<?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-1985956545335453612</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:52:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a story to tell..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-4356960418311709131</id><published>2010-09-24T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T19:45:28.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My.. it really has been ages ever since the last time I've blogged already.. haha. hmmms.. Baby have gone to Batam for his cip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before he went away, we spent everyday together.. so sweet(: glad that he's having good food over there and that they're actually helping out at an orphanage. help to reconstruct their toilets and stairs and stuffs. Imma proud of you baby!!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and I've already started working at st james. back at the manicure salon, i was earning by commission so it didnt really work out. difficult to go by a commission pay.. so Ive shifted to st james(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;work at st james is fun! funny people always full of energy for the night life. its really full of life. thought i not really a night person, i gotta say that i really enjoyed working there. maybe its because baby's working there too? and everytime he ends work earlier than me and waits patiently for me to finish work(: thank you very much baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now im having my holidays already. but still have to go back to sch who knows when just to do that fcking corrective work order. thanks hor you fcking pu bor. spoil my holiday. you aint getting any better!!! humph..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;back to the nail salon, my boss is asking me to go back to help her during weekends like how ive always done.. i really have got no idea what to do.. i do still have my passion in doing nails but this current job that im doing is great. there's nice and great people and furthermore the pay is quite alright too.. damn.. i really dunno which one to go to manz.. hais..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;now baby is away and im so bored!!! how i wish he can really come back soon..:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1985956545335453612-4356960418311709131?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4356960418311709131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=4356960418311709131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4356960418311709131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4356960418311709131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-again.html' title='back again..'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-1121354674160834449</id><published>2010-05-31T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:37:12.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/TAPJcvLZsiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RIdWjh5C2xs/s1600/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/TAPJcvLZsiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RIdWjh5C2xs/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477443067350463010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well!!! Its been really long since I've updated... School doing great!! And so is baby's. I'm really so proud of him for doing pretty well in his current course! *claps for Ash!!*&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good work okay???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm only doing one job, things are not as smooth as before.. As a matter of fact, I can't really handle my money well even when I've tried.. HOPEFULLY!!!! I might get another pay rise...*GRINS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is also working very hard.. School and work ain't that easy at all.. Furthermore now everything is still so EXPENSIVE!!!! GAWD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And great! I've threw away my tongue stud already. WHY? Cos I accidentally bit it while eating and my molar(the teeth at the very back) actually chipped off... Maybe its really time for a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT GOD DAMNED RASHES HAVE NOT CURED YET!!!! WHY CAN'T IT LEAVE ME ALONE HUH?!?!? SO IN LOVE WITH ME IS IT?!?! ~^)_++_)#@!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired like how it is everyday.. Wonder when will there be a day that I won't be complaining about it..? School is like 8-6 everyday and on top of that, I've got work every weekends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are coming real fast. Like next week?? But I still love it cos..&lt;br /&gt;*I get to sleep late and wake up late&lt;br /&gt;*I get to meet baby more often&lt;br /&gt;*I get to work more as well&lt;br /&gt;*baby planned for a holiday to m'sia just for the 2 of us&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on and on?!?! How great can it be??(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I get to do well in my studies. Exams are nearing as well and its all getting on my toes.. I'm so NERVOUS!!! I'm so scared that I can't do well. I'm so scared that I can't get to Higher Nitec. I'm so scared that I will not be selected to go for competitions!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna do well... Really really..!&lt;br /&gt;And that IF I do not do well, I've decided that I will be working full time at Sharen's place.. At least I've got a stable income and that the best thing is that... ITS SO FREAKING NEAR MY HOME!!! And definately is that I'm doing something which I enjoy so much(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, I've promised to sleep early(: Gonna go shower, eat, and snuggle into bed(:&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&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/1985956545335453612-1121354674160834449?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1121354674160834449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=1121354674160834449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/1121354674160834449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/1121354674160834449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello.html' title='Hello~~'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/TAPJcvLZsiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RIdWjh5C2xs/s72-c/IMG_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-3625497478957765391</id><published>2010-04-04T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T03:38:59.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely love</title><content type='html'>Time flies. Soon, ash and I will be going to our respective schools.. Things seems boring without him by my side.. We were in the same class for two years and things went strong. Now, I really wonder how things are gonna be like.. Is this like a test..? A test to testify how strong our love for each other will be. 10months has passed so quickly and 11th month is reaching soon. Hopefully we'll both do well in what we're going to do and excel in it. At the same time, make new friends as well. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've just realized that most of my friends are just for show. They weren't really my true friends frankly speaking. Because, true friends don't bear grudges, they won't outcast you and neither will they talk bad behind your back! From secondary school till now, I regard my ite friends are better than secondary school friends. Were my secondary school friends that good? Sad to say, I think they're the worst of all. I felt like a free labour to them instead. I can help them out in the wee hours in the morning and yet do much jobs than their 'better' friends. Yet, i'm not appreciated.. I feel as though I've wasted so much of my life because of them..! But I know that's just a route everyone will take. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If you're my friend and you're reading this, ask yourself afew questions. Have you ever really sacrificed time for me? Have you even wondered whether you feel like you've totally didn't even bother me? Have you felt as though that without me being around things would be better? Have you ever felt how does it feels to be forgotten? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I bet my friends wouldn't be bothered anyways haha.! Neither could I anymore. Cos I don't want any of them to pity me. I shouldn't be the one feeling full of regrets.! I did what I did as a friend but none of them reached out to me to thank me. Such friends have been a waste. Because I know they'll never care. They care about themselves and what's going on within them now. And that they'll never know how it feels to be forgotten like a lost puzzle or discarded cup. &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-3625497478957765391?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3625497478957765391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=3625497478957765391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/3625497478957765391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/3625497478957765391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/04/lovely-love.html' title='lovely love'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-5306287249213216760</id><published>2010-03-09T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:08:17.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember...</title><content type='html'>I could remember how things happened on my birthday like it was yesterday... Typical Chinese bitch.. How you've packed every single thing of mine and even asked me to pack yours as well.. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I remembered the other day I had a dream.. I dreamt that you said you don't love me anymore and that you don't ever want to see me anymore and you even held onto another girl's hand and walk away from me.. I woke up from the dream in an instant and didn't dared to go back to sleep.. Thinking of it now it felt so real and that emotions are so strong my tears can't help but to flow.. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You can say the most hurtful words I never wished to hear for my entire life.. ' I don't have trust in you anymore/ I don't even bother anymore.! Don't be so cheap. ' How do you think I'll take it? It didn't feel good hearing such statements.. It felt like a dagger slowly dragging at your heart.. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've tried.. But it didn't seemed enough for you.. Being shouted by you in public and having you pushing my head sucks! I swallowed it all.. You walked and I followed slowly from behind till I lost sight of you.. Yet you turned back and asked why am I so slow instead... &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You said I've made improvements but that still didn't satisfy you enough.. You told me I'm a loser.. Yet after all these that you've said to me I felt helpless and all I wanted was to defend for myself.. But every wall/brick I build/stack, you just tear them down instead and step on them like they're nothing at all.. It's like every single time I stands up, you pushed me to fall harder.. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;All that you've said made me feel hopeless and useless at times.. And even times that I'm not good enough for you.. I know people's tongue have been wagging about me being with you but still, everything I put it all behind me.. I've to keep it all in me and that at times, I just felt like screaming and pulling every single strands of that person's hair.. But I end up pulling mine instead and pinching or biting myself to tell me this is reality.. .Who else can I seek help from? At times I didn't even dare to let you know things fearing that you'll get angry and telling me off that I asked for it.. So I kept it all in me.. And you said I'm keeping things away from you.. At times, I just don't know how to communicate with you properly.. I assume you came across that a lot of times as well...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Even when we're in the same school, so many problems have surfaced before.. I'm sure more will bound to surface when we're in our own respective new school and courses.. I just wished that you'd not forget that I'm still here.. I've never even thought of leaving.. Please don't crush this hope again.. It has nearly happened a number of times.. I don't want it to happen again... &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-5306287249213216760?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5306287249213216760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=5306287249213216760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5306287249213216760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5306287249213216760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-remember.html' title='I remember...'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-66146226959496119</id><published>2010-02-27T14:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T15:41:33.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haven been working nowadays so my income is like going down can!!! Only working in the morning with dad.. School has yet to start and right now i seriously can't wait for it to start!!! Gosh!! So excited already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much exciting nowadays.. Hopefully can find another job to sustain my daily spendings: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/1985956545335453612-66146226959496119?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/66146226959496119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=66146226959496119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/66146226959496119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/66146226959496119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/02/boring.html' title='BORING!!!'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-6879203645423089966</id><published>2010-01-28T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:04:59.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've just set up my nail blog(: Happiness is in me~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to talk nowadays. Good and bad days with Ash, school, work and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT NEWS!!! DAMNED! I got accepted in Beauty Therapy!!! Happy or what sia??? Ran up and down just for the interview but everything is worthwhile(: Thanks to Ash for my bad temper for the day and despite him having not enough sleep(me too as well) he went through it all with me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K shall stop here already (: taa daa~~&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/1985956545335453612-6879203645423089966?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/6879203645423089966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=6879203645423089966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/6879203645423089966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/6879203645423089966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/01/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-6384393862766030369</id><published>2010-01-21T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T21:13:25.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After a day of happening, everything seems to be back to normal.. Just find it very nonsensical.. But, nevermind(: its over anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today(21jan2010) totally had no breaks at all!&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning at 6 got up and out to help aunt with the bus thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Out to meet Ash to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Straight went to help aunt with the bus thing again.&lt;br /&gt;Home and showered.&lt;br /&gt;Off to Sharen's place to do nails arts and designs(she gave me more work to do los..!!)&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;Did the housework.&lt;br /&gt;Cook chicken for furries(still cooking)&lt;br /&gt;And now sitting here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to feed furries yet but chicken not cooked fully yet.. But I don't feel very tired at all! Haha! Maybe soon after my refreshing shower(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder whether I'll have to help aunt in the afternoon again tomorrow.. Sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're so many things I wanna do now!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Get customers!!(:&lt;br /&gt;Go malaysia for shopping.(Still waiting for pay-.-)&lt;br /&gt;Have my nails grown so that I can do nail arts on my own nails.&lt;br /&gt;Get better in my nail art.(Sharen complimented me!! So happy.. Haha)&lt;br /&gt;Shed that weight-.-(Since when I've been saying that man..?)&lt;br /&gt;See my baby 24/7(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry but too lazy to eat.. Maybe throughout I've been busy today, I totally got no mood to eat even though I'm hungry now.. Instead, feeling tired cos now more relaxed already.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. PLEASE!!! PEOPLE!!! I NEED CUSTOMERS!!!!&gt;.&lt;&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/1985956545335453612-6384393862766030369?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/6384393862766030369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=6384393862766030369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/6384393862766030369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/6384393862766030369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally.html' title='Finally?'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-4369063433509016318</id><published>2010-01-19T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:27:52.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Been waiting for you the whole day yet what I received was "Why you never sleep? Go and sleep now!" I'd expect that you'd talk over the phone with me just a little longer but seems like I'm wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore. it seems like you're hiding quite a lot of things from me.. You just don't wanna tell me.. Brushing it aside saying that you'll tell me when the time is right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long you spent at the computer. Called you in the morning hoping to have breakfast with you yet your dad said you were sleeping.. No hope already los..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot eat with you its still alright.. But right now can't even talk to you over the phone.?? I've got nothing more to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don  miss the chances life is giving you to spend with the people you love... Remember that in this life, there are no rewinds&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/1985956545335453612-4369063433509016318?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4369063433509016318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=4369063433509016318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4369063433509016318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4369063433509016318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/01/sad.html' title='SAD'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-632377122259286035</id><published>2010-01-13T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:22:30.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK!! Bet you guys didn't know how I'll be charging from my services right?? Hehe. I'm gonna tell you guys NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Express manicure : $8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Classic manicure : $12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*French : Additional $4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Express pedicure : $10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Classic pedicure : $15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*French : Additional $5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nail Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Painting : $1 Per Nail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                    $8 For 10 fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3D : Charges vary due to design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please do support me!~!~!~ THANK YOU!!!&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/1985956545335453612-632377122259286035?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/632377122259286035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=632377122259286035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/632377122259286035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/632377122259286035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/01/work.html' title='WORK'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-5539237001114112585</id><published>2010-01-12T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:23:16.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EYES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK! My right eye is swollen-.- Due to........... EYELASH EXTENSION!!! God.. Guess I'm not fated to do such things man... Thou I do love the extensions alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharen needed someone as her model to do the extension so she asked me then I agreed los didn't know it would turn out like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, I'll be going down to the shop to have it removed later(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYTHEWAY, I'm thinking of setting up my own side business. ANYBODY INTERESTED IN DOING MANICURE??? hahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm gonna do nails as my side business. I enjoy doing it so guess it won't hurt right? Kekee... Have got more to learn before I decide on anything. Did Joey's nails so she'll have to help me promote around la.. So far ONE of her friend is interested so I guess its a good start(: Furthermore I'm gonna do 3D so hopefully response is good...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/S0wis8xlncI/AAAAAAAAADI/i9ms2t1Ng6A/s1600-h/20100111078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/S0wis8xlncI/AAAAAAAAADI/i9ms2t1Ng6A/s320/20100111078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425749806698307010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, this is the set of nails I did for my bro's gf. Its pink with glitter and definately 3D nail art. She choose the design herself so this time, I didn't choose it for her okay! haha. Glad that she likes it but too bad I don't have a good camera to take the picture lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for good response!!!&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/1985956545335453612-5539237001114112585?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5539237001114112585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=5539237001114112585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5539237001114112585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5539237001114112585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/01/eyes.html' title='EYES!!!'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/S0wis8xlncI/AAAAAAAAADI/i9ms2t1Ng6A/s72-c/20100111078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-4660029551671123403</id><published>2010-01-08T08:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:57:04.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLANS..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HEY PEOPLE!!! Have been having the idea so some time now.. Think once I've shipped in the products I may start a tiny business my own. Furthermore, I have the interest(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be targeting youngsters instead and definately my price will be cheap one la haha! Only problem is the location.. I can't find a permanent place. Does this means I have to do home services?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awws.. I'm not sure... Still planning. If response is good I might consider home services then(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE!! PLEASE SUPPORT ME!~!~!~!~!~!&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/1985956545335453612-4660029551671123403?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4660029551671123403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=4660029551671123403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4660029551671123403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4660029551671123403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/01/plans.html' title='PLANS..!'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-7639378229357508342</id><published>2010-01-07T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:58:57.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ANNIVERSARY DEAREST!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well well well. Today's the 7th which means.... ITS OUR 8TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY!!! Hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Simei with Ash to apply for my desired course(Beauty Therapy) and the fucker made me wait very long can!! Told me to apply at the computer then get back to her then she goes missing!!!! Waited at least an hour before I see her again at the desk lor..... Nbz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to TM with Ash and had our lunch at Ding Tai Feng!! So delicious xiao long bao.. Haha yes!! I ate alot.. FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around TM, then T1 and lastly to Century. Bought nail stuffs at SASA and totally forgot that it's Soon Li's birthday!! Quickly wished her happy birthday and got to know that she's disappointed cos her husband never celebrate with her cos he say he no money! What rubbish lor... Faggot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be meeting her tomorrow at the Expo cos she's going to the tattoo convention with Mel but I'm not going.. Ticket so ex lor.. Totally not worth it.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus to TPY cos Ash had to retrieve letters for his uncle. Halfway he couldn't take it anymore so we stopped near Kallang to go to some nearby restroom. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to another bus stop only to witness a car knocking down a cat. I ran towards the cat to see whether I could help but the cat was dying.. All I could do was to cry.. Ash wanted to help the cat to the pathway too but we're afraid we may cause more hurt and injury to the poor animal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call the police and they said they couldn't do anything about it! Its a life and they can do nothing about it?! What if its someone instead?!?!?! Heartless morons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referred us to NEA instead and they said they also received a call regarding the cat as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? They call me in the late afternoon just now to verify the place where the cat has been knocked down. Which means they took a good 12hours later to retrieve the dead cat! WTF?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can text me informing me that they have cleared the cat already lor. Take so damn long... If someone were to be knocked down and the police take a good long time to bring your body away how does it feel huh?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartless fucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s&lt;/span&gt;: sorry sorry kitty.. Can't help you anything.. Hope that you're in a better place now....&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/1985956545335453612-7639378229357508342?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/7639378229357508342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=7639378229357508342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7639378229357508342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7639378229357508342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-anniversary-dearest.html' title='HAPPY ANNIVERSARY DEAREST!!!'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-4603109025566185025</id><published>2010-01-04T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:37:05.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paths Crossed..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Things have seriously brought me to thinking. Things which I feel that you're really selfish and bias over. Put yourself in my shoes and see the picture. Perhaps you may not even notice it at all since its all been like this for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that particular day you changed and I feel that there isn't any need to do any changes already. Like I've referred to the cup thing its pretty true. I don't come from a very good background neither am I very rich to spend as much money as you guys do. But at least I know when a friend is in need of help, I go all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even brought me to suspect that you actually took me for granted. I remember all the late nights I helped you so much and in the end, seriously speaking, I got nothing much of a return.( I didn't even expect any by the way.) You even asked me to lie in the face of your loved ones about you two going else where.( Is there even a need for me to do all these since I'm not even involved?) Best of all, you didn't even bother to invite me to something grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even since that day after her birthday, I even told myself that that's gonna be the end. You couldn't even bother to look at me in the eye when you talk when I met you guys at night to return your stuffs. What a way to treat a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any disappointment? Sadly yes but not too much. I've actually came to realize or even cannot be bothered about it anymore. Definately I don't feel happy about it when I'm typing all these shitass thing. At least, I can vent my anger here instead of someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of putting up a fake front when the real one inside you is trying its best to surface? I cannot be bothered at whatever friends you mix with, party at which clubs or pubs or anything else. I'm simply washing my hands out of these crap. No point wasting my time hoping that a FRIEND would invite you like they always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its never a good day thinking about all these crap.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnights fuckheads.!&lt;br /&gt;Have a hell of a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S &lt;/span&gt;Since I'm not in a good mood I don't care whatever words I use. Offended? Get the hell outta here then.&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/1985956545335453612-4603109025566185025?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4603109025566185025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=4603109025566185025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4603109025566185025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4603109025566185025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2010/01/paths-crossed.html' title='Paths Crossed..'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-5140485570967441925</id><published>2009-12-28T15:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:58:45.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby I Love You(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have been working so thus, whenever I have my off days, met baby to spend more time with him(: Thou we didn't take alot of pictures but I guess old pictures can also do the talking right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are the pictures(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SzhxRWm2xnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KZrXUKhZIR4/s1600-h/DSC00002+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SzhxRWm2xnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KZrXUKhZIR4/s320/DSC00002+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420206694480660082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SzhxYmU2ZhI/AAAAAAAAACY/SOaba9wL_Dc/s1600-h/Image064+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SzhxYmU2ZhI/AAAAAAAAACY/SOaba9wL_Dc/s320/Image064+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420206818959189522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Szhx1wFEwMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/783nyXUbfeo/s1600-h/Mentos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Szhx1wFEwMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/783nyXUbfeo/s320/Mentos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420207319793582274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Szhx1LeD27I/AAAAAAAAACo/mrMkbE8TzMU/s1600-h/Image076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Szhx1LeD27I/AAAAAAAAACo/mrMkbE8TzMU/s320/Image076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420207309966269362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Szhx2dhW9iI/AAAAAAAAADA/5pUWbVeSsdI/s1600-h/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Szhx2dhW9iI/AAAAAAAAADA/5pUWbVeSsdI/s320/Image097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420207331991811618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SzhxfO9hVLI/AAAAAAAAACg/Hb3kvkuT71k/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SzhxfO9hVLI/AAAAAAAAACg/Hb3kvkuT71k/s320/Image095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420206932946408626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Szhx1rfthyI/AAAAAAAAACw/3lC3bokxCGQ/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Szhx1rfthyI/AAAAAAAAACw/3lC3bokxCGQ/s320/Image106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420207318563129122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm really glad that he has always been around me whenever I'm down. Always trying to make me smile with his stupid antics.(: It has always been a joy whenever he makes me laugh. He's a best friend, boyfriend, brother and etc.. Luff him(: &lt;33&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/1985956545335453612-5140485570967441925?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5140485570967441925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=5140485570967441925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5140485570967441925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5140485570967441925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/12/baby-i-love-you.html' title='Baby I Love You(:'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SzhxRWm2xnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KZrXUKhZIR4/s72-c/DSC00002+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-8178380816889143642</id><published>2009-12-10T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:16:13.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well.. How long has it been since I've blogged? Recently just spent our 7TH month anniversary rather simple due to my work. Did a photo frame. Or should I say I just decorated it only.. Hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it got me to thinking a lot of things.. Actually its not only today.. Its been for some time already. I've been missing out a lot.. People have changed. Seems like the past is just a not so pleasant memory at all. Even Ash has been asking me about it. It just makes me to pissed off.! I don't think that the topic should even be brought up at all. Totally not worth it to talk about. People often say don't be so foolish to let others take advantage of you but sometimes, things just repeat even when you don't expect anything in return.. You've already been made used of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a lesson worth of learning? I'm not sure.. What is it that I've been doing all the while? Maybe I'm used to the kind of feeling already. It doesn't really hurt.. Cos that is when you know you've already been made used of and that the person just kind of disappear in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that's left is bittersweet memories. Sometimes, the thoughts of it will make you laugh heartily while some will just leave you with a frown. Maybe I expected too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt? Definately.. The best is within you, yourself. Not others. When you wished for something from others, you'll end up with disappointment. The scar will also remind you of why and what happened as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k I'm going out already. Bye~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby don't worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're my only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You won't be lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even when the sky is falling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Bold" class="gl_bold" border="0" /&gt;&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/1985956545335453612-8178380816889143642?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/8178380816889143642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=8178380816889143642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/8178380816889143642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/8178380816889143642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/12/down-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-1464280462130245376</id><published>2009-10-09T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T08:56:10.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th month anniversary:)</title><content type='html'>Ok so on our 5th month, ash and I went to sentosa. went in the noon thou I met him in the morning cos he took super long to went to get ready while I watched tv. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Slept on the bus on the way there and upon reaching, he woke me up telling me that when I was sleeping, a vision he was imagining was that I looked like a pregnant woman-.-!!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And he goes like "I was thinking if we were married and you're pregnant, I definately will cab you everywhere and will not take bus one." haha!! So sweet right? Lol.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ate at the foodstalls near the interchange and my fried carrot cake is damn oily la.. Disgusted.!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bus-ed to sentosa and took the tramp to siloso beach. Sentosa is opening so many other bars and restaurant!! Confirm very expensive one Los..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Once at the beach, took a walk to the underwater world there and took pictures with snakes. Ash love the snake so much he kissed it while I was thinking if I carry the snake will it attack me all of a sudden while I was posing anot la... &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After snakes, went to see the turtles!! Cute la the turtles.. The way they swim, stayed under the water so long and the way the glide through the waters. Very nice!!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Wonder when can enter.. Definately will go someday!!!!! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Went to the beach and once into the waters, ash saw a crab and he wanted to catch  it! Told me to look over the crab while he go get something to contain it. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Can't catch the crab so I decided to go up to the shore. While on my way to the shore i was looking at the rocks all along and I saw something swimming/crawling very fast then I shouted for ash.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Turns out, it's an octopus!!!! Took a long time to catch with and finally caught it with a zip lock bag. It's very beautiful and my first time so close and even get the chance to disturb it!!! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Then, found even more things...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Found a kind of thing like seamonkey but I don't know what it is so I'll call it parasite instead. Then we found a prawn. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As we brought the prawn up to the shore, birds so the delicious looking prawn and tried to steal it!!! Of cos I chase the birds away la..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And we also found squid tenticles if I'm not wrong. Think I killed it cos while in the water, I felt that I step onto something and it was struggling and trying it's very best to get my big and heavy foot off!!!! Think my weight ripped off the head and left with the tenticles which we found-.-....&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Saw afew more prawns but had difficulty catching it so we gave up. Went to shower and I felt that the octopus is dying and kept persuading ash to let it free and finally he agreed cos he actually wanted to bring it back and get to know the lifestyle and characteristics. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After shower went to walk around near the bus back to the interchange and took alot of pics. Laughing throughout and the place is so beautiful!!!! The lights will really mesmerise you as they slowly change to another colour. And at the top you'll feel as thou you're in a fairy land. Amazing eh??&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Took the bus and another bus back home. Slept again and ash drop off earlier than me taking all my stuffs with me only leaving my important stuffs with me. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Home and then talked to michelle an Jo about the octopus experience then showered and lalaland. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh by the way again, happy 5th month Ash!!!( thou it's like 2days back..) :)))))))&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-1464280462130245376?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1464280462130245376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=1464280462130245376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/1464280462130245376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/1464280462130245376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/10/5th-month-anniversary.html' title='5th month anniversary:)'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-2853011879165580566</id><published>2009-09-28T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:44:44.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUNGRY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HOHOHO!!! Its the 2nd week of holidays and guess what?! I HAVEN'T GOT A JOB YET!!! SOBXSOBX....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok I know I'm picky when it comes to looking for a job.. I want a job which fills me with interests and also, the pay must definitely not to too low lah.. Otherwise eat what sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saw a few jobs available but some didn't want people without experience to be working part time while some, the place is WAY too far.. Imagine how much I have to travel? Can die of traveling  sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bf have been working for the past 3days as well. F1 usher. He's really tired and totally drained out cos they are required to stay all the time and as-a-matter-of-fact, they're some sort of a walking directory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He calls me whenever he's free and tells me of the chio bu-s there like big breast or like round big ass.. Damn shitty sia.. I'll gorge his eyes out!! HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, I got irritated yesterday by him because at the end of the race or whatever, everyone was practically screaming their lungs out and he called me to allow me to 'feel' they joy or happiness or whatever they are enjoying. Turns out its really irritating to have hundreds of people screaming into the phone receiver eh..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But seriously speaking, the past 3days was not very enjoyable. I stayed home all day just to wait till he had the time to call me so that I could call him back and yet he calls me a lazy bum. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I swear I didn't go out at all but with mum only la... Practically stayed home, watch tv, play with dog, helped mum and dad to discard a tv and trying my very best to sleep cos I can't seem to fall asleep! Even if I did fell asleep, it was only like for 1/2 hr only los.. Damn that dieting pills..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bf's gonna meet me soon and I still have got to wait for him to get ready.. He always takes his own sweet time one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;QUICKLY COME LA THAMBI....!! lolxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1985956545335453612-2853011879165580566?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/2853011879165580566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=2853011879165580566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/2853011879165580566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/2853011879165580566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/09/fungry.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-7604967790570382274</id><published>2009-09-20T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T09:25:02.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays:)</title><content type='html'>School holidays!!!!!!!! Woohoo! Shiok or what sia! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ok so last week of school was like going to class and doing the same old thing as before. Boring yea? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bf is going to be the usher for the f1 thing so not gonna see him like 3 days!!?? He has to be there by 12 and the thing ends like nearing midnight??! Sian Los like that..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyways I'm looking for jobs. During the 3 weeks holiday, I must find a part tiMe job la.. Any recommendations?!?!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Last night went to play left 4 dead with bf and his friends. Very long never play and also very long never see his friends already. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Did some catching up and left 4 dead 2 is coming out!!! Heard it's much more fun.. 17 oct... Hahahahha. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ok it's still early and bf is definately still sleeping.. I think I use comp and search for something interesting better than lying around and waiting for him to call me!! ;p&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-7604967790570382274?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/7604967790570382274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=7604967790570382274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7604967790570382274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7604967790570382274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays.html' title='holidays:)'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-5851438743871517918</id><published>2009-09-05T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:47:17.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy, you're my love</title><content type='html'>Yesterday had a small quarrel with bf but after mac we're back to normal already. Ate a total of mac worth $16??Quite impressed at the amount of food we ate.. Damn shit! I'm growing fatter Los...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bf was very clumsy in class yesterday I must say.. He actually stuck a pencil up his head and the lead is like in his head till late noon he was telling me the back of his head hurt. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Guess what?! I squeezed out the lead(just like squeezing pimple) and got the lead out. Can say he at least stuck half a cm of lead in his head from morning till noon.. Clumsy or what huh?!?! But I still love him anyways. Haha&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Actually planned to go to his sister-in-law place to learn manicure one but they have something on so next time ba.. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I seriously think doing nails is so fun!! Can't wait to start learning and then work as a manicurist(: really really looking forward to the teachings from his sil!!!!!:D &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;K la shall stop here. Mum wanna go market and I haven't shower yet.. Bye peeps!&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-5851438743871517918?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5851438743871517918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=5851438743871517918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5851438743871517918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5851438743871517918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/09/clumsy-you-my-love.html' title='Clumsy, you&amp;#39;re my love'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-993691195984373912</id><published>2009-08-24T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:04:49.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhuh...</title><content type='html'>Weather looks awesome!!! Good day to go out and chill like shopping or just a normal day out.. Too bad bf is working but nvm, will meeting him later(: bored at home right now.. Ate breakie with Marmie and I seriously feel like sleeping can?! Damned shit... Like pig sia eat already then wanna sleep... &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyways, the other day I actually dreamt that huimin brings a similar bag of Ben 10 just like isaac's one to school la can!! Hahaha he'll of a funny thing to dream of. Work up and cannot stop laughing... So stupid.. Lol&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ok right now I wanna go catch the Taiwan drama before showering and heading out.. Fated to love you!! Here I come!!!! Xoxo&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-993691195984373912?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/993691195984373912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=993691195984373912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/993691195984373912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/993691195984373912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/08/uhuh.html' title='Uhuh...'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-942874084698839526</id><published>2009-08-17T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:01:47.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry with Daddy..!</title><content type='html'>Daddy's leg is in no good condition... Michelle and I initially wanted to bring him to the hospital so that people there will look over his leg and blood sugar content but being as stubborn as he always is, he refused... Even got angry la.. &lt;br/&gt;Michelle was so worried about after she saw the wound she cried Los... &lt;br/&gt;Why he don't like to take care of himself when people are trying their best to make sure that he is find and healthy,.!? &lt;br/&gt;Disappointing cos I think he takes his injuries not seriously at all... Even bro tried to talk to him but daddy don't seem to be bothered.. His sisters infact have a way to pursuading him instead.. Seriously speaking it makes me feel as though that when they talk to us, I can sense that they feel that we are not taking care of him at all.. &lt;br/&gt;We tried our best of the best.. He just doesn't seem to listen... &lt;br/&gt;And who says he listens to me the most? Just because I'm the youngest does not mean that naturally he HAS to dote on me the most and TAKES my advices...&lt;br/&gt;My other siblings are older and wiser and can even handle things well better than me. Why wouldn't he listen to their advices instead? sigh... Get well soon daddy.......&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-942874084698839526?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/942874084698839526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=942874084698839526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/942874084698839526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/942874084698839526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/08/angry-with-daddy.html' title='Angry with Daddy..!'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-8285898219881988668</id><published>2009-08-06T19:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:21:45.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking Forward For Tomorrow..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok.. Back to blogging.. Lazy like don't know what and have been sleeping early nowadays too.. Thus, making me wanna sleep more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, tomorrow is the 7th and it marks our 3rd month anniversary. Yes I know its just like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd month..&lt;/span&gt; But seriously, it felt as thought it has been a long time already.. Another thing is that we've been quarreling too. Damn shitty los.. Ass.. Always make me irritated and angry.. Yes! Whatever you can name it that has got to do with unhappiness!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Snq57HH8_2I/AAAAAAAAACI/AxSrsL03jXY/s1600-h/IMG0006A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Snq57HH8_2I/AAAAAAAAACI/AxSrsL03jXY/s320/IMG0006A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366806331141193570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I still love you even when you really irritates me like there's no tomorrow and I'll still continue to love you when you ignores me when playing someone's psp.!!!&lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You come outside&lt;br /&gt;To view the faint sunset&lt;br /&gt;Light bewildered by trees&lt;br /&gt;Shine through quietly&lt;br /&gt;You glide your soft auburn hair&lt;br /&gt;Perched behind your ear&lt;br /&gt;And in this moment I feel at home&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the interior&lt;br /&gt;You are my humble abode...&lt;br /&gt;Your company is soothing&lt;br /&gt;Calming and reassuring&lt;br /&gt;Inside, the wind chimes ring&lt;br /&gt;You saunter and my heart sings&lt;br /&gt;Bit by bit I begin to recognize&lt;br /&gt;The enchanting glow in your subtle&lt;br /&gt;eyes&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in all abstract paintings&lt;br /&gt;It's you; what all artists see&lt;br /&gt;You are poetry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1985956545335453612-8285898219881988668?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/8285898219881988668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=8285898219881988668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/8285898219881988668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/8285898219881988668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/08/looking-forward-for-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Snq57HH8_2I/AAAAAAAAACI/AxSrsL03jXY/s72-c/IMG0006A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-3087143628295168619</id><published>2009-08-04T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:50:10.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the blue</title><content type='html'>Wow isn't it a good thing that I'm doing facial and taking great care of my skin like finaly?! Haha what a surprise I know.. Tsktsk... Wonder how long I can tahan thing kind of skincare thingy..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-3087143628295168619?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3087143628295168619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=3087143628295168619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/3087143628295168619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/3087143628295168619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-of-blue.html' title='out of the blue'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-5046121826600539585</id><published>2009-07-21T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T12:20:35.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I seriously hate it when you're trying to control my smoking habits.!</title><content type='html'>You always control my smoking habits.Am I like smoking everytime i'm with you? No! I did try to cut down when I'm with you yet you kept wanting me to do something to get what I wanted. First you said I had to beg for the things I want. Do I look like a begger to you? Then you said you were saying that you want me to sing the song begging. That is not what you said in the first place ok.! And yes i got irritated and when I said I don't want to smoke already, you gave me the cig dispite me saying that I don't wanna smoke. That is why I threw the cig away and you said I attitude. I talked to you nicely and yet you pushed my hand away. I sat at a corner and watched you walk away instead. What's the point of walking me home when you walked all the way alone knowing that I cannot catch up? Might as well you return me my stuffs and you go home yourself right? You don't think like I do. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-5046121826600539585?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5046121826600539585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=5046121826600539585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5046121826600539585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5046121826600539585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-seriously-hate-it-when-you-trying-to.html' title='I seriously hate it when you&amp;#39;re trying to control my smoking habits.!'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-6170855348245300105</id><published>2009-07-17T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:16:32.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I Think I've Been A Really Good Girl!&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;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have been doing household chores everyday!! Clear the shitty papers, mopped the floor, put the papers for them to shit on, cook food for them to eat, clear up Watermelon's cage and wash the dishes. (BTW the 'them' refers to my dogs')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good girl right?*HUGE GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I think me being a good girl has earned me somethings too! Dearest Jeremy brother has gave me a new handphone cos my Nokia phone has gone mute los. People call me I don't even know and when I set alarm to wake up in the morning, the earpiece have to be stuffed at my ears so that I'll wake up in shock. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, its a china phone and it definately wakes me up cos the other time when I was sleeping with Michelle on the same bed, and when the alarm went off, I was still sleeping like a pig and she woke up instead! (She normally cannot wake up that easily one los..) But the phone is really small and seriously speaking, I have a hard time messaging cos the keyboard thingy is too small and I always type the next letter instead. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Dearest Michelle sister has got me a iPod Touch. So sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her right??? Someone has traded in their iPod touch and I heard from my sister that when they didn't jailbreak, you totally cannot play games at all!!! And when you have someone else to do the jailbreak-ing for you, it cost $100!! Damnshit right? And she got it at a cheaper rate since she's working there and that's the reason why I have a iPod touch now. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to mention that she has also installed alot of things for me too and I'm like so hooked onto it can!! Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went for interview with Ash, Izzul and Saiful yesterday at TPY CC for one of Wing Tai's outlet called Uniqlo. Waited for so long can! There are alot of people applying for the job and when we handed over the applications forms, we waited for practically 45mins los.... And the person who interviewed me was like... I don't know what to say but I feel that she talks alot and judge alot on my appearance...SAD!!! After the interview went to eat at Forks&amp;amp;Spoons. Once eaten, went to walk around TPY and off to take the bus home. Its been afew days since we go out together and even longer since I go out with my other classmates lah hahahah. Fun to be with them cos I never fail to laugh at their stupid jokes and funny moves. Thumbs up my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okok, I'll stop here for now cos Ash is like waiting for me cos I said I'm hungry and we've also planned to watch Drag me to Hell in my iPod!!! hahahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/1985956545335453612-6170855348245300105?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/6170855348245300105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=6170855348245300105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/6170855348245300105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/6170855348245300105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-ive-been-really-good-girl-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-2180859031356242141</id><published>2009-07-14T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:06:58.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying things out(:</title><content type='html'>Well, trying out iblogging to see how it works... Keke&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-2180859031356242141?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/2180859031356242141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=2180859031356242141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/2180859031356242141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/2180859031356242141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/07/trying-things-out.html' title='trying things out(:'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-4453027998583740130</id><published>2009-07-09T18:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:37:09.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You never fail to make me smile through the roughest time.(:&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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boohoo!!! Holidays ended and all is back to school. Glad to see people whom I've never got to see throughout the holidays and everyone has so much to share. Okay so lets talk about the holidays first. Throughout, I didn't work at all. A very big disappointment... And yes a big THANK YOU to my aunt. She gave the June's payment even when I didn't work at all... Isn't that really sweet of her? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm like growing fatter and fatter by the day can?!?!? Eat sleep eat sleep eat sleep. URG!!! Gonna go on a strict diet..(loud laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The holidays wasn't that bad actually. Got to spent like everyday with him. Went to Sentosa to celebrate his friend's birthday(Bharath) at cafe del moar. Its like everything there is damn ex la!!! Think the at least spent near to 200bucks can! Oh and not forgetting to mention that his birthday present is really a beaut. Armani Exchange shades. Cool right??? Hahah. Okay back to the cafe del moar topic. The drinks there were expensive, they are very strick on their rules and regulations like no outside food and drinks, atmosphere wasn't really superb, services was not too bad and their menu sucks. Why cannot buy jugs of soft drinks eh? Never think of those who cannot drink? How the very not considerate los... Anyways, I didn't drink much so I was very awake to remember alot of things. Baby got alittle high and was the first to sleep and I was looking after him almost throughout the night till I couldn't take it and sleep too. Played games with his friends while he was in lalaland. So funy can! Must kick the ball at the lamp post one. Somemore one of his friend's leg was injured but seriously speaking, it doesn't look injured or anything to me at all los.. Some were playing twister too and there were alot of laughter. Glad that the birthday boy was having fun!(: Morning arrived very quickly and everyone washed up early while me and baby went to have a quick dip into the cold morning waters. Washed up and headed to the hawker centre to have breakfast. After that had a short chat with everyone and parted ways back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just as baby was walking me home, we saw Michelle(my eldest sis) under my block at the clinic. She then told me the most shocking news and I was immediately brought back to life cos I was practically dragging myself as I was really tired. She told me that Joanna(my second sis) had gotten into a fight the night before at a pub. Wow! That was really unexpected la can! Though everyone in the family knows how she's like when she's drinking but seriously I'd never imagined her to get into a fight with a stranger. All is well that everything has been settled I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have got a new stupid gay-shit teacher. Damn can! The second day with his was rubbish! Furthermore the day before I had a quarrel with baby and wasn't really in the mood to do much thing and that day was our ANNIVERSARY!!! Well that teacher practically told me off in front of the whole class and shouted me to get out. So, I took my things and got out lah. Just as I swing the door opened, he shouted at me very loudly, "STUPID!" I am seriously not going to let this matter rest no matter what. The teacher had better apologise to me otherwise I'm definately going to make things big and difficult for him for sure. KENNY TAN!!! YOU'RE SUCH A GAY! PLEASE HAVE SOME GUY ACTIONS FOR GOD'S SAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SlXVrOQNuaI/AAAAAAAAACA/FLUXf_jM8SQ/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SlXVrOQNuaI/AAAAAAAAACA/FLUXf_jM8SQ/s320/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356422270364268962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to school and Nadia told me that her sister got into a problem where there are a bunch of guys in her school which had set up a blog to gossip about people. Very infurating when she related how things were. These guys really need to grow up. And I didn't even expect that from guys la.. So aunty like that sia. Might as well wear a skirt if they love to gossip like girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna go jogging soon right after I've fed sweethearts with baby. So, this is what happened recently. Oh and by the way, Transformers : Revenge of the fallen is AWESOME!! Must watch peeps if you have not. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/1985956545335453612-4453027998583740130?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4453027998583740130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=4453027998583740130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4453027998583740130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4453027998583740130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-never-fail-to-make-me-smile-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SlXVrOQNuaI/AAAAAAAAACA/FLUXf_jM8SQ/s72-c/Image073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-6966941666211665928</id><published>2009-06-05T21:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:59:12.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lovely As Always ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Great cos its like holidays already can?!?!?! AHAHAHAHAHA Shiok man.. Just now went over to Syaiful's place cos dear wanted to and was really pissed off by him la... URG!! Nevermind that... So practically almost the one week holiday was like slacking lah.. Need to find a job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On 30th May, met dear in the day then went to NorthPoint and had lunch. After that go home and brought Ricco down and took pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sika6OFPyhI/AAAAAAAAABg/gqKUoGerA38/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sika6OFPyhI/AAAAAAAAABg/gqKUoGerA38/s320/Image060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343832020366641682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SikbDxzqjII/AAAAAAAAABo/ZWLiHC1IVf0/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SikbDxzqjII/AAAAAAAAABo/ZWLiHC1IVf0/s320/Image061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343832184575396994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha such a cute and handsome boy right? And now that he's all showered.. Even better... HAAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to safra and played games. He lost so many times to me when playing Time Crisis la hahahah so fun... Should play again.. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home and washed up and had dinner again together at NorthPoint with Joey dearest and her bf. They went off first to catch a movie while me and dear ate and then head to the mrt station and off to sentosa! Omg I tell you ! The night view at Sentosa is superb!!! The lights are beautiful and everything is beautiful!!! And furthermore, when we got there, there were alot of functions going on. People having their wedding held there, birthday parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SikcQiuezbI/AAAAAAAAABw/8miUs64iPQQ/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SikcQiuezbI/AAAAAAAAABw/8miUs64iPQQ/s320/Image062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343833503377051058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken on the skytrain to the beach station. We didn't take any pictures at sentosa so was quite a waste but its alright, its not as if we'll never go to sentosa again what.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met his friends there and we talked crap. His friends really funny lah.. I practically laughed throughout the night until they said they wanted to go walk walk then after they came back laughed again. Could not take it anymore in the middle of the night, I sneaked into the tent and fell asleep very quickly only to be awake cos dear was fanning for me again cos he scared I hot but in fact I was feeling cold and actually woke up from the coldness-.-&lt;br /&gt;In the end he say very hot very hot cannot sleep also slept like a pig what.. lol!! And his singlet smells when I was hugging him from behind............... And his 2 cute friends squeezed into the tent with us and even zip the 'door' la cos he scared got rats-.-!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when it was bright already, Zam called dear up and he just cannot wake up los.. Really pig sia... Only when he heard that there was monitor lizard he quickly got up and got out of the tent only to see nothing! HAHAHAH Ass sia... Monitor lizard only quickly wake up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at the beach for quite some time then his friends were camwhoring like nonstop? Then they went to shower and when they returned, me and dear went to shower. Ate the sentosa then bus back. Took 855 and slept all the way till reached the interchange at Yishun and took 811 to 848 there to buy lunch for mum. Cannot remember whether got sleep anot lei.. Die... got stm already. Hai... K la I want to go shower alady. CIAOZ~~&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/1985956545335453612-6966941666211665928?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/6966941666211665928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=6966941666211665928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/6966941666211665928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/6966941666211665928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/06/lovely-as-always-great-cos-its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sika6OFPyhI/AAAAAAAAABg/gqKUoGerA38/s72-c/Image060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-4333527394785919414</id><published>2009-05-12T21:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:26:54.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I Hope Time Would Stop When You're Around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ass the pimples on my face!!! Argh... Kept trying to get rid of them but they just won't bug!!! It's really irritating me........ Anyways,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;went to Vivo the other day with baby to spend some quality time together.. Haha yes! QUALITY TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!! Can't belie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;f that I have actually found someone that is so nice to be((((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sgl_Xi1MnPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/0NTv0nBdvmU/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sgl_Xi1MnPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/0NTv0nBdvmU/s320/Image040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334935276060712178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quality right?? Haha ok I know I don't look that good in the picture but nevermind lah haha. Anyways, we ate the Carl's don't what and that fugly burger is like so huge can?! Took me really quite some time to actually finish it and after eating it I actually went to schit.. I know very the un-glam la.. We didn't stay at Vivo for long cos Joey actually planned to meet me at CWP but she was playing pool so me and baby went to walk around and headed for CWP after Joey called to inform that she's done with pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her potiential BF (now BF)  and haha find that he's not too bad la most importantly is that he treats her good right?? Other than that I have no say in anythings. My by the way, I just noticed that there re many cross-race relationships los! Now even Joey is in one too!! Acutally it ain't a bad thing right..? Meeting with Joey was short as it was pretty late already and her BF stays very the far los.. So, parted our ways and went back home. Baby sent me home and we slacked under my block so I did some make up for him.. Haha so cute one la he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SgmB1c64FHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dklf71RqZis/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SgmB1c64FHI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dklf71RqZis/s320/Image046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334937988893250674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute right?!?! Hahas! Wiped off the make-up for him and had to go home already. Sometimes when I'm out with him, really didn't have the heart to leave him sia.. But still had to go home anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Joey was telling me that she wanna play pool so me, RQ, CN, Joey and Boris went to safra to play pool. Fun but was tired and trying to conserve energy for crabbing later!! After pool, went over to Northpoint and had Yoshinoya for dinner, printed some pictures and home to prepare stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SgmFXo5JVmI/AAAAAAAAABI/61UB-Eig92A/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SgmFXo5JVmI/AAAAAAAAABI/61UB-Eig92A/s320/Image049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334941874757654114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SgmFXWcqzJI/AAAAAAAAABA/LnXKcpo8vpE/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SgmFXWcqzJI/AAAAAAAAABA/LnXKcpo8vpE/s320/Image048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334941869806374034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone went except for CN. Boris's friends came along too!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Really had alot of laughter as his friend was really funny! Sadly they went off at around 2am I think.. Baby came along and so did 'carbeer'. Much of a surprise, Cassandra happen to be there s well! The world is so damn small I tell you.! Can anybody ever imagined that we actually crabbed the whole night till morning and caught NOT EVEN A SIGLE CRAB!!! Its really WTF los.. Waste my blardy first time in crabbing sia... Definately not a good experience at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Spent the whole night talking and disturbing RQ for fartng around and eating that so awlful toufu jelly that I bought and slept for 1/2hr on baby's breast! Hahahaha He's really sweet la.. Didn't sleep t all and made me feel pretty bad... Morning rise and shine! Took the nets up and lost bloody 2nets! Don't know which blardy idiot who took it.. And walked to the bus stop and boarded the bus to sembawang and had breakie at MacDonalds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SgmGjnbg9nI/AAAAAAAAABY/GKnDQ8F9C8I/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SgmGjnbg9nI/AAAAAAAAABY/GKnDQ8F9C8I/s320/Image052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334943180034995826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/SgmFXraaCVI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WWYRy7wz824/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Haha he got the flower from the tree cos I said that it was beautiful.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakie, mrt-ed home and hunny was very rude to an old man which is whellchair-bound selling tissue paper. SO BAD! And that old man was like staring at him.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Home-d, showered and slept. It's Tuesday today and I just woke up not long ago from my beauty nap and now hunny is sleeping away... Awwws...... OK I feel like shitting now!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1985956545335453612-4333527394785919414?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4333527394785919414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=4333527394785919414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4333527394785919414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4333527394785919414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hope-time-would-stop-when-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sgl_Xi1MnPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/0NTv0nBdvmU/s72-c/Image040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-5031495176192209667</id><published>2009-04-28T20:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:03:19.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I Love Them BUT At Times I Hate Them More..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My.. When was the last time that I had blogged? I'm really lazy to blog as-a-matter-of-fact. Having cold now for don't know what stupid reasons when then weather is so hot nowadays..?! Might be due to the sudden change of the weather when it rained for no apparent reasons and sleeping with the aircon on for 2nights! Can't I even sleep in airconditioned area huh?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok so by the way, went to zoo the other time(just a day or 2 before school reopens) with Arswwin, his sister-in-law and his brother. He found $100 can?! Just at the sweets corner right in front of the damn counter! Hahaha so lucky man.. Oh and did I mention that his nephew is damn cute? Hahaha he's really cute and handsome la walao... Naughty too.. Can't get the things done his way he'll scream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sfb5nzMyL0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/M5b5k7KxAzI/s1600-h/At+zo0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sfb5nzMyL0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/M5b5k7KxAzI/s400/At+zo0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329721671193603906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          At one part of the zoo where there are lots of beautiful&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                     flowers and a bench for people to sit.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                    (Many mosquitoes too....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Before zoo was camp at I have no idea where it is.. Fun but really tiring and embarrassing los... Leadership camp. Main purpose of going there was to get a cert so that my port folio would be of a better prospect I guess.. Didn't had a good sleep the night before so slept on the bus all the way until reached Yishun ITE to do the high and low elements. Didn't do the high elements cause was really tired so I was practically sleeping at the bench and when I woke up the teacher insisted that I at least try out one and I got really pissed of thanks to my leader and great timing cause we have to move to the low elements already. HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now I wished I could go for the 2nd camp but I didn't perform very well during the first camp so I'm like really praying very hard can!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sfb7rhwHzOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bwpLrJrPYmg/s1600-h/SDC10500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sfb7rhwHzOI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bwpLrJrPYmg/s400/SDC10500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329723934252715234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                  Break camp and doing feedbacks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AND AND AND!!! I'm so into Mafia Wars on FaceBook now lah... Can get really angry and irritated when people attack me and stealing all my hard earned money la...~!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()_+_)(*&amp;amp;^%$#@!~!!!!!! Please people!! Do add me in FaceBook and joing Mafia Wars! I'll truely be grateful:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is totally fine thought there may always have some hiccups along the way but hey! People are still the same with very little change and I have a vase to keep flowers too at home!!!! Really beautiful red, white, pink, orange and blue roses(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sfb9H80zr3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/qorIAS4nxg0/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sfb9H80zr3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/qorIAS4nxg0/s400/Image036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329725522068090738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                        Ok the background is not that beautiful but the main&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                    point is the roses so stay focussed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice? The blue roses really stood out alot man... Hahaha ok la I'll stop here for now my nose is dropping off already.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-5031495176192209667?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5031495176192209667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=5031495176192209667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5031495176192209667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5031495176192209667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-them-but-at-times-i-hate-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/Sfb5nzMyL0I/AAAAAAAAAAY/M5b5k7KxAzI/s72-c/At+zo0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-836970946904880959</id><published>2009-03-16T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:32:48.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SWEET!!!!!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alrights!hollidays are nearing and boy!!I'm just so glad(: HAHAHA Okay i sound so retarded-.- Have not been updating either cos I'l like super lazy to do so???And of cos have been going out with HIM too(: (HEY HE'S NOT MY GUY OKAY!its just not official..yet.?)Went over to Power House the other time with him but turned out to be a disappointment cos he couldn't get in cos he's not officilly 18yet. Sad huh? So,I didn't enter as well.How can I be enjoying yet leaving him outside waiting for me??That's like so bad can!In the end went badck home los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He FINALLY went to the salon yesterday to have his hair cut. Only cut thin los also never really cut short but he says he feels confortable with it la..hahas And he had his beard shaved too. Not too bad only that the person didn't do a good job at all and caused his neck to be red red..*pain anot..???* Went to eat and walked around bishan park like for 2hour??Talking crap all the way and got a drink before heading back home. Felt really bad so everytime he pays for my stuffs...I don't wanna be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xiao nu ren&lt;/span&gt; los walao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you always makes my heart skip a beat&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          when you tell me of what you feels&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              but I got to say this thing..&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        I enjoy every seconds when I'm with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1985956545335453612-836970946904880959?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/836970946904880959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=836970946904880959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/836970946904880959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/836970946904880959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-alrightshollidays-are-nearing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-2592989371295698369</id><published>2009-02-11T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:42:20.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just a small problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After a day spent quarrelling, it brought me to thinking.. Did I say something bad which made me regret? You said no one have said that you were selfish before so does it mean that I'm the first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No. Definately not proud about it at all.. Kinda makes me feel sad because seems like I just do not know what to talk to you about. All I can do is just keep quiet and stare out of the glass when we were on our way home on the bus. In class I wanted to talk to you and was hoping that you would bring up some stupid topic to talk to me about. But both of our mouths are sealed. You said you didn't wanna hurt me by telling me what those girls had said about us but without telling me it hurts me even more. I wanna know what happened at that point of time. I wanna share how you feel at that point of time. I want you to know how I don't care about what people say. But you just wanna do things your own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since the problem is solved, there's nothing to talk much about what has happened. But will this incident always stay or will it go away.?? I wanna let it go away but seriously speaking, you told me not to be bothered about what they had said but how do you expect me to do so huh?The sentence keeps appearing in my mind though I always put a strong front... Tell me what to do really will you?dammit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/1985956545335453612-2592989371295698369?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/2592989371295698369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=2592989371295698369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/2592989371295698369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/2592989371295698369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-just-small-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-1041451924847497117</id><published>2008-12-30T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:07:28.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okays so it has been damn frigging long since I've last blogged.. Haha boring lah life. A day before Nadia's birthday got her a small cake and from Build-A-Bear-Workshop and got her a teddy bear with my recording. Hahas so sweet of me right?! Too bad didn't take a photo of the bear lah hahaha.. Anyways she love he bear so I'm happy(: Slacked and had dinner with her and Yat and headed home so nothing much special about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;Quite boring cos was out with the usuals and kinda clogged up los then also went back early because some wanted to leave early so we didn't really celebrate christmas only just a normal day out shopping. Went back early and slacked at Huimin's place with Jiaqi and we had cup noodles. After that home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair again!!!! OMG Now I think I look so young manz.. HAHAHA Yep I had my hair cut short. Something like my sister's(Michelle) hair.. Haha so short lah aiyo. Haha nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve!!(coming soon)&lt;br /&gt;Awws got to go to school early at 8:OOAM!!! To help the new january intake to have their ez link photoshoot. As well as the 2nd of jan.. BUT! We do get paid okays.. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Still planning where to go on that day...Hmmmms...&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/1985956545335453612-1041451924847497117?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1041451924847497117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=1041451924847497117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/1041451924847497117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/1041451924847497117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-desire.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-7403543195783569997</id><published>2008-10-16T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:15:52.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Found The Perfect&lt;br /&gt;Love Song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have been attending class late los just simply cannot wake up at all... Sleeping late and waking up early is a so not me los.... But also no choice have to wake up then drag my fat , heavy , pig like body to school... In the end stand outside the class like one model like that then sweat as if going for a tanning session alone with clothes on making you all so sticky and stinky before you even really start a real day... Pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really lazy to update.. Nothing much happened also ma.. Just the 3 weeks holidays has been slacking... Not working and just simply rot away los... What to do... Hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently have been visiting HuiMin's aunty place there to place with the children. Total 3 children. Clarence(oldest primary 3) , Isacc(2nd child 5 years old) and Celest(youngest 3years old). All the children are lovely only that they do misbehave too..(Which can be really irritating one los..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes and when you interact with the children you'll feel younger los and certainly , there's always more responsible when you wanna bring them out to play. But good thing is that they will follow us and not just run away to one corner like some other children do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going over to Nadia's place on Saturday for Hari Raya visiting. Am certainly looking forward for it because I've never been to one before!! Sounds so fun... But still have to avoid someone to prevent gossips for its like.. WTH... Yea.. That's how it feels like... Actually I didn't or should I say WE actually do not need to avoid one los cos we did nothing wrong ma just friends only but why do these people gets so uptight? Asking me questions which like they planned to ask me long long time ago so everything has been planned like how to ask me indirectly. I really don't understand these people los...  So weird one... But the main thing is that we'll be avoiding them because he didn't wanna bump into them so that everyone will not feel so awkard. So its best to respect people's decision and go along with it and anyways i doubt i can wake up early to meet them that early also los... Come on manz it's a Saturday lah just sleep till the sun burns my blardy ass then I wake up los... MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND AND AND!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG there's this cantonese song very the nice lah... I just cannot stop listening to it.. The singer really brings in alot of emotins into singing the song which I think that is why I am so into the song.. The music feels so dreamy so does the singer's voice.. A very nice song indeed... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights shall stop here... Till then..&lt;br /&gt;Love ya peeps(:&lt;br /&gt;Muachsss!!!!&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/1985956545335453612-7403543195783569997?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/7403543195783569997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=7403543195783569997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7403543195783569997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7403543195783569997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-found-perfect-love-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-7943017725763556946</id><published>2008-09-18T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:16:10.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You make me happy just like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;2nd last day of school. Was late and nagged by Mr. Goh... Been going out these few days like nobody's business... Tired and really need alot of rest. Wondering if I should go to school tomorrow.. Ong's lesson..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Still planning whether or not to change course. Quarreled with my sister cos of this. Dumb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Holidays are nearing and I still haven found a job yet.. Any recomandations please.. Otherwise i don't have money to spend..lols.. Blog shopping is loved.. Just bought a new pair of sandals today. Happy... Hahas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HuiMin is sick again... She has been getting sick very frequently this year.. Wonder why.... I'M GETTING FATTER!!! Got to shed some weight manz..... OMG... fat f-a-t FAT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm so bored I don't know what to blog about... Nothing special nowadays at all... Sighs... Shall update again..&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/1985956545335453612-7943017725763556946?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/7943017725763556946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=7943017725763556946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7943017725763556946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7943017725763556946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-make-me-happy-just-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-7247896566641267820</id><published>2008-09-10T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:20:47.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just a moment that i need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Boring.. Have been real lazy in updating my blog... Came home from school then slack on the bed and off to meet HuiMin before coming home to sleep.. Nothing special nowadays.. School, tests, and craps... Hahas&lt;br /&gt;HuiMin is really unhappy about her tuition.. No words or comfort can seem to move her heart at all.. Maybe she sian already over what has be happening and she even planned to go overseas like in 3years time to go study..!!!&lt;br /&gt;YES!!ITS GONNA BE BORING!!! But its her future la I can't say "Oei you better don't go if not I break your legs" right?? But changing a new environment might be better also I think... Well its her life and she got to live it her way as her friend I can only support her decisions los...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went out with Arswwin and one of his friend. Went Lucky Plaza then to Pacific Plaza and back and forth.... Don't even know know how many times we walked the same route... Hahaas... Then off to play pool at Lucky Plaza.(His friend thrashed me like hell lah walao...!!!) Took bus to AMK and cabbed to jln kayu makan. Reached home nearing 2am I think.. Slept and morning to school and now I've got rash... My back, neck, ear all kena lah.... Really pissed of because of this stewpid rash.. And have been feeling chills nowadays.. Is the weather cold or am I like sick??lols....&lt;br /&gt;Okies I really don't know what else to write already but to wish all my friends taking o levels this year. JiaYou wors!! Just 60 plus more days!! Tahan abit and ENJOY~~~~ And please people.. Don't call him jiefu la he isn't.. Really... Favour lah please... Keekekekekes...&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/1985956545335453612-7247896566641267820?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/7247896566641267820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=7247896566641267820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7247896566641267820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/7247896566641267820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-moment-that-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-5688471449278246273</id><published>2008-08-19T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:09:01.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Define Love&lt;br /&gt;And Tell Me How Its Like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Early day and school starts at 1pm again cause don't have PE and LP. Great time to slack my head off!haas... Puffing away as usual since no one is at home. Reading through blogs of my friends and really wish them best of lick for there 'O' levels.(:&lt;br /&gt;HuiMin's sick again... Fever is always up and down due to I-think-she-didn't-drink-enough-water..! Furthermore was raining that day for the PASSIONARTE. Drink more water and get well soon babe! Nice I must say the art pieces was superb. Brilliance and hardwork contributed by them. Hope to see more to come again.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday Arswwin told me his cousin's son got bitten by his aunty's dog.(A sad case which made me wanna spend loads of quality time with my dog..T.T) Okays so it was raining yesterday so his aunty's dog is terrified of the rain and thunder stuffs(same as me dogs..) and his little nephew(I don't know how old he is) thought the dog was playing and kicked him. So in return of fear and self-defending, the dog bit him. Cut the story short, boy sent to hospital and dog sent to SPCA. Most probably put down by the SPCA stuffs already. Sad right? Told my sister, Michelle and was discussing this matter and came to a conclusion that they might have sent the dog to the SPCA in a fit of angry and may have thought that their dog has gone crazy. Nevermind this matter...Its gone now and I'm not involved and have no say in this.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna rain soon again cause the sky is pretty dark... Nina's boy(Snowpy) is a daddy already!! The first puppy to be sold is a father of 4cute puppies now! Hahas!! Btw didn't got the job the other time when I went for the interview..(The lady lied..!bitch) So I'm looking for another job. ANY RECOMENDATIONS???? Hahas! Okays I'm being retard.. Everything seemed so different once I left secondary school... Poeple don't seem to be the same anymore. All of them are merely wearing masks and only takes them off when I'm not around. But who cares right? I've got better company.(: Eating now shall continue when free...Hahahahas&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/1985956545335453612-5688471449278246273?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5688471449278246273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=5688471449278246273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5688471449278246273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5688471449278246273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/08/define-love-and-tell-me-how-its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-3591734798351226187</id><published>2008-08-14T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:13:14.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>140808</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It tickles the soul&lt;br /&gt;To know that you're sweet.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Had my test today in school and I was last for a whole good hour...LOL...dammit...But hey O}I came in class last and was the first to finish and hand it up...okays I just rushed through it and handed it up...hhas Didn't have the mood to do the test in the first place...urgh....Gonna go for interview later..Hope to get the job~~ Hahas...seems pretty long that I haven been working...Lazy me...lols.....Late nights sleeping is also no good...Dark circles is killing me.....Pimples as well......Its so..WTF.....okies..off for muah shower and off for interview~~ciaoz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-3591734798351226187?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3591734798351226187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=3591734798351226187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/3591734798351226187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/3591734798351226187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/08/140808.html' title='140808'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-8279822942184190691</id><published>2008-07-29T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:34:52.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life goes on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okays...So today's Tuesday which means...29th june!haha ok I'm lame...So yesterday didn't meet up with Huimin(btw we're fine already)cos went geylang with Li,Jenson and bro to eat.Bro meet his friend there and we ate Tian Ji porridge.Nice..yumyum...So came along Ka Chua..Haha he's damn funny manz...front tooth drop out went to make fake one like rabbit sia..LOL...Same as he is in the past very lively.Later on Cass and gang came..Talked alittle while then me and Li go off liao.She cant go back too late cos have to look after of bb and work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;School is boring today...Didn't manage to attend PE cos Nadia was late so might as well do go luhs..haha and off we went to Mei Yoong class...Glad that the project that we're doing is on wedding!!!Can ask Michelle whether can use her friend's wedding video nots liddat i save alot of time mamzzz...HAHAH Good thing Mr Goh didn't come today if not end class late sia...lol...Slept in Ong's class and when woke up was like sweating los wtf...so warm la the weather nowadays...OMG....Rain then too cold hot then really hot then really is the very hot los...can't tahan the weather manz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huimin's having a terrible cough.Scary los must drink more water and look after yourself.!!!&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/1985956545335453612-8279822942184190691?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/8279822942184190691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=8279822942184190691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/8279822942184190691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/8279822942184190691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-goes-on.html' title='life goes on.'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-9118693082649927102</id><published>2008-07-15T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:01:11.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thing to remember..</title><content type='html'>People do change. They grow up in every different ways and when you look back, you actually remembers all the small details in fact... As time goes longer, everyone tends to forget the little things people do for you and remembers what people did to you. I know it well because I'm just like that..?? Hahas..&lt;br /&gt;Humans are selfish and I don't deny the fact at all and also just let it be but it really breaks the heart to know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I stood by you no matter how things were...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even when everyone said you had changed you still had my support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But when i changed, you threw me aboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You never really knew how i felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But only cared about how she felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We were better before she had came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I became nothing instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Questions often floods my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But i dismissed them with all the good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now the times have changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm no longer in your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just here to remember the way it used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And forget everything that has been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A friend is to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And not to be neglected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reach your hands out just in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For you may never know they'll fall back instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live your life you want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And enjoy the moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For you'll never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whether we'll cross each others paths again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To think back on how things were in the past, it makes the soul alittle sad. What do I have to say? Just get on with life and do it your way. Things are different now and you've got your pal. What am I anyways.? Remember all the late nights spent? And all the ramblings we used to shared. Am I at fault or were you at fault? No point thinking about it anymore cos we'll never talk about it anymore. Both the good and bad times shall be remembered. Or should be forgotten? A broken glass still has cracks. And could never be recovered again. You threw away the old cup and got yourself a new one. This is reality. Reality is cruel. Humans are selfish. Filled with different emotions. Jealousy, bitchyness, forgiving, and hating you name it. That's how life runs.&lt;br /&gt;It was really disappointing at that point of time thinking how you left me to enjoy with the rest of them and to be truthful, I'm still very disappointed. To the extend that i nearly cried in public. You guys were having exams soon and I knew it but instead of looking me up you guys played a game of 4 instead. I tried to put myself in your shoes but can never seem to understand. I'm not putting a cold blanket over you. But just trying to make my point of view. Try being me and you'll see. How much you have changed actually.&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/1985956545335453612-9118693082649927102?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/9118693082649927102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=9118693082649927102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/9118693082649927102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/9118693082649927102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/07/thing-to-remember.html' title='A thing to remember..'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-1747335344030748650</id><published>2008-05-22T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:52:38.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 May 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just came back from meeting HuiMin. Went to get her cat's food(so '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiao shi'&lt;/span&gt; los her cat...) then were slacking and talking about what happened today. Her day was not so perfect due to her stupid teacher..(i understand.) And i seriously believe that he should not be saying harsh words to his stupids when they are nearing the exams. Shouldn't he be more encouraging to them instead of insulting them and putting a wet blanket over their shoulder? Tsk tsk tsk... Next time he confirm got retribution one. Who knows the daughter at 12 starts smoking and gets pregnant at 14. Look who's the cheap one... Shrug.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was alright today was talking about the movies and we laughed and laughed and laughed. First i said that the movie P.S I LOVE YOU was very nice(althought i haven't watched it yet)  because i heard many saying that it will make you  like a water tap practically non-stop. They said something about sentimental so i said someting which made them laugh....There was this movie a long long time ago call dinosaurse and i remembered watching it at the cinema with my sister and i cried upon seeing one of the dino died and my sister laughed at me. So when i told them about this they laughed even harder saying that i cry even watching cartoon! Well...can't help it what.... Then i told them another movie will make me tear like nobody's business was this korean show called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zhai jian xiao xue&lt;/span&gt;. I cry throughout the show los...serious.... So the most funniest part is that i told them i cried watching the movie I Am Legend. OK that was a big mistaking in telling them that cos they just won't stop laughing.....hahaha i couldn't stop too...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most irritating part is that before i got home, i got a phone call from Nadia telling me that Yat was caught and he was on the run i was so shocked and walked home quickly trying to find solutions for her.....AND...SHE FCKING HELL LIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was really freaked out lah (!@#$%^&amp;amp;*) But thank god it was a fake one...i couldn't imagine if it were for real......... So my resolution is that ..... IM GONNA BURST HER BREAST TOMORROW MANZ!!!!!!!!!! HuiMin was full of crap as always saying that when she gets the chalet we're gonna tie her up don't give her food and drink for 50 days then put ants on her she scream then slap her face she struggle then kill her just kill her...LOL I kept laughing at the sms los....hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la i stop here for now..getting tired~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-1747335344030748650?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1747335344030748650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=1747335344030748650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/1747335344030748650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/1747335344030748650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/05/22-may-2008.html' title='22 May 2008'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-2648941397759971196</id><published>2008-05-20T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:13:01.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 th may 2008</title><content type='html'>Today was nothing much interesting. Just came back from meeting HuiMin and had a few words of unsatisfaction from her. It's alright my friend, just let it be...Thinking about it too much won't do you any good either.((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we and ShiMin were sitting at the usual void deck talking, something 'legend'(as what HuiMin had said) happened.... We were talking away when suddenly one auntie came up from behind me and started asking whether we were studying. As usual, i told her we were just hanging out and talking and she asked if we would mind her sitting at the table with us. Which idiot would be rude enough to be say "Sorry auntie you cannot sit this is teenagers talk not for old people." So she sat down and started asking why are we here and where we stayed.(i tried to stay quiet throughout but that auntie kept talking away...) So the first BOMBER was HuiMin to say that she stay at block 618...then my turn to bomb...660...then ShiMin 900+. I cannot stop myself when we bomb lah and my hokkien is not very good so its like half pail half pail like that and HuiMin kept laughing away when i spoke..(BITCH) ShiMin was lucky cos she went off first so its left with me, HuiMin and the auntie(-.-...) And for god's sake she started talking about using the water from under the block and how policemen will suspect. Of cos will suspect her la she in the middle of the night like 3+am go downstairs use the water to wash clothes the police confirm will think what the heck you doing one what then what??It's really headache lah...Then i went off to toilet and left HuiMin alone with the auntie..hahaha how funny wondered what they were talking about and when i came back, THANK GOD HuiMin told her that we've got to go already.HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAH. Woah....Wonder what was she thinking anyways......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright there are a few things that i hope to fulfill this year...((:&lt;br /&gt;1) I wanna get my bike basic theory.&lt;br /&gt;2) Jo said she's gonna sign a plan for me.(hope asap ba)&lt;br /&gt;3) PLEASE let me pass my exams.&lt;br /&gt;4) SLIM DOWN BABY((:   (its a must anyways..haha)&lt;br /&gt;5) Work and earn lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;6) Go on a holiday with my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep these are the current things i wanna do now so hopefully i can get it done..(PLEASE GOD HELP ME!!!)  Ok so right now i wanna go bathe and watch tv..BYE~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-2648941397759971196?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/2648941397759971196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=2648941397759971196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/2648941397759971196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/2648941397759971196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/05/20-th-may-2008.html' title='20 th may 2008'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-4251849404234448986</id><published>2008-05-19T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:14:16.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again.</title><content type='html'>Okiees so first of all im back..due to Bing Xue's endless tagging so im here blogging again haha. Life as usual nothing special at all. JiaQi and WeiJie went malaysia and HuiMin is currently at silent hill doing some hill climbing..lol Don't know whether i should attend my uncle's baby birthday anot..should be a year old already ba..And not to forget i just recovered from my eye infection...MUAHAHAHHAHA glad cos i can open my eyes again~~School again tomorrow and im so darn fcking lazy la.. Don't feel like going at all............... Haven been playing mj also..!!! Come on man somebody host some mj games!hahah!!! Let's re-collect what has happened recently...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                .&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                .&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                .&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                                                                                .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go sentosa!!!!!!!!!!!!Yes that's right...HuiMin and the others went the other time cos it was marking day so they had 2 days of holidays whlist i have to go to school(which is a boring matter) and unfortunately....i have eye infection that day i didn't attend school...SAD HUH?? And the other is i wanna go prawning to badly.....So many people going and the urge is getting stronger to go..&gt;.&lt; but i don't dare to catch the prawn...HAHA.....Very sad case indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to get my N cert on friday and found it so different to be back at orchid park again...Everyone and everything seems....seems just different to me and thankfully i saw Marcus and walked around the school while he went back to softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm...Am i getting older or what ? Im beginning to fall in love with cute things and colours..(not that i usually don't) but sometimes it feels like when i got the things, it ot me to thinking that "What the hell am i going to do with these?" or "What the fck am i having all these?" Gosh think its alright to be childish once in a while eh??Hahaha...okiees so im stopping here and i hereby promise Bing Xue that i'll try blogging as regular as possible okiees???????????((:&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/1985956545335453612-4251849404234448986?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4251849404234448986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=4251849404234448986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4251849404234448986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/4251849404234448986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-again.html' title='Back again.'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-5318055349904753732</id><published>2008-02-29T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:22:27.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO BLOGGING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WAHAHAH after so long then back to blogging again nehz....Shock right peoplez?!?! Was very the lazy to blog because nowadays end school pretty late then by the time i reach home most of the time Michelle would be using the computer or otherwise when I'm at the computer i would log into crunchyroll and watch anime-.- Currently watching the anime MONSTER. Pretty ncie la talking about split-personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is really enjoyable I must say. Had a very cute friend , Nadia , who loves to disturb people whether or not she knows then and also Jani who loves to insult-.- Being with them will make you laugh your head off! YES! They are the two main jokers in class.(to me la..) There are really weird people in school you know. There's a China girl who wears socks so high they reach her knees , bun her hair like a Japanese and wears a sleeveless knitted sweater? And another China wears a non-school skirt and another non-singaporean who wears heels to school(that time I saw her she looks like she in great pain!!). HELLOS PEOPLE!!!It's a school man!No fashion show you know-.- What are people thinking nowadays?!?! It's stupid anyways..OH YEA!!!And another girl who folds her shirt-.- ITS ITE NO SECONDARY SCHOOL!!!!!Somemore dye the hair purple , pink , gold , etc....The world is going to the animals...Or should i say THEY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY POOR NAILS!!!THEY'RE BREAKING ONE BY ONE!!!It hurts and so does my heart..took so long to keep my nails long yet they broke off one by one what the hell...Can't do nail art already la....sadden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll be for today I'll go "enjoy" my dinner prepared by Michelle for now...........CIAOZ~~&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/1985956545335453612-5318055349904753732?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5318055349904753732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=5318055349904753732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5318055349904753732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5318055349904753732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-blogging.html' title='BACK TO BLOGGING!!!'/><author><name>Leen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-1211735589701240187</id><published>2008-01-14T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:11:21.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;School today was alright. A little boring though....I was one freak who wore her sec school to ite..Pathetic right but no choice lah the school outta stock what...sigh sigh sigh...Boring lessons..and i somply spent $40 on the notes on the first day...urg..!heart pain pain.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let's rewind and see how things have been going on these few days. Just 2 days back i brought home a kitten...It's so cute man..!The kitten was being bullied by some young kids.They were kicking the kitten lah so i was kinda pissed off so i carried the kitten somewhere and then , i tried looking for a home for it. A young malay girl was very keen to taking the cat back but her mother disapproved it so in the end i brought it back home...But i know i wont be keeping it for long..Nobody at home dares to even catch it my sisters will freak out man and somemore i have dogs at home so it's a very complicated situation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday were tanning with my cousin Patricia(Ah Ni) and right now i am very badly sun burnt..! So damn of a hell painful los...Hai...And one very stupid thing was that i led the way and we were like "Where the hell are we?Are you sure you are leading the right way??" And yes!I led the wrong way so we have to go back to the starting point and get some drinks and to the tram station to board the tram..lol~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Much much more a few days back , i experienced the most disgusting most frightening experience....It was already very late in the night already around 3 to 4 am so i was preparing to go to bed.I lay on my side and felt something on my hair but i ignored it thinking that i could have laid on my hair instead so as i was trying my very best to sleep , something was crawling on my hand....It certainly has to be a COCKROACH!!!!!!!!!!I swung my hand had enough hoping to swing it away..So the good thing is that it's no longer on my hand anymore~~BUT!!!!!I felt something crawling on my leg...DAMN IT MAN!!!THAT FREGGING FUGGLY DISGUSTING ANNOYING COCKROACH WAS CRAWLING ON MY LEG!!!!!So this time i really swing my leg damn hard and i heard a 'pop' sound.Maybe it had fallen off already los..which is a good thing.!But im just too paranoid to go to sleep so i went over to Michelle room and elaborate verything to her and she was freaking out...Can't belief this kinda thing would happen to me...URG!!!Eventually,i did fall asleep anyways...HAHA~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yawns..Think im gonna go to bed already cos it's pretty late and i gotta wake up early in the morning tomorrow...CIAOZ PEOPLE!!!!&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/1985956545335453612-1211735589701240187?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1211735589701240187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ehems..It's my birthday BWAHAHAA!!!I'm 17~~~~lols...Went to visit bro in the morning then home until around evening time then HuiMin , JiaQi and WeiJie was under my block.Talked a little while and Joey appeared from behind LOL so they brought out the birthday cake.A small one and a big one.Very nice the cake but we still cut it up and ate it anyways.The small cake was smashed on my face and so my specs all got the pinkish jelly thingy-.-!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here are my prezzies from them and my sister took photos of it and did something to it .hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XthUU-k21Y8/R4UjZV1O_EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fJIe7mH-Q-Y/s1600-h/hatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153564266859527234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went up home to get myself washed up alittle and then they decided to 'DOLL' me up...Make me looked like some kinda old hag so ungly thank god we were at the staircase..haha~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Washed up again and off to Northpoint we went.Joey left early to meet her mummy so we went on our separate ways.Took neoprints with them at the Timezone and HuiMin was so high-.-as if never been to Timezone before...LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything little thing she did made everyone laugh like crazy lah okay so did Andre(We saw him at Timezone) when she failed to grab more sweets and ended up with three sweets only lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So this is what happened today.So sweet of them to come over under my block to celebrate my birthday for me a million thanks to them for making the effort!!!!muacks muacks!!!&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/1985956545335453612-582543836687872934?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/582543836687872934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=582543836687872934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tat Piggy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls Awake ba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-5214580737725073401?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5214580737725073401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=5214580737725073401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5214580737725073401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1985956545335453612/posts/default/5214580737725073401'/><link rel='alternate' 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the building.!Many thoughts came into my head I just didn't know what to do at all I'm really at a loss.Bing Xue's blog is really sweet.I cried just reading his blog.Now I'm really having a serious headache..It's really bombing...It feels like I'm on drugs....My friends made me feel sad becos the fact hit me really hard as in that we're going on our different paths now.Reapeating..DIfferent school..Maybe this is really a better choice..A new environment.A new mindset.....A new path.A new route.A different life in school.No longer how it used to be inn the past anymore..Everything's gonna be new once again....The feeling really sucks alot...I don't even wanna have this feeling but it seems I don't have a choice at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1985956545335453612-4600773948363309550?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-1493433414965500550</id><published>2007-11-09T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T10:22:07.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BITCH YOU'RE IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-1493433414965500550?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1493433414965500550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=1493433414965500550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: rgb(129, 172, 201) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; height: 4px; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left;" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right;" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 0pt 0pt 5px; background: rgb(129, 172, 201) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span style="padding: 3px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Character on The L Word are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DE/DEA/DeadBarbie424/1140766657_alice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You're Alice! Adorable and funny. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this quiz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.quizilla.com/users/DeadBarbie424/quizzes/Which%20Character%20on%20The%20L%20Word%20are%20you%3F"&gt;Click HERE Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not that it is very the interesting but it doesn't harm to take a quiz what.Try it out if you're interested! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to find HuiMin and chatted.Stupid talks we had about porn blahsblahsblahs.!She went out with her parents to eat then i went home.Along the way with her,i fell down..HOW WMBARRASSING!!!My leg is very painful now and loads of thanks to my doggies that jump on me and landing their furry paws on my wound...!!Ahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A person is coming now to take a look at the puppies...Sigh...Tied their furry head to make it neater with a look like he has got a coconut palm tree on his head..WAHAHAH!!I can't bear NO.4!!!please i hope and wish the person wouldn't buy him!!!He's such a darling..HuiMin saw him and said he was very adorable and his eyes looked like human eyes.Now the person is here with her mother and sister i think...SIGH...!No mood already lah...Sians...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1985956545335453612-7674730679189520029?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/7674730679189520029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=7674730679189520029' title='0 Comments'/><link 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and the rest and JiaQi went to Genting so there isn't much laughter as there used to be as we would often tease her...It's the right time to say this..MISSTANJIAQI I MISS YOUR CHEEKY LAUGHS!!!!Hehs :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuiMin's mummy booked the tickets to Genting already..Will be leaving on the 17th Nov....Awwws....Can't work that means....Somemore she's paying for it!!!Oh my gosh....Feeling really really EMBARRASSED!!!Okays so here I am to promise that until I get my job~~and get my first pay,WE'LL GO EAT UNTIL WE PUKE AT OISHI SUSHI!!!!Hahahahahas yes!!Since she haven tried that restaurant so we'll go for it..Bwahahahha!!!Can't wait....!&lt;br /&gt;Read about a book called A Place called Here.Not a bad novel I must say.Kept me occupied other than playing my PS1 game.The book is about how a girl Sandy Shortt looks for missing people when her friend started going missing without any trace at all and a guy named Jack Ruttle looking up for Sandy when his brother disappeared a year ago.But I haven finish reading it yet.But have to quickly finsish it off later because tomorrow my mummy gonna pass it to my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights..Gonna log off already cause i can't think of anything to write at the moment.All I can say is that...MY PUPPIES ARE CUTE!!!Just cuddled them..They're so adorable...Can't bear to sell them off but if we don't,they'll never receive enough care and love from us at all...Sigh...'Hai-Hai'~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1985956545335453612-2100229659435026264?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/2100229659435026264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1985956545335453612&amp;postID=2100229659435026264' title='0 Comments'/><link 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morning at 8.15 woke up to prepare everything for the day at sentosa.Went over to HuiMin's house first as she barely even woken up-.- ...Used her iSqueeze and uPapa.Wooos..Shiok mans~~~Must get one too!!!Hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaQi came too and slack at HuiMin's place then HuiMin "kao-sua' her father into driving us over to sentosa.YES!!SAVE THE MONEY ON TRAVELLING!!!BWAHAHAHA!!!Kenneth came and we waited for WeiJie like don't know how long....In the end decided to fetch him from his place to save time.So...off we go to WeiJie's place to fetch him first..Pratically could see everyone was very sleepy cause we've been playing mahjong almost everyday and slack slack and slack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sentosa~~~Keep throwing sand at people-.- I also haven change then throw throw throw so irritating los in the end quickly went to get changed before my clothes are all dirty with sand!Swam around and we tried to bury the birthday gurl..She's cracking the sand we piled on her lahs which we took so much effort..Urg...Felt like feeding her sand at that moment..LOL&lt;br /&gt;A long day at the beach so we went Vivo.Bought sweets and pringles and we went to take cab.Getting at cab which drives 5 people is very the hell of a difficult i must say...Used JiaQi's phone and called non-stop and i got no results yet Kenneth called once and got the cab...What the hell rights???Think her phone is spoilt..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to HuiMin's place and she went home to get the 'CAKE' and off to bottle tree park which i went to get the real cake and faked that i had a dinner to attend so that i could leave early..Bad huh??Nahh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T GET TO SEE JIAQI'S EXPRESSIONS WHEN SHE OPENED THE FAKE CAKE!!!!Surprised anot JiaQi??Haha HuiMin took alot of effort in making it wors~~~:]Also surprised to see me at the swing with your cake on it???Bwahahahah!!!Must be very very the surprised and touched right??I knew it don't have to tell me..hahas~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So JiaQi went off early becos her friends her waiting for her under her block to celebrate her birthday for her too.We ain't the only friends she got and furthermore she spent the whole day with us so it's understandable.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaQi hope you're happy with the arrangements that have been made and don't ever let those remarks or suggestions let you down okays??You're a strong person so have to keep up with the spirit and don't let anything make you feel down.:] Quick upload the pictures yea so i can steal from you..BWAHAHHAHAH~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1985956545335453612-5765200402311236737?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5765200402311236737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Home all day today.Think I'm a really good girl...LOLs...Didn't go to school today..The bed was way too comfortable!!Hiakshiaks..Nothing special happened until around 9 plus went to meet HuiMin under my block and XiangJun was with her.Brought Nina down and she was like??Scared?Kept shivering-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went home and got my shower!!REFRESHING!!Then down again to meet HuiMin and to YanLing.She's not in a good mood yet she didn't want to say what's wrong-.-Sat there till 0030hrs then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bak-Kak is getting his lively self!!I'm so happy~~He's even begining to play and that is really a very good sign..Which means his ear is getting better and that is really true!SO GLAD!!A happy dog is what which makes the owner happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1985956545335453612.post-852069078685710367</id><published>2007-10-17T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T02:44:30.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADUATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Graduation was not too bad..lol..Loads of laughter.The clip was cool and kinda touching especially when Ms Xu made her speech.She's so emotional but overall she's a good teacher.Not that i'm trying to laugh at her about her being emotional but she was really sweet.After the video clip all of the graduating classes were to 'parade' from the hall to the general office there.So embarrassing i must say..Haha but i do feel great after that lols.Michael asked whether i am going to go back next year..wells..it all depends los...but i think i wouldn't be able to make it.Don't think my 'N' levels results can take me up to sec5 at all..Even if i were to be able to be promoted to sec5,i don't think i'll do well for my 'O' levels too..Sigh..I'm not the studying type lah.Took pictures with Xinni BaoLing they all i can't remember still got who.(made me so paiseh..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to coffeeshop to eat with JiaQi.Talked about whether should or should not go back for sec5 next year anot.Hais...should i or should i not leii???Really very the headache sia..If i don't go back means i'll have to go to ite and if i go back means same old teachers again..Really need to think hard and decide liaos...URG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1985956545335453612-852069078685710367?l=daaarlinks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daaarlinks.blogspot.com/feeds/852069078685710367/comments/default' 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type='text'>did my best...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally...i did my best at this blog..really took alot of my time and before i knew it it was already 0230hrs....went to bed and actually intended to go to school but...my bed is so comfy that i couldn't resist then i continued sleeping...WAHAHAHA...SO which means that i did'nt go to school today..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glass of cold and sweet drink could actually earn me a Lancom Liquid Eyeliner~~ wahahaha a good bargain i must say. xD went to meet HuiMin after my bathe then talk talk talk.Her and her stupid dream...How on EARTH can that kinda thing happen?!!?(you know what i'm talking about!!)very very lame..funny thou..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed Men In White from her.Funny yet boring show.What to expect?Singapore production lei..cannot do better than the angmohs la..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (15102007)&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong at Val's place with HuiMin,XiangJun and Kenneth.Got there pretty late cos went to eat with Li and her cousin Von.Mahjong for only 2 rounds and then have to get going to meet JiaQi cos she reached Khatib already.Cabbed there then went to get some food.I bought drinks and Kenneth bought bread.And how so gentleman of Kenneth!!He practically carried everything on our way to Bottle Tree.Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuiMin got there earlier cos she chased up with JiaQi cos she already halfway then carrying drinks and tidbits there.JiaQi showed us a video and everyone was laughing non-stop!Crazystuffs..YES!!!REALLY CRAZY!!!I cant stop laughing lah so stupid!!!Similar to Jackass but i must say,JACKASS IS BETTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the swing to accompany JiaQi~Couldn't believe i got dizzy after a few swings and vomited...How embarrassing...hahas...but the swing was fun..Not too fun to the limit where i puked..Forgotten what time we left but HuiMin and XiangJun went up the bridge so me,JiaQi and Kenneth just walked all the way to the MRT station.JiaQi cabbed home so Kenneth accompanied me to the NTUC.Got a can of and food and ciggy for Michelle and headed to the bus stop to wait for Kenneth's bus home.Chatted on why he didnt want to accept her and he gave alot of his reasons so i decided not to question anymore otherwise they'll feel more awkard around each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done for now~~again for next time hiakshiaks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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