published>2009-05-31T07:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:15:16.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i very sad leh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yes, its early in the morning right now. 8am? lol. i woke up one hour ago, so which mean 7am. why on earth did i wake up so fcuking eaarly despite i'm staying over at my own place. cos my house is havoc. i got my 3 cousins staying over with us ytd night. lol. and we wii together, watch drama together and psp together. yes, i love the feeling. instead of wanting me to withe surf net, play psp and wii on my own. which is no fun. my brother, the most only entertain me by playing one game of wii and he dont wanto play liao. keep saying girly. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so my cousin who is not so old but still young, will entertain me right. i'm so happy ytd that i play wii until 1am? then i arrange the bed and blanket for them. plus give up my bed to one of my cousins. so sweet of me right. which is damn seldom. :X at dear place, i will demand him to give up the bed to me. lol. okay, i'm being VERY random here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;so woke up early, cos i'm going breakfast later. out of the sudden, i love breakfast. ohh, but is those kopitiam kind la. i wanted to have hotcakes man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i'm feeling damn troubled recently. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i have not found my internship company, and i'm feeling like i-dont-know what i wanto do etc. i hate going to interviews then no job in the end, or fighting with ur own friends for a place to internship. wtf. its damn lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;but to me, friendship still VERY important lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;okay. and out of sudden, why i start not to go abacus, I MISS THEM ALOT. ): yes, them. i dont know like i feel very lonely leh. like no one to bully, no one to scold. no one to tell me what to do next. ): i feel very sad. you know. buddys and best friend cliques. i sibei miss you all leh. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss fighting with waishan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss yuheng telling me ttht; 'you are a jiao lang' -bird person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss snatching alvin sweets and break it into half. and he will gimme the o.O look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss judan telling me; ' WO YAO HUI GUO LE'- i going back to my country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss jiehui telling me how sucks is spore. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss veneta shouting and as if when she's beside me, we are in our OWN world. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss calling shabri black like as if he's deva. and he calling me QUEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss yenping to go shopping and eating like no tml together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss zhangxi telling me i'm damn irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss ah liang's psp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mosy importantly; I MISS IRRITATING YOU ALL LEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiHKRDUKh5I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/uqZCeWP9Ygk/s1600-h/IMG_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiHKRDUKh5I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/uqZCeWP9Ygk/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341773027334588306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ahhhhhh, i miss all of you leh. how come ah? like without you all, i super lonely leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;tell me why!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wo hen bu kai xin. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i very unhappy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cute ah my dear. whenever ppl getting married, he get very sensitive leh. he keep wanting to get married also. X: then he will tell me he wanted a son so much, i so sad. ): i want girl leh, i can go shopping with her. aiya, boy also okay lah. can have like little kith. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;RANDOM. i going to wake my mama up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1983300043076119614?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1983300043076119614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1983300043076119614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1983300043076119614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1983300043076119614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-very-sad-leh.html' title='i very sad leh'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SiHKRDUKh5I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/uqZCeWP9Ygk/s72-c/IMG_0312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-4399036080443079139</id><published>2009-05-29T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:24:36.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abacus and tired day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;argh. tired and VERY tired. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yes, abacus suck a big time man. crazy, asking me to fill in all those blah particulars like never before. fcukyou. and yes, i redo it 9times for one fcuking question. ): cos when i got it wrong, i pressed ignore if not i*. like fcuk it can. dont know who the hell invented such a difficult to use programme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay, so today i didnt went for abacus class. its not exactly a abacus, but we are somehow doing those lame ticketing. to hell with my wanting to get 99%. i think if i can get 51% i will grin. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;next, ytd after a long long day from 8.30 til 5.30, ws and me went to tampines. again, we have the 99cents sushi with lijun. i love lijun the most. lol. both of them are like my big sisters like that. and when we shop, we can shop til we drop yo. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;then brought cotton on, g2000 and blahh. dear damn funny, he insisted tht i must give him back the amt for the pumps. cos he pang tang. :S scare i run away. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;went to tampines one to chill yo. lol. then lijun brought me auntie anne with caramel. cos she feel guilty tht i cant eat my donuts. lol. :X then after tht she brought us to eat frolick. nice! yogurt with chocolate sauce. sibei yummy i tell you. she really damn nice to me lor. even though i know her less than 1/2 year but she super nice. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;then back to dear house, dont know why the fcuk he twisted my wrist. ): now i got a twisted wrist. 7pm got interview. yes, i can jolly well go and die. luthansan got back to ws and not me. so which mean, i fail. lol. okay, self console, town area for attachement is not worth it. exp food and blahh. out of sudden i feel very hungry right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;and now, my interview is at aljunied. which mean, i will be staying over at dear's place again. ): lol. let me think abt it. i got 1 more hour then go prepare yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-4399036080443079139?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4399036080443079139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=4399036080443079139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4399036080443079139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4399036080443079139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/abacus-and-tired-day.html' title='abacus and tired day'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-9019873075971399356</id><published>2009-05-27T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:01:38.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eating, shopping, sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;helllooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;super lazy and letargic everyday. ): lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;monday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to malaysia with wongwaishan. yea, think of it i kind of feel we are kinda brave. just two of us alone to malaysia. lol. and i brought nothing but all my 50$ was on food, ktv, movie, wii games, donuts and taxi. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;never failed to convinced wongwaishan to eat herbal chicken with me. and we super power, 2 of us we order 4dishes. damn full. and its only 40RM. sibei cheap right. whooo. then we went to citysquare to shop. i brought my wii games at 6RM each. then we went to eacth movie. loveyou man. lol. okay okay only. watch finish and we got nothing to do, we went to newway to sing. $14 RM per person in the end. you can sing from 1pm onwards to 7pm. but we went in only at 3pm. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;okay ktv finish. we went to shop. wanted to buy formal top from FOS, but no, nothing really fancy. haha. so we went out of city square to the back street to eat. yes, i was trying my damn luck, thinking how to walk there and i did. lol. :D then, we eat again. super yummy. stingray+sotong with rice only 24RM. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;back to city square to buy my favourite, jco donuts. 12 for $21RM? lol. seeee, its so much cheaper lah. lol. then we cab to the bus terminal then cab back to singapore again. lol. in the end, after so much cabbing and stuff, i only spend 50$. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0aUJv4PZI/AAAAAAAAC3g/ZjebyZ9FTrU/s1600-h/CIMG0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0aUJv4PZI/AAAAAAAAC3g/ZjebyZ9FTrU/s320/CIMG0368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340453666647719314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;herbal chicken, youtiao, otak and kangkong. YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0aUZUY7NI/AAAAAAAAC3o/kVgQirkE5eQ/s1600-h/CIMG0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0aUZUY7NI/AAAAAAAAC3o/kVgQirkE5eQ/s320/CIMG0373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340453670827388114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;after watching movie. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0ayD_kSQI/AAAAAAAAC3w/WOZZY52Q2UY/s1600-h/CIMG0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0ayD_kSQI/AAAAAAAAC3w/WOZZY52Q2UY/s320/CIMG0428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340454180498983170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;in newway. with the disgusted food. omg. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0ayf6KWgI/AAAAAAAAC34/xAJvoY4mbEM/s1600-h/CIMG0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0ayf6KWgI/AAAAAAAAC34/xAJvoY4mbEM/s320/CIMG0437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340454187992504834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the yummy stingray ad sotong. cheap somemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0ayrwno7I/AAAAAAAAC4A/p8mCmihgY10/s1600-h/CIMG0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0ayrwno7I/AAAAAAAAC4A/p8mCmihgY10/s320/CIMG0442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340454191173706674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;in the toilet after we eat. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0ay6-3usI/AAAAAAAAC4I/dtZtG-YsBpo/s1600-h/CIMG0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0ay6-3usI/AAAAAAAAC4I/dtZtG-YsBpo/s320/CIMG0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340454195260013250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lastly, my jco donuts. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;back to tampines to look for dear. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tuesday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;as planned. we wanted to sleep like no tml and no clock to wake us up. hehs. yes, we did it. all the way we slept  til 4pm. the darn hot weather. so slack and play computer, check email. and good news; dear got 200$ taka voucher. :X so which means, i can shoppppp again. *clap* then, 100$ metro voucher. i dont know what to get. lol. he suggest to have swesen, AGAIN. ): i dont really like swensen. ): but we got voucher, so we eat it. ribeye steak, spic and chic, soup, drinks, sizzling pans. sian. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;watch night in the museum 2, not too bad. and i bused home. reach home, play wii til i dont know why the fcuk my wii couldnt on now. ): i'm so saddd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;whole day at home playing psp. and online. sian. ): wanted to go out, but dont know where to go. giveu p my acm interview and postpone my navitour one. then chan brothers got back to me ytd, asking me to go interview, redwood call back and say i got in, asking where i am free to sign contract. i'm in a midst of something, i dont know where the hell i want to go, or where i'm really interested. at this point of time, i'm still behaving like tht. i really wonder what the fcuk went wrong. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;wanted to play mahjong but no kakis. i'm bored to death. and tml, abacus start. wth. i hate abacus. ): i hate hots. i hate school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;lastly, i love my boyfriend. he got his ways to pacify me after all. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-9019873075971399356?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9019873075971399356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=9019873075971399356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/9019873075971399356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/9019873075971399356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/eating-shopping-sleeping.html' title='eating, shopping, sleeping'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sh0aUJv4PZI/AAAAAAAAC3g/ZjebyZ9FTrU/s72-c/CIMG0368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8922361160978655336</id><published>2009-05-23T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:53:27.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is call bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgLgZpkGMI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/Er6muodZeDg/s1600-h/CIMG0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgLgZpkGMI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/Er6muodZeDg/s320/CIMG0337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339030009516660930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sharbri, yuheng, alvin, ven and me!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgLgPb191I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/4Kqx4L3kkHE/s1600-h/CIMG0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgLgPb191I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/4Kqx4L3kkHE/s320/CIMG0338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339030006774757202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHA-BU-LI. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKwUrBVUI/AAAAAAAAC3I/h-HmDUFk6ok/s1600-h/CIMG0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKwUrBVUI/AAAAAAAAC3I/h-HmDUFk6ok/s320/CIMG0343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339029183546873154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ME. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKwD7Zs0I/AAAAAAAAC3A/zLi75Dy8xpI/s1600-h/CIMG0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKwD7Zs0I/AAAAAAAAC3A/zLi75Dy8xpI/s320/CIMG0342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339029179052176194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEN PEI WEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKwObaT9I/AAAAAAAAC24/6w8T-oXCBJs/s1600-h/CIMG0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKwObaT9I/AAAAAAAAC24/6w8T-oXCBJs/s320/CIMG0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339029181870788562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY MONEY! WANG KANG XING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKSc4m5JI/AAAAAAAAC2w/iC6hfe_yuSU/s1600-h/CIMG0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKSc4m5JI/AAAAAAAAC2w/iC6hfe_yuSU/s320/CIMG0340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339028670355268754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEN YU HENG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKSFLxGNI/AAAAAAAAC2o/RYSG05yNDAs/s1600-h/CIMG0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgKSFLxGNI/AAAAAAAAC2o/RYSG05yNDAs/s320/CIMG0339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339028663993178322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SHABRI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. when i got bored in class. i will be a little artistic. yes, since that time, shabri say i drew the ferris wheel until now. he never get bored of it. lol. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, offically my lesson in shatec have come to an end. no more sitting down for lousy lectures and wasting of time. coming up next will be abacus follow by hots then exam. then BYE shatec. endure one more year, and i finally pay off what i have make during year 2007. the worst decision ever to even attend shatec. X: and once i got my diploma, i'll seriously drag all of them to party with me. yay! and i told ws tht, i wont mind partying until late night tht day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its still very very far away lah. but who cares. its coming to 2 years right now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and currently all i ever want is shopping. shop til i drop yo. and thennn, sleep til i die and also mahjong til i vomit if i were to look at it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday monday monday. i can go malaysia. i got no more craving for herbal chicken cos mummy cook it today. i eant stingray etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so into boys over flower currently. finish 20ep liao. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to sleep. tired sia. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i seriously hate her attitude. dont ask me who. its annoying. _l_ did i say the whole bill is yours. fcukyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8922361160978655336?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8922361160978655336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8922361160978655336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8922361160978655336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8922361160978655336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-call-bored.html' title='is call bored.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ShgLgZpkGMI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/Er6muodZeDg/s72-c/CIMG0337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-7139709791313822084</id><published>2009-05-22T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:49:29.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUY BUY BUY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;helllloooo. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please support!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://herfiddlesticks.livejournal.com/1242.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://herfiddlesticks.livejournal.com/1242.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://herfiddlesticks.livejournal.com/1242.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;all handmake. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;super duper cute okayyyyy. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;i think everyone should go and click on it and take a look, no harm right. lol. but i seriously think that nowadays its very hard to find such thing leh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CUSTOMIZED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;buy buy buy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://herfiddlesticks.livejournal.com/1242.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://herfiddlesticks.livejournal.com/1242.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://herfiddlesticks.livejournal.com/1242.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://herfiddlesticks.livejournal.com/1242.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://herfiddlesticks.livejournal.com/1242.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-7139709791313822084?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7139709791313822084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=7139709791313822084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7139709791313822084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7139709791313822084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/buy-buy-buy.html' title='BUY BUY BUY!!!!'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5567987528542497560</id><published>2009-05-22T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:54:55.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>squar one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;back to square one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i think i'm not suitable for the job after the 2nd interview. i dont think it will be somehow be what i really wish to do. need to reconsider again. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;soooo, ACM and tour consultant interview on wednesday. whooohooo. i cant wait for my long long holiday. knn, not long exactly, tml til wednesday. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;plan is out as usual. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sat&amp;amp;sun working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;monday; malaysia with waishan. and i can shop til i go mad. X: cos i'll be changing currency on my own and mr chow say he got left over 100RM, so i can use it. whooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;tuesday; i will be staying over at mr chow place after i'm back from msia, and no working for him on tuesday, so the news will beeeeee... we can sleep til we drop. lol. and watching movie as well. i love it when there's no need to rush or dont have to wake up early morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;wednesday; interview. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;argh. back to square one......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WINNNN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lol. i was super angry and yes, i'm so determined. whatever. thats not the main thing. and the main thing is i win and he promised to buy meeee...;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. jco donuts.&lt;br /&gt;2. minot muffins.&lt;br /&gt;3. mango strudel.&lt;br /&gt;4. bring me to a place i want for FOOODDDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm happy right now. cos i think of yummy food. whooo. sleep. super tired. i need to ease my shopping cravings. help me please. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5567987528542497560?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5567987528542497560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5567987528542497560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5567987528542497560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5567987528542497560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/squar-one.html' title='squar one.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-7254338008120422424</id><published>2009-05-21T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:55:15.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd interview</title><content type='html'>SECOND ROUND INTERVIEW TML. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wish me good luck-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can really get over and done with. come to think of it, it been nearly 2years since i choose shatec. happy its really coming to an end right now. cos seriously, i hate schoooollll so much. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be busy the entire day. i need plenty of sleep and stuff. whoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my dear. he's there for me. always. even my mum also say my temper VERY bad. only he can tahan. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, today is the last day i will be going to shatec. :D happy, tell me about it man. and i seriously wish i dont have to go back anymore. miss them of cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to town for another interview today, to ngee ann to look for my dear, hilmi and mike. ya, nv see mike AGAIN. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. its random. im tired. hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-7254338008120422424?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7254338008120422424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=7254338008120422424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7254338008120422424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7254338008120422424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/2nd-interview.html' title='2nd interview'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3419852970143548273</id><published>2009-05-19T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:23:25.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i survived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;helllooooo. i survived through the interview. :D and i'm so proud of myself okay. lol. cos finally, some company wanted me. whoooo. and i'm so going for the 2nd interview on tuesday. and they say they will bring me to the events site to let me have a feel of it. and if i'm comfortable with it, we can sit down and talk about the pay scheme and contract. lol. i hope all this goes well, so there's no need for me to look for another interview and blahhh. its super tiring to wear those formal top you see. lol. but well, if i decided to join them, i will wear formal. SIAN. somemore its at payalebar. super near ws' place okay. lol. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;okay, i'm just glad about it. cos i thought i couldnt make it after all. whatever. and they told me tht the pay scheme will be like usual 1.8-2.4k for full timer, since i'm an intern, they will pay me half of it, and the other half will be commission. lol. so it will be $900 i hope. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;monday, i will be going to malaysia. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and tml another interview at town. actually i wasnt tht looking forward. cos too many ppl in our class apply for it. ): and they are wayyyyy much better than me okay. i just didnt wanto go school and i can meet up with dear after tht. lol. :D i dont think we are meeting up, most probably will be i visitng him. cos they are having the roadshow. argh. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;whatever. i hope waishan will get into the same place with me. yes, i really gonna miss all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;whatever. sleep. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3419852970143548273?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3419852970143548273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3419852970143548273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3419852970143548273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3419852970143548273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-survived.html' title='i survived.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-8942595150797515023</id><published>2009-05-18T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:06:44.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fcukyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pissed. angry! fcukyou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yes, i'm freaking pissed off right now. like wtf. all my mood was dampen after all this. ohwell, all i ever need was tht little understanding from you. DONT HAVE. like wth. when i'm busy doing my resumme, seeking for internship, calling up companies etc, he say i dont care abt how he feel. ridiculous. for the first time, i'm so angry and pissed, that i really feel like there's completely nothing wrong about what i did. this time round, i'm not mahjonging, i'm not outside playing with my friends, like hellloooo, this is already the 7th week, im seeking for my internship. dont you just get it? thats not all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;when i told him that i finally got my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; interview, and if i were to work with them, my ojt were to be oversea. cool?! everyone reaction was wow, and cool. and except him. start showing me those omg attitude and reaction. sometime, when i need someone to share my joy, he'll never do tht. yes, he will be sad when i'm going oversea. and i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; going oversea? no right, its just the attachement thingy tht i'm happy about, i'm happy i got an interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;whatever. i just feel he cant react the way i want him to do. when i'm in a midst of busy looking for my olevel cert etc, he's there finding things to fight with me. tell me, will you be angry if you were me? i think so too. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;yes, go ahead and think what you want, i simply cant be bother. all i ever need was to sleep and tml, an interview. :D happppyyyy! yes, i shouldnt get affected at all. lalalala. i dont care. why must he react like tht when all i have was those happy news to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;yes, i simply think i'm not in fault. maybe by leaving me alone, things will get better. if now u cant even get used to my busy life, then tell me how are u going to adapt when i'm joining the events industry? omg. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i simply thinks its very lame to fight with me at this very citical time when all i need was some supposrt and encouragement and ppl telling me tht yes, you can do it. but no, i nv heard all this at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and next, i dont have a nice time in school either. i have to rush like fcuk for project tml. and i'm pissed. yes. dont ask me why. i;m just so pekchek right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;if you feel i care only about myself, so be it. i dont care or bother right now. yes, i care about myself. happy? i hope soooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;-when i thought you will be there, but you were not. sometime all i ever wished is to hear you telling me jiayou, good luck for your first and ever interview but not all this nonsense tht make me cant concentrate for tml interview.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-8942595150797515023?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8942595150797515023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=8942595150797515023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8942595150797515023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/8942595150797515023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/fcukyou.html' title='fcukyou'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-2081046193981860781</id><published>2009-05-16T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:06:51.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super tired. wth. ):</title><content type='html'>helllooooooo. i think my mood got much more better today. :D&lt;br /&gt; guess what, i finish my resummmmeeeee and my history project. how happy can i get. i was stuck infront of the computer since noon. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i think i finish all my work load and maybe i wont get so bad temper already. haha. :X i'm so going off to nap again. cos i'm fcuking tired. S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today dear didnt work as well. no meet up, cos we are both super tired. i cant wait for abacus week. hehs. cos i dont have to go school for 3days. wheeeee. happyshalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, one thing not done yet, home coming dinner. lol. :X i dont even dare to msg my uncle. hehs. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro treating us to sakae sushi next weeeeekkkkk. yay!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna be rich NEXT WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, $$$. i cant wait for my $$$.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-2081046193981860781?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2081046193981860781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=2081046193981860781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2081046193981860781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2081046193981860781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-tired-wth.html' title='super tired. wth. ):'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5209192236627844003</id><published>2009-05-14T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:19:48.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can kill vampire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11TH MAY!, monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;monday. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;no school as its vesak day. yay! then at home slack until mad then went out to meet manli and gerald. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-aston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-beancurd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-arcade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-camwhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i realised my instant film is gone. ): no more and FINISH. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;lol, we talk abt our primary school used to be. HAHA. damn lame. and next wednesday, we will be heading to flyer! hahaha. so excited. i'm so tourist lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;actually, they both wanted to come over to my place for mahjong. but, its late and bro sleeping. in the end, bo mahjong. tsk tsk. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12th MAY, tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;school sucks. ya, i think i only rmb i head to school, talk, laugh and sleep in the end. ws help me finish my aritcle, have our group first meeting ever. yea, sucks sucks sucks. i hate project, i hate school. i start to ponder, if the problems lie on me, or others. am i such a lousy team member or im just so..... i dont know. nothing to say. no comment. i aint happy at all. maybe all i ever did was nothing. i dont know what i'm doing too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;for the first time, i felt, i am a lousy team member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th MAY, wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;school as usual. ): nv ponten no worry. tempted to do so. test for business stat. i think i supposed the entire 4 of us will get A! *especially to alvin* hahhaa. :x okay, we are all the same standard after all. no wonder they say, the bird of the same feather flock together. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;waited with yh and ws after school for paige arrival. called us the bestie, cos we actually acc yh for more than a hour. *wink!* lol. so paige arrive, and ws came over to my place, reason being; she didnt wanted to take peak hour train and forcing me to go to tampines after i gotten my clothing. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so, slack and we cab over to ws place. wth. make me spend $ again. ): then to her friend place, mahjong with them plus daryl and anqi. good luck sia they all. first round, win win win!~ 5tais, but then forget to take one tiles, in the end? i game with only 1tais. wth. ): imagine the amount i lose. hahah. then, i win alot of 20cents, ws took all. 10$ i won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2nd round. wtf. LOSE LOSE LOSE. i think the fcuking bad luck is with me these days. in the end, i lost 22$ for second round. so in the end, i lose 12$. thanks to daryl if not i lose EVEN more. ): he won alot and his luck damn good. haahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;back to dear's place at 3am. got 'lecture' and blahhhh, and knowing me. i shout lah. so sleepy still tell me all this. but actually i know.. its my fault lah. imagine now he came to cck to his friends place to gamble, then at 3am ask me to wake up to open the damn door for him, if i were him, i will be more pekchek 100x. bahhhh, whatever. its over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sleep and only for tht god damn 3 hour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14th MAY, thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;late for school. cos i slept til 9? hahaha/ :C trained to paya lebar, and cab to school with ws again. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;spend money lah. hahahah. machiam waterfall. sian. school for 2lessons for POM = to playing bleach and sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mos burger AGAIN! ): and all money are on loan. sian. i got too much debts lately. ): hahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;clearing it by next weeeekkkkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and and and, i drew alot of animals in class today. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;back home, K.O and until now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ohya! i was super DL with alvinwongkangxi. yes! you know what, we were tlaking abt L4D and he was like making comments of 'NO!, she cant play' so i got super angry, and i vent my #@$#$U# on him. i refuse to talk to him, and he still can gimme tht GRIN! argh. how much i feel like boxing his face at tht point of time. so in the end, i asked him, 'WHY YOU SAY I CANNOT PLAY!!!!!' then he say; ' all girls cannot play this kind of games one lah.' like wth! he look down on me just becos i'm a girl. yes, i am a girl but doesnt mean i cant play L4D right. ZzZ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lol, but i'm acting angry with him only, and he know it too. he just refuse to play with me, becos i also play cheat. HAHA. just like bleach. they say character must choose random, i choose the one i like. ahahhaha. lose, i tell them again, not counted. so the 3 of them got so sick of it, they barred me from playing. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hhahhahaa. but if school were to be without them, i will be bored to death. and alvin! i can kill vampires okay! mei li mao. GRRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sleeping time. school at 10 tml. *clap clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and finally i know why i got so pekchek and bad temper recently! cos i have my mens today! HAHAH. pms. wth/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5209192236627844003?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5209192236627844003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5209192236627844003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5209192236627844003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5209192236627844003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-kill-vampire.html' title='i can kill vampire'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-7847003630608770315</id><published>2009-05-11T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:06:52.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steven&amp;kith. my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;it been a week since i last blog. i;m soooo not an active blogger anymore. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;went off early on friday, to patricia's chalet. :D my best cousin. whoooo. she came over to fetch me and ws over to her chalet and mahjong with her friends. haha. lose, and i got pekchek after a while. i realised this few days i got very agitated easily. i hate to repeat myself, neither do i like to hear repeated question. i tend to shout and got very hard to control my emotions. and mahjong make it much more worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i got so irritated and vex when dear keep calling me while i'm playing or when he's next to me, telling me which tile to be thrown. i got angry. and i got irritated when he ask me to let him play, cos i'm losing. but again, i dont think i lose becos my skill isnt there, but he's next to me. so i got pekchek and blame him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but actually, is i myself find it hard to control my tantrums sometime. i got pissed off and agitated when i'm sweating. i dont know. am i going crazy or smth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okay, next.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAPPY 21st birthday patricia neo shiying. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;we have a super havoc 21st birthday celebration with her, and most imptly, i saw my cute little boy, kith. he's the only one who i wont shout and got angry with. really, i can bring him play jump jump and playground and run with him. its weird isnt it? but still, i love my baby kith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SgcEC_LYHLI/AAAAAAAAC1s/wxLgOFHY24Q/s1600-h/DSCF8709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SgcEC_LYHLI/AAAAAAAAC1s/wxLgOFHY24Q/s320/DSCF8709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334236733009042610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;alamak, too bright, the polaroid. :X hahaha. but okay, little boy just make me so happy. okay, i say i hated kids, i really do. but except him, which i dont know why. maybe he's the youngest among us, so i find him cute. and i should have taken down the way he ate ice cream, and i gave him balloon during the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lol. i gave him a balloon which is filled with helium, so my cute boy actually ran out of the chalet and let it go under a tree. HAHA. next, he pick up a balloon on the floor, which obviously doesnt have helium, and he threw it upwards, balloon cant fly and he ask me why. hahaha. i dont know how to tell him abt the heilum story, so i told him, we will go find magic balloons tht will fly. ahahha. so ended up, he took out all patricias deco and let it flyyyy. so fun. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SgcFhZOaQXI/AAAAAAAAC2E/3EiJFkw_LXM/s1600-h/2829_89605112783_735732783_2617272_7777893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SgcFhZOaQXI/AAAAAAAAC2E/3EiJFkw_LXM/s320/2829_89605112783_735732783_2617272_7777893_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334238354908791154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;all this are last week photos during mother's day. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;okay, then patricia's got the artwork of 'happy 21st birthday patricia' with 21 flowers around it. hahah. so little kith got so excited when i say, lets go pluck flower.. haha. and the flower is with shimmering glitter, he wipe it all over his body, cos he love gitter. :D i really love him so much. too bad, dear is too busy with taking photos ytd, if not i can show him my motherly love. kidding. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SgcFhKdtnmI/AAAAAAAAC10/yxMTFhUNupo/s1600-h/2829_89605172783_735732783_2617282_6289892_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SgcFhKdtnmI/AAAAAAAAC10/yxMTFhUNupo/s320/2829_89605172783_735732783_2617282_6289892_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334238350946442850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;he got so over with eating ice pop. :D i buy for him one lehhh. little kith ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;so again, ytd he fell down half way and was crying. lol. i went over to him, he sit down and ask me to blow blow his leg. hahha. i really think tht if i got such a little monster and active boy like him next time, i will be glad already. hahah. :x i love taking care of him. he's not those super quiet one. but he's just so cute and attract me lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ytd, i lol. i tied for him a helium balloon on his hand, so he start asking me:' jiejie, will bomb or not?' i laughed. then he say:' jie jie, later the balloon bomb into my head.' he's only 3 years old. hahahah. is it 2 or 3? hahaha. then he say he wanted to let it go, so we did. ahhh, adorable monster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SgcFhFS8lfI/AAAAAAAAC18/xzwqor5xXaA/s1600-h/2829_89605177783_735732783_2617283_6333812_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SgcFhFS8lfI/AAAAAAAAC18/xzwqor5xXaA/s320/2829_89605177783_735732783_2617283_6333812_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334238349559109106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so last week, when uncle joseph tried to wear shoes for him. hahaha. kampong boy. he nv love to wear shoes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;thats all. i think my weekend was well spend after all, cos he's my little boy who make me feel so much happier beside winning mahjong and spending time with dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ohya, dear was super ultimate. i really wonder if its my ocusin party or his. can you believed it, he actually, was so closed to my cousins friends! omg. -.- even i got nothing much to talk abt, yet he can talk soooooooo much with them. aiyo, still can like brother sia. then they offer him cake, but not me! wth. i'm directly relatd to patricia neo. yet, patricia neo friend care abt him only. gahahaha. my auties and uncle are okay with him too. TALK ABOUT EVERYTHING LOR! and uckily the birthday girl is happy. so am i. 2 more years to my 21st yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-7847003630608770315?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7847003630608770315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=7847003630608770315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7847003630608770315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7847003630608770315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/steven-my-life.html' title='steven&amp;kith. my life.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SgcEC_LYHLI/AAAAAAAAC1s/wxLgOFHY24Q/s72-c/DSCF8709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-614063800053974721</id><published>2009-05-05T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:10:02.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROARS. first and foremost, i feel he's super bias. and yes, i dislike it. what a trainer. and i dont think he fit to be a trainer lah. he so super childish sia. omg. -.- i mark 2 times? you siao bo. first of all.. today attendance is mark on NEW sheet of paper. you think i so boliao ah. mark 2 times. mark for what? tml or next year, SIAO. thenn, hairsore mark for 4 persons. and then, he nv make noise. like wtf. you should jolly well get knocked down by caar outside lah. knn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whatever. you and hairsore should go tgt. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;went off to meet up with BIAOJIES and ah tong. which include veron and patricia. super lazy to upload photos. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-astons for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-b&amp;amp;j for desert + celebration. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-MUSTAFA for birthday deco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okay, we laughed we joke we gossip. i love my life now. but i know it wont last. something bad will happen. i can feel it. :( welllll, tml another day. lucnhing with buddys! :D i love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-614063800053974721?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/614063800053974721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=614063800053974721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/614063800053974721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/614063800053974721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/bias.html' title='BIAS!'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-2690347389252185560</id><published>2009-05-02T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:11:01.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh. i really dont know why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm bored and letargic. i wonder if i really make a right choice in attending shatec. but alright, since i'm just a little more to completing my course, but yet i dont find anymore motivation to school right now. sometime, i wonder how come and i landed in such state. if only i be a good girl and go to tp. will everything be different? maybe i can have a better life compare to now. nowadays when i go school, i cant think of anything. i cant sit down to study at all. why? i think its my problem. ): okay, i  think i dont know what i want right now. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sister say she gonna get me another ketupat bag. i get to choose the design and size of what i want. nice or what. i dont know. hahah. okay, i think i been crazy. after my birthday i got a coach bag, a guess bag, a 10$ bag, a ketupat bag and now one more ketupat bag coming on its way. i think my whole house is full of bagS. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i miss my poloroid. ): no one to take it with me. ahhhh, i'm super fortunate these days lah. i think i'm a little crazy. hahahha. i can flare up my top, at anytime. i nearly feel like slapping the panasonic guy okay. disgusting. tsk tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;okay, whatever. i dont know what the fcuk i talking. and my dear dear was super nice to me. :D okay, he gimme me everything i want. hehs. i love him. :D wheeee. okay, its good to find someone older than me, cos he dote on you and blahhh, imagine if i'm still with my ex. i think he have already slap me and push me down his house or smth. ): sooo goood, we broke up and i found my dear. hehs. so i know i'm super pampered lor. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;monday got school again? i hate school. humphs. can we all stop school now. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-2690347389252185560?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2690347389252185560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=2690347389252185560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2690347389252185560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2690347389252185560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-i-really-dont-know-why.html' title='sigh. i really dont know why.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-2192427788781053133</id><published>2009-04-30T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:34:35.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a great time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;back. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i went to sukisushi ytd. i think i enjoy myself super much. cos their food rawks. and i love the fact tht they have add on much more variety. which is much more better compare to the past, i swear. even dear think so too. the salmon is fresh this time. i love the food to the maxxxxx lah. much more better than sakse sushi. hahah. people should try next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;went to watch taken after tht. super NICE. i hate action movie, but this is one of those that i dont fall asleep so far. :D seriously, i have a good time enjoying it. lol. then dear brought nuggets for me again. i htink he's a teddy, cos he eat so much. omg. -.- and he feel hungry very fast. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sfh8Sx7pvYI/AAAAAAAAC1k/g6tDNKDH97Y/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sfh8Sx7pvYI/AAAAAAAAC1k/g6tDNKDH97Y/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330146821076008322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;OUR reflections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sfh8Sbx13II/AAAAAAAAC1U/yQIFjtbYfVg/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sfh8Sbx13II/AAAAAAAAC1U/yQIFjtbYfVg/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330146815129279618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;super fulllll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i wanto watch knowing. yay! then when we went shopping, i brought stuff again. bo bian. hard to control. hahah. i saw my ketupat bag. i'm so happy. but i didnt brought it at a go, i went to walk around, i seek for vern suggestion. and she say if i really love it then buy it. yea, i love it. so i told dear you think i should buy? thennn, he went off to the shop there and get one. haha. so i was grumpy behind, i tot he unhappy i wanna buy stuff. :X but on the spt he pay the girl and ask me to choose my design. yay! i love rainbows. super happy. i wanted to get all, so hard to choose. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;then we went off to fareast to by dear's bag. he's happy too. supposed to meet up with yuting, but i didnt. too tired. didnt wait for dear to finish his stuff, i bath then sleep. :D hahha. didnt went for morning lesson, went for the afternoon one. but before tht, supposed to go bugis, but told dear i think we should go eat kopitiam. so have food at coffeeshop then back to school. boring. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;school, did nothing at all. gossip and playing psp. SIAN. ): i wonder why i go school. botak leave me alone, i pretend i cant see him too. hahha. nothing much. school a total boring. anyone wanto enter shatec? through me pls. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;whatever. i'm super tired today. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sfh8ShI3SCI/AAAAAAAAC1c/-arNEV4P04g/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sfh8ShI3SCI/AAAAAAAAC1c/-arNEV4P04g/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330146816568018978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my new bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sfh8SImQcGI/AAAAAAAAC1M/dz23H1Qywzw/s1600-h/IMG_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sfh8SImQcGI/AAAAAAAAC1M/dz23H1Qywzw/s320/IMG_0619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330146809980416098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;our polaroid. thankyou sisters. :D they got me this. i love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ps:/ and i think alvin is fortunate can. elsa walk to half way of our school and fetch him sia. lol. somemore stand under the sun. i will not do tht lor. the weather sucks a big time. and if i see my boyfriend walk so slowly with his friends, i will be grumpy. but she nv leh. hahhaha. :D i will nv stand under the sun to wait for my boyfriend. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;whatever. and i got yuheng a 8GB memorystick and he's happy about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i love my dear. if only everything will be okay. hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-2192427788781053133?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2192427788781053133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=2192427788781053133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2192427788781053133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/2192427788781053133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-great-time.html' title='i have a great time'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Sfh8Sx7pvYI/AAAAAAAAC1k/g6tDNKDH97Y/s72-c/IMG_0630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-564707759343766614</id><published>2009-04-27T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:06:22.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dissapointment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i'm super dissapointed. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i'm really upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i'm really unhappy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sigh. why? why when i thought everything was going well, when i thought everything look so perfect cos of those imperfection, things happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;from the first day i step out of greenridge, i know good things dont last. but why it happen so quickly, so fast. why when i thought everything bad is coming to an end, yet somemore happen. why when i feel everything is gonna last and yet, we quarrel again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;how sad its when you told him about your saving plan, he was angry. how dissapointed you will be when you quarrel and actually your friends know about it. how pissed off can you get when your own friends ask you what happen? how hurt can you get when he start telling all your friends abt you and how much he have done for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;it dont make me feel much more happier, it dont make me feel i'm so special. it only make my friends feel how jialat am i. i hate it. i really dislike it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;whenever you do that, it just make my feeling towards you faded even more. it just push me further away from you. it just make me wonder what have gone wrong and if its worth carrying on. i dont know. i'm not happy. i'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you spoilt my 19birthday. you make me felt super embrassed abt what happen. and you make me feel you are insincere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;why when things happen, you only know how to find excuses? why when things was obviously your fault, you only apologized and do nth. you say you will change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i'm upset. i dont know who to turn to. i'm just like outside the earth. i dont know. when i really need someone to know what excatly it feel and how the whole thing is about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sigh. sleep and school tml. i'm not meeting you. cos i dont think i will feel happier. you never know how it feels. i never do that to you, thats mean i hate it alot. why do you still do tht to hurt me. sigh. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;whatever. i need sometime alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;monday blues. maybe its time to tell you; 'its over.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-564707759343766614?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/564707759343766614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=564707759343766614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/564707759343766614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/564707759343766614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/dissapointment.html' title='dissapointment.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3035539861096333479</id><published>2009-04-26T17:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:40:47.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 and one day old.</title><content type='html'>i'm officailly 19 and one day old. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. have a super hetic birthday celebration. lol. and i specailly thanks my shatec clique, they planned it for me. it been so long eversince i got such surprises from friends. okay, to school in the noon. late again. lol. then went for manicure and blahhh. while they are sill busying trying to tell me which kbox am i supposed to go. okay, they make me follow the plan. haha.  then school end at 5. off i went to collect my baileys with jiehui and judan. slack and drag til 8,30. was super tired and pissed and unhappy. ): then start making noise. hahah. waishan got no choice but to use her plan2 to make me agreed to go to changi village hotel. hahaha. then bo bian, i go lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached changi village hotel. super tired. went up with waishan to the hotel. already somehow guess what they trying to do liao. kena conned there. open the door and the few of them is there. :D so happy. SURPRISED. hehs. then at the later part, ven, shab, ryann and pat came over too. wheeee. and kassim. hahah. so in the end, we play, laugh drink and drunk. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SfQoap11IMI/AAAAAAAAC1E/3R9Or0mFV7I/s1600-h/edit1+hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SfQoap11IMI/AAAAAAAAC1E/3R9Or0mFV7I/s320/edit1+hotel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328928697459482818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun, thankyou to all who attended my party okay. ;D and especial hard work to my dear, kassim, yenping and waishan. if not for their planning, nothing gonna goes well right. i love them plenty. hahaha. and alot of videos. hehs. its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the rest stayed til morning and we played mahjong and stuff. ahhha. :S early morning fight with dear again. yes, super angry. they all felt its not my fault. okay, whatever. its okay. over liao. hehs. :D then we check out at 1 and ws and me bused to tampines. couldnt decide what to eat, in the end we ate kfc lor. after tht cab back to my own place with dear to get ready for my birthday part 2. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home and i collect my own cake then bath and blah. changed and make up, walk to pat's place. :D collect my artwork that is used to paste on the wall then cabbed to joachim house again. hahaha. saw many ppl there. we play we gossip we talk abt in the past. but somehow, i can feel the feeling isnt the same anymore. somehow, we dont have much more things to talk abt unlike in the past. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recieved the sisters present first, and they make me open it up. hahaha. (okay, somehow i also feel like opening lah.) thennn, i tot is piggybank sia. must save up. but no, they got me a polaroid camera. pink one. i love it. thankyou sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then more and more to come to look for me. so we  talk like mad. lol. mahjong and stuff. i'm so tired to keep continuing liao. hahha. but overall i enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SfQoWbblLrI/AAAAAAAAC08/vUS8fuhz69w/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SfQoWbblLrI/AAAAAAAAC08/vUS8fuhz69w/s320/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328928624871812786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, look at my artwwork at the back. :D i love it. thankyou to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my guess bag, my coach bag and my polaroid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo. i;m going out. so i'm so going to bring my polaride lor. :D yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3035539861096333479?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3035539861096333479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3035539861096333479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3035539861096333479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3035539861096333479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/19-and-one-day-old.html' title='19 and one day old.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SfQoap11IMI/AAAAAAAAC1E/3R9Or0mFV7I/s72-c/edit1+hotel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-467470697134737934</id><published>2009-04-23T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:10:39.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome my new baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;life been bascially the same routine everyday. :D after roadshow and now back to my usual life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i hate it when they hold my pay. i hate it when they can do nothing about it. i'm sick and tired of it. of being poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;good news, my belove-d burberry wallet is back home and i just collected my coach bag. wheeee. i love it. thankyou dear. he brought it for my 19th birthday. yay! cameras with him. and one with ven. so i will only take photos of it when i got those stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;thennn, went to school today LATE as usual lah. from tampines. yay! then, heng help 3 of the cmi-teeees sign. cos alvin didnt went to school too. actually, i very envy the both of them. i mean alvin adn his gf. (: cos alvin is damn sweet to her and they last for like 4 years+ or smth. sooo, alvin became my good buddy with when they tried their best to help me and dear whenever smth happen. yuheng, alvin and waishan saw me from being so unstable with dear until recently i'm okay with him. they are my best friend. yay! world best friend. same goes to yenping, ven, shab and zhangxi, ah liang, jie hui. lifei n school turn much much more better. at least whenever i argue or i met with setbacks, they are there to heard me out. love. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i'm looking forward to friday. cos i gonna meet up with them and to kbox. hugs. i dont know how it will turn out but sitll i know i will enjoy it. except for those durians terror. omg. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;next.. saturday with sec school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;okay, be it fun or not. at least i got to meet them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;caught 17again and handsome suit with yp and ws+ shab. we been fcuking slack these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;toda went to school at 1pm, slack then went do my nails. :) after tht back home. hahhaha. tired sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;off to sleep. another long day again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-467470697134737934?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/467470697134737934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=467470697134737934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/467470697134737934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/467470697134737934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-my-new-baby.html' title='welcome my new baby'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-4406336466920161450</id><published>2009-04-19T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:06:38.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i didnt update for the past one week. i dont really recalled wth i been doing in school for both monday and tuesday. i only attend 2days. :x from wednesday all the way to friday, i'm on mc. cos i'm sick.  ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;well, wednesday. 15/04/09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i went back to greenridge. omg. -.- of cos to have ah lim's mama food. super duper NICEEEE! i miss the black pepper chicken okay. ate so much. went back to look for godpa too. :D hmm. he darn lame. keep asking when i getting married and stuff. omg, i admit, i miss him damn lot. cos nowadays we seldom meet up. sooo, he promised he will be buying me a present. lol. okay, i know he always use this way to pacify me though. lol. but well, whatever. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so meet up with my best buddy, julie. yea, dont mistkaen, she is my teacher lor. but she damn close with me. D: i share with her EVERYTHING. lol. and i love her plenty too. i miss her smile the most. hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;then, off to ajisen to celebrate kai's birthday. fun. gossip at semi circle and blahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 4days roadshow. i'm drained out. but well, back to imm. i love the place. everyone's fun. and i simply dislike someone to ask me to transfer over to CS so that they can take over imm. wth. -.- whatever. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;school tml AGAIN. its my birthday week, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-4406336466920161450?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4406336466920161450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=4406336466920161450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4406336466920161450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/4406336466920161450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday.html' title='birthday'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-5522509127962735360</id><published>2009-04-12T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:21:23.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;omg. i'm just so looking forward. dont you? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;my birthday gonna arrived in just 13days. yea, less than 2weeks. omg. -.- i'm super looking forward, because on the actual day itself, which is the 25th. i gonna meet up with my best friends in secondary school. i mean those who always been there when i'm feeling so down. those who pampered me like crazy. those who will always celebrate for me when i turn one year older. how sweet are they. :X yea, those crazy and havoc time. during my 16th birthday was the best i ever have. not even the 18th can win them. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;i rmb they make a video for me. and early in the morning, i put one packet of mamee and lollipop on everyone's table in class. then when all of them step in, they were shocked. lol. then they give me my birthday present. :D its was the best thing ever to recieved bdae present early in the morning. lol. and worst thing, i rmb those guys got detained after recess, cos most of us were hiding in class during recess. left the girls. (: thennn, after school, after i came back from break, they blindfold me and then play the video that they spend days doing. *crys* hmm, then i recieved my princess crown and many more which i cant rmb. ohhh, and a card from most of them, cake and birthday songs from ALL. i was grinning of cos. super touched. and all my present was in PINK. lol. i love them sooooo much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;okay, every year regardless of what, they are always there for me. i just miss those days, when yea, we are really so close to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;this year, they will celebrate for me over at the petals. (: and most of them which i msged say they will be coming. wheeee. i seriously cant wait to meet up with them okay. and guess what. joachim booked the function room, bbq pit and as well as the karoake room for me. hmm, thoughtful eh. cos we think alot of ppl will come lah. lol. okay, it some sort of gathering too. so not entirely for me. but of cos i'm very important too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;no worries, he gonna get mahjong table and tiles and poker cards, maybe we can bring some twister or monopoly and i'm bringing my wii. hahaha. i can sense the fun that night. whoooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ahhh, i seriously cant wait for it. omg. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yea, working tml. AGAIN. ): xm might be working tgt yea. hopefully christ hire her. so we can work IT show, roadshow whatever show tgt. omg. -.- HAAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and yea, 13moredays, THAT's IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i'm so excited for what dear gonna plan for me. whooooo. i'm super looking forward. hopefully he got me what i want. *pray hard* tolong tolong. dont buy me stuff i dont want ah. if wanna surprise me... hmmm, i think you know ah. okay lah. sian. i love you plenty too. muacks. omg. i saw this wrislet online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;120$. *faint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SeDC0UMcwnI/AAAAAAAAC00/LOETlAjfSLQ/s1600-h/Slide7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SeDC0UMcwnI/AAAAAAAAC00/LOETlAjfSLQ/s320/Slide7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323468963581837938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SeDC0RITfUI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Kg_TcP99Ogk/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SeDC0RITfUI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Kg_TcP99Ogk/s320/Slide1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323468962759146818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;http://love-d-store.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*hint hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ahhhhh. i really love so many wrislet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;whatever. i'm just so looking forward to my 19th birthday. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-5522509127962735360?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5522509127962735360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=5522509127962735360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5522509127962735360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/5522509127962735360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-forward-d.html' title='looking forward. :D'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SeDC0UMcwnI/AAAAAAAAC00/LOETlAjfSLQ/s72-c/Slide7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-7189672774801652104</id><published>2009-04-11T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:17:30.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 14 months.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;good friday. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 14TH MONTHS~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;wahahahs. i'm supposed to meet my darling yesterday. lol. but thennnn, he was so busy so i didnt went over in the end. i rot at home. (: and today is our 14th month. whooo, how times flies right. omg. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;slack at my own place til 7pm then went over to plaza to see my sisters man. we went over to siying house, to slack and eat. omg. thennnn, we cab over to xm's house to drink baileys' and mahjong. my lifeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hahaha. i'm so happy. cos finally i touch my favourite tiles. :X  i won 8$ okay. so nice. i'm actually at the losing end lor. but then, i won in the end. lalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;working tomorrow. better good sales. ): working for roadshow on thursday and fri. wheeee. but i dont know for fcuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yea. tuesday we are having triple date. whooo. i'm so excited. okay, lame. then wednesday we wil lbe having sister lunching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sec school gathering is confirmed. joachim brother have book the function room for me. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i miss my darling so much. happy 14months for everything. yay! we come so far and i love you plenty dear. wheeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-7189672774801652104?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7189672774801652104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=7189672774801652104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7189672774801652104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7189672774801652104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-14-months.html' title='happy 14 months.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-7844335149315688372</id><published>2009-04-09T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:06:19.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday in 16days.</title><content type='html'>okay, i didnt went to school today. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit i was somehow pekchek in the morning. but still when i woke up, i'm okay with it. lol. stupid alvin. didnt wanto help me sign in. (okay, for the fact tht i know it will somehow get caught.) lol. whatever. i isnt angry after i woke up. cos i have my plenty of sleep. and tml its holiday. yay! shiok. thennnn, next week roadshow. i will attend school on mon&amp;amp;tue. for the rest of the week, no. haha. cos i need to work. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday will be going for kailing's 19th celebration. hehs. shalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life have been the same. ytd was tiring. lesson til 5pm. -.- omg. since so long i last have such times can. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, somehow i promise JD to give her face, to stop saying abt jeanie tan. lalala. whatever la. cant be bother abt it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really love going to school nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the fact tht my birthday is coming, i dont know where the fcuk i wanna celebrate. sian. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th with shatec cliques.&lt;br /&gt;25th with secondary class.&lt;br /&gt;26th dinner with family.&lt;br /&gt;27th with girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;28th with dear.&lt;br /&gt;29th with fujifilm clique.&lt;br /&gt;30th with LT.&lt;br /&gt;4th may with cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA. should be roughly like tht lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;location unsure yet. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. should i go tampines today. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-7844335149315688372?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7844335149315688372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=7844335149315688372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7844335149315688372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7844335149315688372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-in-16days.html' title='birthday in 16days.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-7284152729739636043</id><published>2009-04-06T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:33:38.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, i'm still SUPER PISSED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER PISSED SUPER PISSED SUPER PISSED! &lt;/span&gt;yes, i'm feeling SUPER pissed by someone. omg. -.- i swear i'm fcuking angry that the first time i actually sms someone that i hate so much. and still, i told JH i'm not going to waste my blog space on her, and yea, i'm doing so now. cos i need somewhere to rant it out. for the first time i hated someone and i block her. omg. SUPER ANGRY CAN! knnnnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;yes, this person is none other than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JEANIE TAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guess what she done to pissed all of us off again? okay, when we started to boycott her, she get so clingy to JD. yea, thats great. and JD actually ask us to forgive and forget to accept her into OUR group again. and now, when she's ALONE and JD is back in china, as a friend, wont you think for her where is she supposed to go for the group project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;yes! this selfish fcuker actually cant be bothered. when everyone boycott her, JD was there for her. now JD is back in china, she didnt attend today lesson, and we are spilting up for group project. this bitch actually cover her own backside, and went to join those cmi one. okay, and she didnt inform us if she's bringing JD along, cos in the first place, we thought she would be at least a little grateful towards someone who didnt actually boycott her when everyone is doing so. NO! she did not okay. she jolly well happily imagine that she join other group and then, those ppl who THEY thought are supposed to be with them are actually NOT. and then, they still got the guts to come screaming at others. omg. -.- okay, that's not the main thing. the main thing is i'm fcuking angry with her that she actually left JD ALONE, cant be bothered where she go. when ZX called her, she happily told us she dont know where JD wanna go. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FCUKYOU! _l_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yea, it seem a small matter to most, but not for me. cos i'm fcuking angry that you can get so ungrateful. hey, i hope you bloody hell and your whatever blind bf read my this post which is cater to YOU! know what, you didnt LEAVE us, initially, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we thought of BOYCOTTing you, in other point of saying, kick you out&lt;/span&gt;. (: but one thing, luckily you LEFT, cos we dont have to work with you. omg you confirm will get your retribution for treating JD like tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i dont know if you have a heart or smth, cos.. when you are in lurch, JD was there for you. she didnt even wanto go lunch with us, afraid that you might be alone. when we gossip abt you, or fcuking not gossip, we are stating the fact, she always help you. omg. and look at the way you are treating ppl now. i'm not angry that you left her alone, which is a good thing. jolly well, you LEAVE her from now. but i'm angry you didnt even bother to look for another option for her. what kind of friends are you? tell me about it man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and if you feel we are bitches, then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; on earth &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; choose to sit near us again? pls lah, how much we gossip also not as worst as you sia. ungrateful. tsktsk. and i will be more than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; if you LEAVE us and go to the front. like seriously. you go and fcukingly sit with those glenn and ppl lah. anyway, the bird of the same feather flock tgt. omg. sibei jialat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i seriously hate your fcuking face as if i owe you 200millions or tht fcuked up face of yours. especially your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEVER WASHED HAIR. &lt;/span&gt;yea, i'm more than happy that you leave. seriously, they were still worrying tht JD might be in difficults position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ohyea! and then get this clear, not tht paul and everyone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAS FIGHTING&lt;/span&gt; for you to go their group. you know what?! its just for the number. HAHA. x= yea, and you say you hate glenn too! and see how contradict can this be. you are actually going to get puppet by him? lol. you say abt vivian during last sem too. REMEMBER? and now you are joining them? lol. its a good thing, cos like i say, look at ur environment, you are only fit to go there okay. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;whatever shit. i hate you to the max. and i hope JD will see the true colour of yours. and then, PLEASE, you are really a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;HAIRSORE&lt;/span&gt;. omg. -.- yea, happily get controlled by glen. *clap hand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and yea, even though YH and alvin didnt mention anything, but i know they dont need you such friends as well. (: and yea, happily keep your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEAD PEOPLE EXTENDED LONG HAIR FOR YOUR BLIND BF TO SMELLLLLL. omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yea, maybe only those people in your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; group can stand you. whatever its the last sem. HAHA. hopefully, for my one year attachement,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I WONT GET TO SEE YOU.&lt;/span&gt; omg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;yea, ify ou think we are bitches, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOVE INFRONT LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i wonder if you still got the face to face JD. erxin. go sit with your new cliques lah. play lego tgt. sian. HAHAA. take up our space. i hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and yea, I AM SAYING ABT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JEANIE TAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;! so what! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i think ppl who read this post, from the first sentence should know i'm refering to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yea, disgusting. *faint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-7284152729739636043?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7284152729739636043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=7284152729739636043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7284152729739636043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/7284152729739636043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-im-still-super-pissed.html' title='yes, i&apos;m still SUPER PISSED.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-6408716199910248282</id><published>2009-04-06T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:56:07.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 19th manli. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;updated on 6th april 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;outing on 3rd april 2009. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;OKAY! haven been able to update everyday cos my life is super boring lah. lol. x=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;anyway, on friday we went to celebrate manli's 19th birthday at hog's breathe. (: the atmosphere sucks, the food sucks, the service sucks too. in the end, like what we always do, complain! lol, free meal to accompanied for the celebration of the day. total bill expected of 170$ but its waived off. (: so, sucky food doesnt really make all of us happy. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;next, went to surprise manli with a cake. brought by dear , xm and me. (: sweet right. i choose the disney princess one, cos i love it. dear wanted to get the chocolate one, but HAHA. i make the choice, as if it's my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okay, depart from hog's breathe after that rubber-band-like steak and cold and oily fries. *puke* and we went to the outdoor to celebrate for her. okay, just some camwhore and cutting cake. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAmRF1AlI/AAAAAAAACz4/0Y15HKxt5gE/s1600-h/IMG_4616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAmRF1AlI/AAAAAAAACz4/0Y15HKxt5gE/s320/IMG_4616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321496198370361938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;the so called disney princess cake which i cant see the princess. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, we do alot of funny things, but the pictures are still with dear. omg. -.- miss him like crazy right now. okay, back to topic... we went for the cake cutting right. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAmoaxPeI/AAAAAAAAC0A/1o6GxMaa7CE/s1600-h/manli2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAmoaxPeI/AAAAAAAAC0A/1o6GxMaa7CE/s320/manli2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321496204632210914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;birthday girl with her cake. 19 liao. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and some japalang shoots that taken by xm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAm64kiII/AAAAAAAAC0Q/WlEjez--Ti4/s1600-h/manli4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAm64kiII/AAAAAAAAC0Q/WlEjez--Ti4/s320/manli4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321496209589045378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;super ugly sey. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAmq6YhwI/AAAAAAAAC0I/332w70dBM1M/s1600-h/manli3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAmq6YhwI/AAAAAAAAC0I/332w70dBM1M/s320/manli3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321496205301679874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ignore that piece of tissue. tsk tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAs-TflqI/AAAAAAAAC0k/6IDWWMZsO_k/s1600-h/manli6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAs-TflqI/AAAAAAAAC0k/6IDWWMZsO_k/s320/manli6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321496313586488994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;geraldine &amp;amp; manli otw to to 24hours swensen. x=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lastly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAmxPZ1XI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/yz1Njt5mT6Q/s1600-h/manli5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAmxPZ1XI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/yz1Njt5mT6Q/s320/manli5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321496207000458610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;xuanmin and me. (: wide-grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lol, back to topic, at 11pm we wanted to head to 24hours swensen at town, but thennnn, it's under renovation. ): so dear went off first as he got to work the next day. the 4 of us headed to geraldine house for mahjong until 4am. omg. supposed to go st james, but i was making noise that i dont club. lol. so my best friends have to entertained me for mahjong. won 5$. hahaha. so proud of myself. x:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okay, back home and i slept til next day late and cab to work. whatever. friends for 11years, and we are still counting on. love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-6408716199910248282?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6408716199910248282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=6408716199910248282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6408716199910248282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6408716199910248282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-19th-manli.html' title='happy 19th manli. (:'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdnAmRF1AlI/AAAAAAAACz4/0Y15HKxt5gE/s72-c/IMG_4616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3509667536181183424</id><published>2009-03-31T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:12:25.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all in one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;okay, i have not been blogging since i went out with mr chow that day to celebrate his birthday. wheeee. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;went to work at imm. omg. i didnt sold any. damn jialat right. tell me about it man. haha, so mr chow went to pick me up all the way from tampines to imm jsut to bring me for dinner. okay, moody and tired so we just settled in swensen. have honey baked chicken, fish and chip, chicken wings, soft drinks,  sizzling pan. and we went through the earth hour. i'm sooooo excited okay. (: cos it will be in pitch dark! and they will lit the candle for us, completely no light. isnt it fun?! the server wore light stick and still have to walk past those tables with heavy plates. omg. but its cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;okay, half way through the dinner, light was switch off and we were about to have our dessert. haha. (: i love it. then, i told dear it seem like our candle light dinner lehhhh. HAHA. okay, food sucks, only companion is great. after tht off to buy hair dye and dear send me to bus stop then homed.  i love earth hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5zhqBikI/AAAAAAAACzo/A0ySE6UtlOE/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5zhqBikI/AAAAAAAACzo/A0ySE6UtlOE/s320/DSC00947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319377667248720450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5za85O0I/AAAAAAAACzg/gp3iPhBitbI/s1600-h/DSC00948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5za85O0I/AAAAAAAACzg/gp3iPhBitbI/s320/DSC00948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319377665448819522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5itCNzGI/AAAAAAAACzY/V-hgfh6rcSc/s1600-h/28032009009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5itCNzGI/AAAAAAAACzY/V-hgfh6rcSc/s320/28032009009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319377378245200994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my favouriteeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;bad things really happen. ): reached and i didnt went for break. *clap hand!* strive all the way to sell cameras for the first time, i felt so great about it, its my own effort, no one help at all. HAHAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sold 2 f200 EXR- RCP : $549&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then followed by;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1 f47fd RCP: $299&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1 s1500fd RCP: $399&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;lastly one more f47fd RCP: $299.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHA. i sold 5! all high commission seyy. lol. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okay homed at 10pm, another miracle. no more leaving early. tsk! whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;lol. went into malaysia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;just have;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ZHI BAO JI! ( paper chicken)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;stingray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sambal sotong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;mango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;jco donuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;otak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;calamari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;kangkong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;coffee bean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cheese cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yay! so happy. (: ended up i brought 18 donuts back to singapore. 6 for dear's working collegue, 6 for his family  6 for both of us. cheap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;okay, went to look for him after tht. wheee. i love him. have donuts and watch beverly hill chiwawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5iUvdZZI/AAAAAAAACzQ/Vw_-UhdbPLU/s1600-h/30032009010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5iUvdZZI/AAAAAAAACzQ/Vw_-UhdbPLU/s320/30032009010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319377371724080530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yummmmmyyy. jco donuts. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, sleep until late afternoon at dear place. no work and i'm on holiday, how great can life be, when your alarm dont ring early in the morning and you dont have to force yourself to wake up. hahaha. (: i love it to the max. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;watch downloaded movie, 'yes man!' and ' ice age 2' then until 4pm, crapped and watch magic, after tht napped til 5. play mahjong in computer. YAY! then play until 7.30pm to tampines mall to have swensen AGAIN! cos i wanted air-con and supposed to go bedok 85, but no aircon and i'm grumpy becos i come tht one and i felt super humid. so headed to have swensen. usual stuff, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ribeye steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sirlion steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;butterfly shrimp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;soup of the day- clam chowder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sizzzling pan. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, walked around TM, usual stuff. ohhh, dear got another ixus 85. tsk tsk. ): so now on loan to veneta my fuji z100, waishan the casio s10, manli our SLR, and finally we ourself using ixus 85. HAHA. weird eh. one couple got 4 cameras somemore, abit SIAOTINGDONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay whatever. off to watch together. picture time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5h3e_HlI/AAAAAAAACy4/JOkCN4PhEU8/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5h3e_HlI/AAAAAAAACy4/JOkCN4PhEU8/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319377363870359122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5iUx-rOI/AAAAAAAACzI/S9EOnUTCH0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5iUx-rOI/AAAAAAAACzI/S9EOnUTCH0Y/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319377371734650082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5iPPSFNI/AAAAAAAACzA/VIQ-NFtrE6s/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5iPPSFNI/AAAAAAAACzA/VIQ-NFtrE6s/s320/IMG_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319377370246943954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yay yay! no more swensen pls my dear until may. maybe then i will forget the taste. yucks. x=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3509667536181183424?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3509667536181183424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3509667536181183424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3509667536181183424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3509667536181183424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-in-one.html' title='all in one.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SdI5zhqBikI/AAAAAAAACzo/A0ySE6UtlOE/s72-c/DSC00947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3421594941497168983</id><published>2009-03-27T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:47:16.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>celebration+presents.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YESTERDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;okay, we went off to celebrate mr chow birthday yesterday, today with yuting&amp;amp; bf. (: couple date. yea! i love couple date. HAHA. x= at least, like not so sian of talking abt the same old thing lah. i got friends and i got him. isnt it the best thing in my life. whoooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway, spend nearly 150$ ytd. yea. cos i brought him his sharpie pens plus his poker cards. -.- HAHA. and eating at kuishinbo. whoooo. i love the food lah. like as usual. dear super sweeeet. he cut the crab up for me, even though he dont eat. i love seafood the most. if only i cant eat tons of seafood everyday. x= so as usual, snow crab, bamboo clams, salmon sashimi, waygu beef, pan seared salmon, fried ebi, tempura, chocolate fondue, prawns, mochi, california maki, sushi, unagi. you name it, they have it all over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy14_ZI0YI/AAAAAAAACx4/t9EuDV_Z5D8/s1600-h/26th+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy14_ZI0YI/AAAAAAAACx4/t9EuDV_Z5D8/s320/26th+birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317825250711884162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;in kuishinbo. i love the ice cream. its green tea with vanilla. damn NICE! whoooo. x=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;okay basically we went for movie first at marina. even though is dear birthday, but he let me choose what movie i want. nothing nice, so we went for shopaholic. x= yea, he got so bored of the show, while i'm okay with it. just super fasicanted with those YSL, barney, gucci, burberry WAREHOUSE sales. omg. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then, went to meet yuting at kuishinbo, after tht stayed for 2hours plus over there. eat like crazy. HAHA. then dear was so tempted to buy his plastic poker card. and i dont know why lah.  HAHAHA. but still, we brought it in the end. (: so he's happy, and i'm happy too. yea! love him plenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;soooo, while walking to esplanade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy15N-1tbI/AAAAAAAACyA/Y9PnQ5LS13I/s1600-h/26th+birthday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy15N-1tbI/AAAAAAAACyA/Y9PnQ5LS13I/s320/26th+birthday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317825254628111794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;more photos! hahahah. x=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;he is the one taking camera lah. so good for me! (: i can just keep posing. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;outside cafeeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy15z_J2vI/AAAAAAAACyI/BCjP0wb6cFM/s1600-h/26th+birthday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy15z_J2vI/AAAAAAAACyI/BCjP0wb6cFM/s320/26th+birthday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317825264829979378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;okay, then off he send me off to my bus stop, and he byebye and go back with yuting and co. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;luckily he enjoyed himself. and i have a pleasant day toooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;wanna look at the card i make? chio hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy16k4wfZI/AAAAAAAACyY/tg6RLvJQ37E/s1600-h/CIMG0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy16k4wfZI/AAAAAAAACyY/tg6RLvJQ37E/s320/CIMG0126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317825277956488594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the back and the front! i love it. ( HE LOVE IT TOOOO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy16HIoaRI/AAAAAAAACyQ/DDXIyZfHFys/s1600-h/CIMG0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy16HIoaRI/AAAAAAAACyQ/DDXIyZfHFys/s320/CIMG0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317825269970004242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and the inside. HAHA. isnt it nice. ehhhh, i think its nice. even though its just editing, cutting and pasting. lollll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;last paper of the sem. and i'm fcuking on holiday now. clap clap. (: so happy. finished my english paper and have to wait for those toot toot head. they took fcuking long to finish, knn. dont know what they write lah, tsk. ): so we went off to mos burger to eat. HAHA. nothing much different and now i'm home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i FINALLY got my shill bb cream + my shills purifying masks+ my liquid eye liner. (: wheeee. but tht damn blogshop is kan slow. knn. ): whatever, i will not purchase from them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy7UTKQrDI/AAAAAAAACyg/l5nD2lGVhVk/s1600-h/DSCF8064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy7UTKQrDI/AAAAAAAACyg/l5nD2lGVhVk/s320/DSCF8064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317831217432800306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;looook! bb cream+ mask. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy7UkWim0I/AAAAAAAACyo/lQQ-athWcfc/s1600-h/DSCF8065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy7UkWim0I/AAAAAAAACyo/lQQ-athWcfc/s320/DSCF8065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317831222047710018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;okay, shills product is good. according to online review. i have been buying masks and stuff like cosmetic online. such as eyeliner, mascara and 12 masks. hahaha. siaotingdong. i think i gonna stop for this month. x=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;okay, next. one of the present i brought for my dear dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy7Utw-opI/AAAAAAAACyw/YsNv5SYXLCU/s1600-h/CIMG0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy7Utw-opI/AAAAAAAACyw/YsNv5SYXLCU/s320/CIMG0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317831224574517906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAB SERIES&lt;/span&gt;, face wash. yea, its very important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;so this month all my money was gone on food and facial product. clap clapppppp. x: sibei kua zhang. HAHA. ehh, lab series damn expensive. tsk! even my kose cleanser also nv so exp lor. wth. but i'm glad he say the feeling of after using was GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;lol, so what am i going to do next? working for weekend and monday to malaysia. tuesday should be dear off day and we gonna meet up soon. love you baby. HAHA. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i'm so going to sleep. i want to eat my herbal chicken, A&amp;amp;W, bak kut teh, starbucks and shopping for my one day in malaysia. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;bye! one week holiday. whooo, here i come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3421594941497168983?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3421594941497168983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3421594941497168983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3421594941497168983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3421594941497168983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/celebrationpresents.html' title='celebration+presents.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/Scy14_ZI0YI/AAAAAAAACx4/t9EuDV_Z5D8/s72-c/26th+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1824557757270414901</id><published>2009-03-26T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:32:30.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ScpU1SYtQJI/AAAAAAAACxw/dowaSTAPHNQ/s1600-h/printing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ScpU1SYtQJI/AAAAAAAACxw/dowaSTAPHNQ/s320/printing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317155584509558930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MR CHOW CHEN CHI, STEVEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(okay, not the best photo though, but i'm just anyhow clicking. whatever.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;dear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;happy birthday to you! okay, this have been the 2nd year we celebrating YOUR birthday together. hopefully, you love the present i brought for you. not really that expensive but yea, it cost me a bomb somehow. not as expensive as what u been buying me. ehhh, but cannot compare like that leh. cos you earn MORE than me. somemore, i got so much debts to pay back. and you dont like branded right. so its okay, dont worry, i nv get you branded. HAHA. x=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;siaotingdong. okay serious! aiya, tl then you will know lah. i love you many too okay. i'm super tired now. leave the rest til tml! yay! and seriously i'm excited. to eat. x= no lah, to see you. happy?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;lalala, i hope this year we can go hongkong eoy. so i can buy my stuff. HAHA. love you deep. enjoy this special day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ohh,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday vanessa!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;so envy of you&amp;amp;ross. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;enjoy your special day too. hugs! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1824557757270414901?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1824557757270414901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1824557757270414901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1824557757270414901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1824557757270414901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/ScpU1SYtQJI/AAAAAAAACxw/dowaSTAPHNQ/s72-c/printing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-1769946899738744615</id><published>2009-03-25T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:57:50.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy shalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay, POA was a bitch lah. luckily i went to study with the rest at the very last minute and i nearly drove yuheng crazy by asking him dumb question. HAHA. in the end, thanks to ws, jh, yh, and alvin. HAHA, even though i was ds-ing at the start. lol, so after the coach the general journal, t accoutn, trial balance, income statement and balance sheet. *clap clap* how smart eh. (: and alvin taught me the LILO and stuff like tht, plus the 3 method of depreciation. then ws taught me FIFO, and some wu eh bo eh. then JH was there for consultation. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;manage to finish my paper within the hour and a good news! i manage to balance my trial balance, and i 'YES!' out. haha. so happy. i wanted to turn my back to tell YH. x= okay, whatever. so i just reach home like not longgggg ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;whatever, tml is dear's birthday and vanessa's too! okay, party on sunday. hahaha. (: tml the yuting &amp;amp;i plus our bfs gonna go out tgt. hahaha. lacing of  joey and bf only. whooo. so kuishinbo for dinner and we shall go ahead to watch movie. yay! shopaholic ba. but i wonder if dear will like. lol. i l ove kuishinbo food lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 more mins its dear's 26th birthday. HAHAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and in one months time, it gonna be MINE birthday leh. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;happy shalala. checking up on my phone. which to get. yay! i think if not samsung, i will be getting the sony ericsson one. dear say the sony one buai pai sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okay, checking out the price and letting my mummy know. HAHAH. i'm so happy. wonder what LT gonna get for me next month. whooo, been ages since i alst call LT. okay. whatever. damn it. i'm hungry like as usual. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-1769946899738744615?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1769946899738744615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=1769946899738744615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1769946899738744615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/1769946899738744615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-shalala.html' title='happy shalala'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-6154262862010974935</id><published>2009-03-25T00:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:05:06.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE COACH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;okay, my itchy backside hand go and type; 'www.coach.com' to see the newly launched wristlet. ): WHY?! and i got so into this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SckPt27HMLI/AAAAAAAACxg/9fnkjEEQCuQ/s1600-h/42471_b4mc_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SckPt27HMLI/AAAAAAAACxg/9fnkjEEQCuQ/s320/42471_b4mc_a0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316798115599560882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;yea, newly launch parker edition. ): how long does it get to reach my handddddd~! i love the butterfly. hehs. total &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$162.00! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( inclusive of shipping, taxes and stuff.) i not sure if its available in singapore. ROARS. i gonna head to taka soon. ahhhh, can anyone get this for my upcoming 19th birthday pls! i will be darn grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;next on the list, cheaper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SckQB2M9bJI/AAAAAAAACxo/mafM53-bx18/s1600-h/42240_bmcgd_a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SckQB2M9bJI/AAAAAAAACxo/mafM53-bx18/s320/42240_bmcgd_a0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316798459003366546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$145.00!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; omg. i'm damn in love with this okay. but its look so pretty yet singapore doesnt bring in! ROARS. i will be damn happy if anyone, just any kind soul gonna get it for my upcoming birthday reaching in a months time. ): yea, stop dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;okay, whatever. i'm poor like shit now. argh. dont you think it look so pretty?! even by looking at it, make me darn happy! okay, if i got to feel it, i will be really really really grinning! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, how to celebrate my brithday next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;kbox with shatec clique?! (not confirm yet, cos chevrons is out, some of them stay so far!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;function room at the petals for gathering + birthday celebration. (: yea, just a simple simple one. not really confirm, i haven do anything abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;then, maybe just lunching or dinnering with my primary school friends. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;how abt working collegues, yea. got be more much more fun! hahaha. i cant wait for my upcoming 19th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mummy have agreed to buy me a new phone! yay! hopefully, i got something i like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;whoooo, and ohya, one more just the 2 of our celebration or smth. i dont know what he gonna do abt it. lol. x= *hinting mr chow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;whatever. i have been craving for my wrislet since 2 months ago. but everytime, i just spend my money to dont know where. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;burberry called, my wallet need $59 to repair. yay! i tot i can get a new one too? okay, whatever. so, it's great i need to use the snoopy one for one more month. thankyou. back to square one ehhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;tml meeting at 9? yuheng, my buddy went to amk to collect my blogshopping stuff for me. yay! i recieved my mask. and i'm so happy. tml bb cream shall arrived. hopefully! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A BIRTHDAY PRESENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-6154262862010974935?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6154262862010974935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=6154262862010974935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6154262862010974935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/6154262862010974935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-coach.html' title='I LOVE COACH!'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IWUQnSgmelU/SckPt27HMLI/AAAAAAAACxg/9fnkjEEQCuQ/s72-c/42471_b4mc_a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6063729771425544598.post-3005354663659803273</id><published>2009-03-24T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:48:13.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 down, 3 more to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i have like recieved my 12 masks online. and now i'm go going to get the kose lotion. hahah. x= okay, the auntie give me the sample and it feels good! whooo. so i think i gonna get one when i go over to bugis next week or smth. okay, one week of holida, not exactly one week, just 5 days. sat&amp;amp;sun will be working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;30th; going to msia with juanne and guys! yay! (: so happy. cos i can eat my herbal chicken and stuff. x= yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i wanna spend quality time with dear and i wished to go sentosa. ): i just wanto get tanned or maybe just have some fun over there. it been so long eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;today math, as promised, we went to study tgt. knn. last min squeeze everything into my brain. tsk. but still there confirm got question i dont know one. HAHA. okay, POA next. i dont think i will liek  complete the whole paper or smth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;lalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and tml dear say he gonna meet me. whoooo. having swensens!? okay, whatever. then thursday is his birthday. lol. i wann go kuishinbo sooooonnnn. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;okay, of cos is i treat lah.. whatever, going masking soon. i love putting on mask, and nap. then i shall watch tv later. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6063729771425544598-3005354663659803273?l=preciouslifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3005354663659803273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6063729771425544598&amp;postID=3005354663659803273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3005354663659803273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6063729771425544598/posts/default/3005354663659803273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciouslifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-down-3-more-to-go.html' title='2 down, 3 more to go.'/><author><name>your-precious-me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00861213021678559258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
