<?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-10258172</id><updated>2011-07-29T06:06:06.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yaya.papaya.yaya.eat.papaya.yeah.yaya.papaya</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-2851278775465057369</id><published>2010-05-24T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:10:50.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 June 2010</title><content type='html'>2 lessons, 2 sessions. Both on the same day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Jac's arts exhibition earlier on after spending the whole day lazing at home. Another missed date to Nop's clubbing invitation. Seriously, that was also because of the crowd at dbl O that stopped me from going back to the area to join in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk on the 2 sessions first.&lt;br /&gt;1 session at home, another 1 at Dempsey's B&amp;amp;J. Got it? 2 ice cream sessions in a day. OMG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 lessons. Kiddo, here's for you! =P&lt;br /&gt;1 was when kiddo sms-ed me the correct way of pronouncing "Minute Maid" this brand, which this had bugged us ever since we bought the new orange bottle from Fairprice.&lt;br /&gt;2 was when we realised there were orbs in Tony's camera. Yes! ORBS!!!! If you do not know what are orbs, please google like I did. Ok, it's true that Jixuan and Jialuan are knowledgeable in this and thanks for sharing so much! But I'm really amazed at their existence and also the fact that I have friend who is able to capture them on his camera. Or should I say, allowed my friend to have them captured. Exact location, I would only say, it's one of the churches at Waterloo Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a TV-fan, I'm now all in for this Korean drama - IRIS. Even Uncle Jeremy is super into it. Thanks to him, I remembered that I have to get home in time to watch it. Please watch it if you love action dramas. Please don't watch it if you can't take emotional stranggling. But if you are like me, who's in between both, then just watch la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first time that some of us are driving in this group. Somehow we were short of a car for moving on to the next destination, and short of a car for Sengkang area. Perhaps this is a new reason to be added on to the list of "please go take practical!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-2851278775465057369?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2851278775465057369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=2851278775465057369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/2851278775465057369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/2851278775465057369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2010/05/20-june-2010.html' title='20 June 2010'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-4693427579079897726</id><published>2009-07-31T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:21:28.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>consultation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Last week was a terrible one. Multiple happenings all took place in the same week, one after another one. Thanks to "Dr Tan" and "Dr Tay", everything's back to normal now. The consultation fees weren't that expensive, just few coffeebreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the belief that everything happens for a cause, I just have to learn to accept that whatever had happened the previous week, are just a wake up call to me. In life, there are simply too many things waiting for you to take care of. So whatever's in the past, shall be it. I'll just have to move on with life, happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally had a met up with Joyce after such a long time. Am glad that she has matured so much after going through so much in life. She definitely deserves better life. Life will only either get better or worse, and it all lies in your hands how you want your life to be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several months of adjusting my lifestyle, I feel healthier now. No more late nights out on clubbing or supper-ing. Every week a yoga lesson with Adeline, lesser meat in everyday's meals. I will drink occasionally, mostly on special occasions and only limit to one or two glasses. Appreciation and enjoyment should be the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for movie with Donovan was indeed a bad choice. He simply can't sit still in the theatre and disturbing you through the show is what he will do. Well, he surely has his fun side, which made Boon fond of him. Kids, are really kids, they have the power to make you smile, and also angry at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day to August. Everything will restart again in the new month. Let's pray for a good start. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-4693427579079897726?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4693427579079897726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=4693427579079897726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/4693427579079897726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/4693427579079897726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2009/07/consultation.html' title='consultation'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-1254451923476793139</id><published>2009-06-01T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:33:35.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 June 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I think my weight is constantly increasing currently. And that is bad. Like what Jixuan said, if this happens, it meant I will be constantly like this. In this case, it's really time to cut down on the consumption and increase on exercising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I just took a glance at my most outstanding student's report book. Though I only teach her on Math and Science, I am very proud of her results. Except for her English which she scored A2, the other 7 subjects are A1. At Sec 2, this kinda result is super good. Her percentage was 81 and she topped in her class. Report book showed L1R4 and L1R5 too. Obviously, one was 6 and latter 5. If she maintains this standard of hers, I believe entering to JC will not be a problem at all. (Well, she scored 88.5 for Science and 84.5 for Math.) Her mum was rather cute, gave me a little gift as an appreciation of her excellent results. Actually I would say 80% is her hard work. I am so certain cause I wasn't half of her in the past. Wooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Had a gathering with Maria, Mas, Thiru and Yus &amp;amp; Bf. I had so much of adrenline rush while watching Terminator Salvation, thanks to the surround sound system in The Cathay too. I guess there was a quarrel inside the theatre as well, as shoutings can be heard. Dinner at East Coast is really filling, licking good. And it made my bowel smoother as well. Wahaha~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;If you are looking for some cocktails to chillout at night, never try DXO. When they do not serve Mojito, I should be wary of their bartenders. Apparently they can't even mix a common cocktail like Singapore Sling and Margarita. Was disgusted by the drinks, but at least companions were much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-1254451923476793139?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1254451923476793139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=1254451923476793139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/1254451923476793139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/1254451923476793139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-june-2009.html' title='1 June 2009'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-9068245512621421414</id><published>2009-05-07T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:17:03.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sacrifies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;insomnia has came back to haunt me once again. previously it's obvious due to stress. but how about this time? i've already tried my best to relax. drank milk too, hopefully i can get some sound sleep. thought it was due to the weather, but even with the fan on while rain is pouring outside, i still cant sleep. just dont know what's wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;people has always been advising me not to waste time on some other people. i refused to heed the advice. went ahead and sacrified certain things for them. now, when my life is jeopardised, who are the real ones standing beside me, giving me the support that i want? so, i came to my senses that some people need no sympathy or my time for them. i am just wasting my life away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-9068245512621421414?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/9068245512621421414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=9068245512621421414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/9068245512621421414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/9068245512621421414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2009/05/sacrifies.html' title='sacrifies...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-3969519978072779667</id><published>2009-05-02T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:40:15.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>near half a year without any entry. just felt like contributing one tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been stressed up for the past few weeks, including today. can say it's work-related, but somehow it's also about friends. colleagues always envy me for having many friends, but how many of them are true ones? for the past few months, i came to realise that some friends are not worth spending time with, while some dont appreciate your time and efforts spent on them at all, and of course there are portions expect help from you and they will not lend their helping hands when you need one. so now, so what if i have many friends? how many real friends do i truly have? this took up the biggest portion to my troubles now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go sakura for dinner earlier. thought we had a reservation but realised we were on the waiting list. waited for an hour, with many available seats in the restaurant yet staff exclaimed "full house", we finally changed to hei sushi instead. swore not to enter into sakura downtown ever. service sucks, everything sucks. wont even bother on trying out the food quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather's been bad, but well, we'll be having air-con in our house soon. one in each room. mine should be using as part of a decoration in my room since the rate of me having my fan on a year is already that pathetic. with air-con, electricity bill definitely will give a rise. that could spell that i have to work doubly hard before mama nags on "money-not-enough" topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many troubles, so many friends. who can be the real person that i can pour all my sorrows to?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-3969519978072779667?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3969519978072779667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=3969519978072779667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/3969519978072779667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/3969519978072779667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-3315405805134824835</id><published>2008-11-25T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:30:56.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/11/2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i've been editing and editing. super uncertain on what to type. what method should i use so i can type out my thoughts, feelings. by using such method, will i be offending some people? as what some would say.. why should you bother about what others felt when this is your own blog? it's all about human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went goldheart the other day. tried on the rings which i have actually settled with two of all. i even took photos so i can come home to hint on mama. eventually she agreed on getting one for me next jan. it could be treated as for my birthday, i thought. at the same time, the sense of guilt daunted on me. she indeed has honoured her promise to me that she will get me something every year till i get married. i could say out proudly that i received the pair of earrings with pride. this time, i am not. the contributions that i had made this year compared to last was miserable. it's really time to start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was left in sp alone, people used to ask me "is queengang still in one piece?". i always answer yes with pride. right now, if you were to ask me the same question, i wont know how to answer. should i answer yes, no, or dont know? why dont you people answer this in place of me? perhaps some would say, oh! must be because you all already grown up and has own work and life to take care of, that explains it all. but is it really so? when the dining table was pathetically filled up with just half a queengang, i realised how vulnerable women's friendship can be like, especially it's just a simple dinner that is all we want. can everything be the same as before, you might ask yourself. to me, it's a simple y-e-s. it's just a matter of choice, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind those laughters and joy could be lying with some mishaps. should i be admitted to hospital, or under regular medication and doctor's attention, or commited suicide then will everything changes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-3315405805134824835?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3315405805134824835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=3315405805134824835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/3315405805134824835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/3315405805134824835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2008/11/25112008.html' title='25/11/2008'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-4501841186901707969</id><published>2008-09-14T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:42:49.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speculation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;working life is really... .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i've gained so much weight that when i was forced to stand on the weighing machine, i doubted the accuracy of it. after much verifications from different machines and from trying out those old jeans and shorts of mine, the reality struck me that it's time for a diet plan. bye bye to at least 10kg is the aim for year 2008. adeline is helpful enough to keep reminding me on gym/yoga sessions, especially when true yoga and planet fitness now become one family and we have 6 gyms + 2 yoga centres to work out on. the suntec planet fitness branch has a terrific scenery, same goes true yoga's raffles place branch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;though have told adeline on the sheding weights plan previously, the feast at money's house had crashed the plan thoroughly. well, everything just have to start all over again, after the consecutively two weight-gaining sessions (plus 5 therapy sessions - dvd watching).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;awwwhhhh shannon's now enjoying life in europe while bank's on biz trip in england. how envy i am. looking forward to the 10th anniversary trip with bank which i have proposed to have it next jan. in this case, there wont have such big crowds at the island while i can still enjoy my chillout sessions there. a 5-day trip is what he had promised me and yes, total relaxing which we wont have to rush for anything! hoooorayyyy!!!! venue and date? tba lo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;while i have the intention of revamping my room, my mum have the same thought too. at least she'll be sponsoring so, i'll just have to come up with the idea on how i want my "new" room to be like. yipppppeeeeee!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;managed to finish the episodes of part one's "hot shot" which starred jerry yan, show lo and chun wu. it was so hilarious that i nearly faint from laughing, especially at how lame show lo can be. jerry is so shuai in the show. argh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;happy mid-autumn festival!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;been wanting to buy the durian snowskin moooncake from goodwood park but always sold out. got so fed-up that i gave up. turned to east ocean but the ones i wanted were sold out too! darn!!! in the end, i found out that my mum had received 4 boxes while my brother bought 2 boxes back home. so i save some bucks. just as i resigned to fate, my student's mum gave me a box of mooncake from.......... goodwood park hotel!!! wahahahas!!!! felt as if i tio 4D la~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-4501841186901707969?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4501841186901707969/comments/default' 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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-10258172.post-4730043712260408968</id><published>2008-05-18T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:32:05.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18-May-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;finished illustrator course last week. wow! the course was on relax mood, imagining we dont start class punctually, 2 tea breaks a day, at least 1.5 hours of lunch break and home sweet home when the clock strikes 5pm! coolz! i hope i'll get to go back for photoshop, indesign and the mastery classes!! was so embarassed when i'm the only one who answered "no, i only signed up for this class" when the rest happily chatting away on their package courses. aRgh!!! worse of all, standard chart sent 4 marketing girls to the package course, which is about $1,200 per person. damnit! making me full of jealousy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tomorrow's vesak, will be accompanying mama to temples, as usual. i'm 101% sure i'm be roasted the moment i step out of my house, just like earlier today. the weather's killing me!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i supposed this month's electricity bill will increase for sure. like what mama said, one house having 3 PCs/laptops and 2 tvs on every night, who doubt this will happen. was rather annoyed on friday when there is no tv for me to watch at home, since they were fully occupied. but still, i dont think i need a tv in my room. however, thinking of selling my current laptop and get macbook instead since i'm doing some design stuffs currently. an added-value to my designs. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;saw this accident on my way back home on friday evening at hougang. the little schoolboy, still in uniform, was lying by the main road with bus 136, on-looking crowds and blood encircling him. haizzz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yesterday was like a dumpling day. spent the whole evening at yao's house preparing, cooking and eating. was really fun and super full. xiao zhu bought a car, finally! and it's her dream car. heehee it's a kinda 70s white volksvagen car, which is licensed not to have seat belts. cool right?! and she's so nice to give us a ride home. we are freed from meeting at AMK Hub! thank goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;as usual, she did not turn up and it's with some excuses again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-4730043712260408968?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4730043712260408968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=4730043712260408968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/4730043712260408968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/4730043712260408968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2008/05/18-may-08.html' title='18-May-08'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-2636839313008030942</id><published>2008-05-12T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:25:51.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12-May-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;someone from insurance industry called me up, he got my number through the survey that i did previously back in sp. hmm was actually wondering when he will call, and so, he finally did. instead of trying to make appointment with me to buy policies from him, he has the intention to hook me up to become one of them. so, it's either they are desperate for newbies or my numbers are too attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeah!!! counting down for the illustrator course which is just tomorrow! been saying this to my colleagues today: "got any food that you miss from bugis not? tell me, and i'll eat in place of you and will also mms you." LOL *evil*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this year's mothers' day rather dull. no excitement. perhaps everyone just too lazy to do anything. in the end, i got my mum flowers and we treated her to hk cafe which she's been wanting to. we were thinking might tio 4D soon since my younger bro initiated to treat my mum on saturday evening, the ever first time in her whole life. gotten student's mum flowers too, since it's the actual day. we were playing taiji at the doorstep, as she was too shy to receive flowers from me. in return, she specially went to the nearest supermarket to get me, or rather, my mum a box of chocolate and i actually found a box of bird nest as well. *sweat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;friday was really... exciting? hurrrr.... dinner was steady man! andy's treat anyway hahahahaha!!! had lotsa laughter and got to chat with shufen. sometimes she seemed to resemble iris. hohoho~ went over to jialong's bbq, supposed to just pass him present though. was quite pitiful, can see he ended up like what i was during my party. can tell you it's really not easy to have a party with so many different groups and worse of all, there are more than 40 guests! (imagine mine was near 100pax) suan-ings were all he got from me and yao. *see~ everyone's treating on their birthday, especially on their 21st.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alright, for dont know how many times, my friend got drunk in front of me. saw few prositutues during the night out at lunar. and a desperate ang moh who got so touchy after my rejection of continuing drinks with him. night life just so interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just remember something... remember my previous post mentioned this incredible colleague of mine? well, there's this interesting thing about her which we all did roll on the floor with roaring laughter that time. that was her invincible reasons for not turning up for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;reason 1: the market beside my sister's house caught fire, need to help out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our conclusion: she worked part-time fireman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;reason 2: i'm needed at home. (most frequently used)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our conclusion: wow, must be a divorcee (she's only 25 this year and no aged parents to take care of).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;reason 3: migraine. (second frequently used)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our conclusion: too heaty, bo lim liang teh. (should be the effect after whole night gaming)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;reason 4: sprained my back while shifting my cupboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our conclusion: the sinseh must be real good, since she can walk like normal after mere 2 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she's just a legend. how i wish she will meet with some mishaps! muahahahas!!!&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/10258172-2636839313008030942?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2636839313008030942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=2636839313008030942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/2636839313008030942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/2636839313008030942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2008/05/12-may-08.html' title='12-May-08'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-1637609080140334852</id><published>2008-05-06T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:44:13.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Th403fu3dro/SCB91hfJ1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wGTpXgKPVYA/s1600-h/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197292328461129106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Th403fu3dro/SCB91hfJ1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wGTpXgKPVYA/s320/137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAHAHA!!!! I can hear Jas' shoutout:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Where's the photos?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okok... I will upload it in somewhere soon so everyone can retrieve from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Soon, real soon................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, I have so many things to blog about!!! But simply too lazy to do so. I'm gonna just randomly post whatever crosses my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As you know, govt is so good to have given me SO MUCH money that I will be away to Taiwan in June and Bangkok in July. WOW! I can't imagine I am going overseas two months consecutively. Like what Xian said, this might be a compensation of my Japan trip. *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just like what Jas had shared about the exciting happenings during her Iron Man movie trip, here's the yaya's version...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tony: "Did you see the girl in red who just went into the ladies?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We: "No, who's that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tony: "Neh, Cai Li Lian lo! The one who sang guan huai fang shi one lo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We: "Err... Ok later we see when she's out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apparently, she used to be quite popular and was married to one of the Dream FM members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And so, while we were stuffing the Singapore-most-famous-popcorn into our mouths, a pair of couples appeared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man: "Excuse me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lady: "Thank you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And so, they are Cai Li Lian and husband, who sat right beside me. Tio 4D also not so zun. Siao sia~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then, just before the show starts, the guys behind were so noisy. The enthusiasm-filled audiences shhhhhh-ed the whole theatre even before the show really start. And so......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some people: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh"&lt;br /&gt;A: "Meow..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B: "DIAM LA!"&lt;br /&gt;A: "Meow..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C: "Cxx Bxx!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B: "Cxx what Bxx! Later I'll cut yours out then you know!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, B has attitude problem and I supposed he's those xiao gin na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah~!!! Going for Illustrator course on 13 &amp;amp; 14 May! Finally don't have to stare at the screen and keep wondering which function to use for each requirements. Lalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally, the day has come! She has tendered her resignation! So happy! Besides spoiling market, she's total incurable. Let me name a few of her incurable signs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) Used to be late for 15 minutes. Now, at least 30 minutes. Reason? "Traffic jam!" WTH you think you stay JB ah!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) Take half day leave in the morning, when noon comes, email will be sent out as her taking full day instead. Not once nor twice, but uncountable times in a month. *clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) Supposed to do presentation during monthly meeting. Last minute urgent leave, no one knows what her interpretation is in her slides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) Half day leave = come in by 1330. Meeting at 2pm, she appeared only after then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) Company cruise, everyone waited for her for 45minutes before full boarding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6) Documents stacked till like Mount Everest, included this in the handover to new colleague.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And lots more la. Glad that she's leaving. Save all the irritation and unfairness to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes, life is so interesting to have many kinds of people walking in and out of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like what ah ling said, I do really have many weird friends. Something hilarious happened last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me out for a haircut on Labour Day since she is going and I previously mentioned to her I do need one soon. But no promise though since I have a family lunch to attend. And so, on the actual day, my mum kept hinting to me that she wanna go shopping and my cousins were so enthu la! So, mama bigger, and I text-ed her that I won't be able to make it to the haircut. Guess what's next?! She got so worked up and text-ed another friend something like "DAMN AND FUCKING PISSED..." And talked bad behind me, just because I didn't turn up for the haircut as arranged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I mean, what's wrong with her when she is always going for haircut alone and I'm just fitting into the slot. And what's the point of getting so aggitated when it's just me cancelling the trip to haircut? As if I had booked appointment. It's just because you carried a lighter-than-textbook book to pass to me, you got head over heels on such small matter? WTH this is not the first time she's giving such attitude. More happenings lo~ Update next time when I'm free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wahaha~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-1637609080140334852?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1637609080140334852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=1637609080140334852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/1637609080140334852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/1637609080140334852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2008/05/2008-post.html' title='2008 post'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Th403fu3dro/SCB91hfJ1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wGTpXgKPVYA/s72-c/137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-2566544692650784878</id><published>2007-12-29T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:13:43.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Updated 4 Jan 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide on How to be an Outstanding Gift-Buyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Yaya~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the 2008 wishlist: (Getting more and more impractial as the list goes on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;em&gt; A pair of diamond earrings (Taken)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has gotten me a pair from Lee Hwa which cost her over thousand. Everyone's surprised that she finally spent such huge amount me. Wahahas~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;A earphone (Taken)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lent HuiTing mine and till then have thought of buying a new one. Well, Jac has gotten me one right after the day i told her the one that i was aiming at. Yipeeeeeee!!! *Can't wait to hold it in my hands* Thanks Jac!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;em&gt;Ipod Classic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80GB is good enough. I want black one haha!!! And you can borrow from either me or Jiaxuan for the card to enjoy 10% off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;em&gt; Bonia Bag &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new series. Jiaxuan knows exactly which model I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;em&gt;Tempur Pillow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No joke, I really want a good pillow. Saw this brand at Metro which has additional 20% off. I don't mind other brand but must be of equal good quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;em&gt;Bicycle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to get one for myself but always ended up spending the money on somewhere else. Hurrrr. I don't need an expensive one, just one that can allow me to cycle easily on upslopes and also endure long distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;em&gt;Salvatore Ferrangamo "F" (Taken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Simply love this fragrance. Get me this if you can't think of anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;em&gt;Baby G Sheen Series&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Taken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Managed to find out the model number: SHN-3005SHE. I want the red base one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;em&gt;Braun Buffel (Taken)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted something that I like online. Will have to check with the physical if this is what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;em&gt;Portable DVD Player (Taken)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either have this or TV with DVD player in my room. But the latter are too space-consuming, so thought a portable DVD player (best if have TV-tuner) would do me good whenever all TVs are occupied and I'm bored to death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11) &lt;em&gt;Besta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Buy this if you think you have too much money and got nowhere to spend. Model CD-236 looks not bad. But I suppose it costs more than S$500. Madness. &lt;&lt;a href="http://www.besta.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.besta.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;em&gt;Coach Handbag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me have the handbag please, Jiaxuan!!! LOL Just kidding. But was aiming this bag for long and once given up wanting it. However, if you want to buy, please buy from US cause it's so much cheaper!!! *Hint to Jiaxuan* &lt;&lt;a href="http://www.coach.com/content/product.aspx?product_no=9628&amp;amp;category_id=320"&gt;http://www.coach.com/content/product.aspx?product_no=9628&amp;amp;category_id=320&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) &lt;em&gt;Tefal Steamer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't mind if you buy me this. I am going to get it soon anyway, so I can steam lots of food to eat. I remember a new steamer has just launched not long ago. Anyway, I don't really mind which model you buy, as long as it's practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) &lt;em&gt;Burberry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply love the checkers design. I will drop dead if you buy that new arrival shoulder bag for me. Okok~ Too demanding. Buy me one of the fragrance that you think I might like then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;15) Oral B Electronic Toothbrush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to own one. Will check out the model, otherwise, any one should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'Tsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please try to avoid getting the following stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Soft Toys (You'll know if you've been to my room)&lt;br /&gt;2) Toiletries, body products (I love them, but think that it'll be more exciting to shop on my own, unless you are getting from Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn)&lt;br /&gt;3) Display items (My room really too small for this)&lt;br /&gt;4) Cups (I received 2 this year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continue...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-2566544692650784878?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2566544692650784878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=2566544692650784878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/2566544692650784878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/2566544692650784878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2007/12/21st-birthday.html' title='21st Birthday'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-609496563523453505</id><published>2007-07-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:12:36.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nop in SG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;met up with Nop today. so glad being able to meet up before he goes UK for Master studies. like what mama said, he's definitely nicer than Bank to at least come over Singapore to visit old friends. both are busy with family business, studies, life in Thailand, etc. but why are they so different. it's been months ever since we last contacted. i bet he will only contact me when he broke off with his girlfriend. let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;watched transformer and harry potter last week. sense of satisfaction. hmm hmm. i dont get to do many things other than work for the past few months and now... i'm finally more stable and less OT. wahahahas. that is like lesser pay, but so what. i rather give up a part of that than my health. tired and dry eyes are less often occurring as well. yipee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i must say, i always make wrong choice in big decision. anyway, no use pondering on that. all i can say about this job is.......................... i really dislike those inter-co colleagues. their attitudes, characters, languages, etc. no respect to others deserve no self-respect as well. you will get your deserved soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;to QueenJas: no worry. i really understand the pain of being poor, especially when no helping hand is offered at your difficult times. perhaps like what you said, only those been through will truly understand the pain. whatever i can of help, i will definitely give all my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;to JasMich: there's no unsolved problems. if you do have any, i will help to my limit. dont be afraid no one will be there for you. there is always yaya around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-609496563523453505?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/609496563523453505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=609496563523453505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/609496563523453505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/609496563523453505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2007/07/nop-in-sg.html' title='nop in SG'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-5533664583902250900</id><published>2007-06-23T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:46:51.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>negative mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;been feeling not right these few days, for no good reasons. could it be......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) won't be able to meet up with many friends, for they have either went to NS or further studies in Australia. or simply too busy with work/school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) some guys are just so sickening. and some girls are just too silly to get all ups and downs over guys. nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3) are we dont click enough? or am i still living under her shadow, that's why i cant really accept new changes, which is your new entrance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4) i met them up, them and them. but not one of the them when they all met up. why. probably because i'm an outcast amongst them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5) i dont wish to think in this way. not trying to push responsibility as well. but why is it that i am always clearing someone's else shit? do you really appreciate my effort?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;**********************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;really wanted to accompany jac for movie, too bad that was out of theatre. no worry, more great shows will be coming up soon (hopefully so!). this month's OT hours finally lessened! hooray for lesser hours spent in office! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just read the newspaper. 10 "major" happenings going to take place from July onwards. only 1 of them affecting me - increase of GST and no cess will be charged. what's the difference then? darn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mum suggested a Hokkaito trip next June. shall start saving. might bring forward the China free-n-easy trip then. this gotta consult my tour guide - yao. good life lo girl! now walking down New York streets watching different world. aRgh!!! had better enjoy yourself to gain back that 23hours tiring flight! and i'll kill you if you didnt take enough photos back! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;probation ended, finally. i'm officially staff of ATI, as soon as i submit that form up. wahahas. i knew i will get through, since boss is quite paranoid on her staff quitting, ever since so many quitted on her. more benefits in the future. hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tired........................  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-5533664583902250900?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/5533664583902250900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=5533664583902250900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/5533664583902250900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/5533664583902250900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2007/06/negative-mood.html' title='negative mood'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-7657438993786222194</id><published>2007-05-26T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:16:32.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;22nd may - graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, this day has come. happy? indeed. not because i'm gonna be the first batch wearing the gradution attire or i'm gonna go on stage to receive my cert. purely because..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially out of SP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is worth celebrating, considering it's a hellish place where lots of demons exist. i have nothing but bad memories there. i have some good ones, but the bad ones had overwhelmed them. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's cool to have friends working in the same company. you can always make that happen by introducing your friends in for any vacancies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have a colleague who used to study the same course in the same poly as you (who is more than 5years ago batch), is even cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have a colleague who was your secondary school senior (she in sec4 while you were sec1) was the best! i might have no impression of bumping into her in school, although she used to travel over to campus 2 for cca purpose. oh well, the relationships in this office are really interesting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the earth is indeed round. hmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stocked up the cabinet with loads of biscuits. all thanks to roselyn too who went fairprice with me. and ya, ended up too heaty as expected. been sick since graduation day. tried to turn in no later than 11pm since then with pills. no use. lousy medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was her last day, which means i'll be doing double job from monday onwards. this is too insane for me to even think about. hopefully my OT hours dont hit on another new record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to joyce: i'm so sorry that i wasnt there on your mum's 100th day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you started work, there's nothing else except work, work and work. i wont have time to organise any gatherings/meetups. unless you make a request one or remind me, i wont even have time to reply sms at times, till few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksfully, i still have some social life and make time for other leisure activities despite so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of going scuba diving~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-7657438993786222194?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7657438993786222194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=7657438993786222194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/7657438993786222194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/7657438993786222194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2007/05/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-8169462566366388655</id><published>2007-04-22T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:25:38.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>green bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IM. any idea what's this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chin was so lame. that day san already yahoo-ed us there's green bean soup in the fridge. while i was yummy-ing on the bengawan solo dessert...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chin: "hey! you all want green bean soup not?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "hmm?! i thought san already told us..." staring at emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chin: "yar lah! want not? i fetch for you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;me and emily: "huh, ok... thanks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chin: "OK! let me IM! it'll be here soon!"&lt;br /&gt;me and emily: "... ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;few minutes later, green bean soup are brought to our table!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chin: "there! your green bean soup! told you it'll be here after i IM!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wah lau eh!!! wth lo! his IM meant Instant Messenger la! since our office can use yahoo, msn and skype during work, this is not a problem man. and he IM san to fetch for us, but san replied him with "full of shit". wahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;working with them is real fun! *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;watched a variety show last week. it's supposed to be based on real life story, but this episode is real drama la! i bet you had watched this before. it's a taiwanese show which the hosts help whoever wants them to check on. so there's this sister who checked on her brother and his secretive girlfriend. in the end guess what?! his girlfriend's his aunt! that means... his father's sister! the most funniest thing is that, after all the whoo-ha (the couple nearly commit suicide), then they found out that the aunt was adopted. hurrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;been slacking so much! dont know what's gotten into me this week! was so lazy for everything. shaking legs in the office and taking my own sweet time to do the tasks. head for home after work instead of yoga classes. sticked to my own bed instead of waking up to give tuition. aRgh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-8169462566366388655?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8169462566366388655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=8169462566366388655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/8169462566366388655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/8169462566366388655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2007/04/green-bean.html' title='green bean'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-117604866737157116</id><published>2007-04-08T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:11:07.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>massage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, i did mention that i will attend the massage session today and i did! hmm not too bad. the ambience is great, the people are nice and the session was cool. the name of the lady who did the back massage for me was angiel, so we were joking that she's gonna put a pair of wings on me and make me fly to heaven after the session. lolx. dont see her auntie hor, she's really superb lo. first time having this massage, compared to thai massage, i have to take off my top and bras, then lie there like those kind that you saw in TV lo. but who cares. you get a personal room anyway. and it's a lady who did the massage for me. so even if i strip in front of her i also wont blush. ahahahas! anyway, i didnt sign up for the membership cause...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. i dont want to spend any more money on pampering thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. i dont want to fall for the gimmicks again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. i want to source for a better and cheaper place so i can bring mama there too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;supposed to use laptop for work stuff, just as i was halfway through my company mails, i saw the message from my boss saying that i should stop using the database system till further notice. and there will be a meeting tomorrow morning at 9am. i'm not sure if i should be laughing or crying now. i should feel excited that i have reasons to leave my work aside for now. but the thought of having the work piling up equivalent to more OT in the future made me really feel like crying. woooahs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of all people, i really cant imagine that andy tong has a blog of his own finally! this is really surprising but i felt glad. to me, blog is like a place for you to reveal whatever things you feel like without having the fear of others invading your privacy. if not, why else you blog and let everyone read? hurrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went central mall today. had intended to shop but got to complete the task of helping tony to get his yanzi album signed. my initial plan was to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- attend yoga classes first then dilly-dally go central mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- shop around the mall so i know what's in there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- start queuing up for the autograph only when there's less than 20 persons in queue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in the end.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i woke up too late (all thanks to the great taiwan show that i watched till 4am) for yoga classes, and gu ma came over just when i was ready to set off and ended up going there with me. she insisted on watching her singing and talking on stage. so i had no other choice but to accomodate with her. this is one of the shortest autograph session that i have ever seen lo! she was late for half an hour, started singing straight after her appearance, listened to those five selected girls who must make her laugh with their jokes (the jokes were either old kind that you had heard since you were young or some lame ones that you can pluck from the air) to get pictures taken with her, and then got ready for the signing part. how stupid can it be. but, well, she sang another song before signing since the fans were screaming away "encore!!". number of fans there? pathetic i must say. the whole autograph session inclusive of the jokes and her singing lasted less than 2 hours. imagine how "long" it was hurrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mayday still the best. they will always sing as many songs as they can and always make an effort to raise the atmosphere. they will always shake hands with you when they are signing the album for you. that's why, i'm going to watch their concert this june! $150 after sistics charge. best ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you think NS is insane in singapore? how about comparing thailand's with NS? guess what the guys must do when they reach the age of 20 in thailand. they must be monks in temple for at least 3 months and no connections with the outside world at all. all they do everyday is to wake up as early as 5am, do all those monk thingy like praying and reading religious books. no dinner for you too. and worst of all (to the guys), you'll be surrounded by many many many gays in the temple, who will be accompanying you throughout these wonderful days in temple.&lt;em&gt; the above information was provided by our dear oran with real life experience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-117604866737157116?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/117604866737157116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=117604866737157116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/117604866737157116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/117604866737157116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2007/04/massage.html' title='massage'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-117596580162794896</id><published>2007-04-08T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:26:45.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true yoga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i simply cant stand my hair! it's bushes now! and i'm too lazy to go to a good one. waste bus fare too. so, i ended up at my neighbour's for a hair cut. $5 nia. and it's not bad. hahas. good deal. and can tell you, bus fare is really expensive, especially out with my mum! i spent almost $5 just on bus fare! used to have bus concession la! wah lau!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yesterday was good friday. dont tell me you went to temple like me. the scene was really insane. because it is also guan yi niang niang's birthday, the crowd was like as if they wanna fight for the tou zu xiang during chinese new year. you dont even need to go in to burn your joss sticks (you cant see the oil lamp anyway) cause there's many people who use their own lighters and do it outside and others just burn theirs from the one whose joss sticks are on fire. you dont even need to think of where to exit, cause the crowd will just squeeze you in the direction that will guide you all the way till you got out of the temple. weather's hot and i really feel like going home to bath and slack after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;can tell you singaporeans really getting crazier and stupidier. their IQ is really declining now. no wonder government rather has more foreign talents. if you see what i saw yesterday after the praying, i bet you'll agree with me too (unless you're one of them). there's this car that parked at that narrow road which it took up one of the two lanes and everyone's crowding there. no accident, no nothing. neither to confront the driver too. they simply stand there, corwd around the car (not just a few of them, it's more than 20 persons la) just to watch the car. and yes, watch the car! the driver was nowhere in sight, perhaps still busy with the praying. and those idiots just stand there like they're his car watcher. WTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;**************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;getting best deals during shopping have always been ladies' favourite. recently, i had gotten a great deal. was really elated about it. i signed up with true yoga. lolx. i cant believe i did go for the classes and was rather determined about it. initially, i had to pay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;$500 for new member fee +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;$90 for processing fee +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;$$179 monthly fee (x3 months upfront) +&lt;br /&gt;GST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then, i got the deal at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;$50 for processing fee +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;$159 monthly fee +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so, i ended up paying $209+GST. okay, to many it's not really a great deal. in fact, i had fallen into the gimmicks trick. to think that i was once a marketing student. hurrr. but who cares. so what if other clubs like california fitness and amore are cheaper? so long as i've been enjoying myself and become healthier, i wont mind paying that sum. one month after joining, true yoga came up with another deal. cant believe this. this plan is meant for me i supposed. hahas. and the deal is that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pay by credit card and reduce your monthly payment to just $100.50 nett. cool right?! and so, thanks to shireen that i've clinched this great deal! yipeeeeee!!! not only did she help me save $60+ per month, she even got me another month for free! why? cause she paid the full amount upfront and since she's a financial consultant (that's why she's really superb when dealing with this kinda thing), she got herself a month trial for free!! steady leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh yes, a great introduction of shireen to everyone out there. if you have any intentions of buying any type of insurance or wanting to save money or plan for your future, but dont know who to turn to, i can introduce her to you. she's from prudential and she's really a nice one. even my own relatives who are in the same line not even on par with her. other advisors will think of how to clinch this deal with you to meet their target, but she would love to share with you more on the information that you should know from an advisor. others will sign the policy with you and only call you when they want you to sign up for more policies with them, but she will call you at times for a chat. others meet you up to tell you about other policies that you should plan to get, she will meet you up just for a meal or two. and she always offers to pay when i was student. now, i finally got a chance to treat her back! hahas! so, contact me if you are interested in buying any policies or just want some advise. even when my mum asked me to buy from her friend (AIA), i hestitated. as for shireen, i met her by chance and i bought a savings policy from her immediately after our second meeting. so, you can see how good i think she is. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;been postponing the free massage from true spa, tomorrow must go! i guess by now, that true spa lady, marilyn, who called me up must be eager to meet me. she must be thinking "wah lau eh, this girl so busy de meh? keep forgetting and postponing the appointment. waste my phone bill." so, yes, tomorrow must go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-117596580162794896?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/117596580162794896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=117596580162794896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/117596580162794896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/117596580162794896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2007/04/true-yoga.html' title='true yoga'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-117588132147589712</id><published>2007-04-07T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T01:42:01.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....wOOOh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"your blog's dead, yaya!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;that's what i heard recently. it's always dead what. you mean you ever hear my blog talking to you? hmm... i wonder =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;soooooooo many things happened within these three months ever since i last updated. first thing of all...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I HAD GRADUATED FROM SINGAPORE POLYTECHNIC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wah seh! finally this day has arrived! i've been looking forward to this day ever since all members of Queengang quitted. you think poly life is great? yes, to some. but can tell you, more than 80% of my friends agreed with me. you think you'll make new close friends in poly? yeah right. as if. not everyone is like Queengang or any brothers like Joel or Weeliang k. and not everyone is like Huixian and Adeline they all to add some sparks in your poly life k. aRgh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the graduation ceremony was totally filled with fun and laughter la!!! really enjoy lots there. took more than 50 photos and a video of adeline being selected as one of the "best-dressed lady". cool. even took photo with one of the only secondary school friend in sp and three other primary school friends. cool. also took photo with the girl whom we both thought we knew each other from first sight. but we do not know anyway. just got the familiar feel, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so, what have i done after graduation? let me think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;was preparing for chinese new year celebration back then. worked part-time and continue giving tuition till my rolling debts don't allow me to be like this again. and i must say that i'm really lucky. perhaps i'm blessed in this area. i found a full-time job less than a week of search. number of resumes i sent? two. first one went to EHG which andy recommended me when i was still too lazy to look for job. but was kinda on pending since they want someone with experience. and marketing cert is nothing if you have no experience, really. then, when i sent the second resume, which is to my cousin's agency, she selected two jobs for me and sent my resume to them. went for interview for both, one is marketing assistant, another is customer service assistant. you might think i'm mad, but still, i chose the latter. cause why? i dont know. both has not much differences and whoever called me first, i'll just go ahead. hey, both companies want me k. they gave me responses on same day, different time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;anyway, i'm contented in this company right now. though i'm doing totally different stuffs from what i learnt, but this job is really exciting and challenging. the load of work can be shown on a frequency polygon. it'll increase from starting of the month till end of month, then decline again. colleagues are super nice and most importantly, bosses are nice too! we're like a happy family in office. sometimes they will pack food for everyone and we will eat in the meeting room together and crap around. and my boss will bring us out for lunch sometimes. staff welfares are great too. and... i can skip shopping during lunch time (not like during attachment time) cause there's nothing to shop anyway! it's in the industrial area and the food is cheap! $2 can get you a bowl of noodles!!! woooah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;complain complain complain!!!!! ai suan didnt mention about me going her mama's place!!! to think that i skipped the seafood meal offered by my boss and being the first to be there!!! =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;just kidding anyway, what's there to be angry of. lolx. oh well, do try it out though. if you dont try then might as well dont read our blog anymore k. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;qi-jie's migrating to australia! darn him! how could he stay there forever after going there to study? thanks to him and some of the evil relatives here, i really feel like flying to australia now and stay there forever too. haizzzzzz too bad i dont have a money forest like qi-jie. aRgh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;that's all for now! muahahahas~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-117588132147589712?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/117588132147589712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=117588132147589712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/117588132147589712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/117588132147589712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2007/04/woooh.html' title='....wOOOh!!!'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-116852186307375192</id><published>2007-01-11T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T03:29:41.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;turning 20 this saturday aint something to be happy of. in the blink of eyes, i'll be announcing 29years soon. this is scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, kat is really nice to "go after" me on my birthday list. here's some that i can think of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ spongebob squarepants boardgames (monopoly, risk... from Toy R Us) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ a chinese tea set (either the traditional ones or the flower tea set - the transparent type)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ mp3 player (dont need too big memory space, but preferably creative, iriver or apple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ a green t-shirt bra (can be from wacoal or triumph - &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;80B&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ full set of comics - tao(2) qi(4) xiao(3) qing(1) qing(1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Da Vinci DVD (since i missed this on theatre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ shawls (to stock up my mini collections)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;+ mountain bike (need not be too ex, can be just good enough for me to go night cycling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;+ stand mixer (i wanna bake cake!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-116852186307375192?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/116852186307375192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=116852186307375192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/116852186307375192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/116852186307375192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2007/01/20th-birthday.html' title='20th birthday'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-116465247696882175</id><published>2006-11-28T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T02:36:04.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how bad can a day be for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- woke up late for exam&lt;br /&gt;- forgot to bring pencil case&lt;br /&gt;- caught in traffic jam some more&lt;br /&gt;- forgot to bring umbrella and it rain suddenly&lt;br /&gt;- one of the shoes got stucked in the drain and got no choice but to leave it behind&lt;br /&gt;- entered the exam room with classmates' stares&lt;br /&gt;- only then to find out there's no exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you consider these as a bad day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me share mine with you...&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i'm down in luck because i'm being mischievous of late or what. my mum suggested that i should go pray one day, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story happened on last friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- got to know from manda that PTH make-up test is on friday, so rushed home from work on thursday to study. hung it there even though i'm dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;- shoes broke while rushing to the test venue.&lt;br /&gt;- waited for the invigilator in the room with a bunch of guys, only to find it weird that he/she is late&lt;br /&gt;- went to the lecturer's room to ask about the make-up test, only to find out that the test date hasnt been set yet&lt;br /&gt;- late for CSB class, of course&lt;br /&gt;- went PS, hoping to get my watch batteries changed. (has got 10 years warranty on batteries) in the end, the shop has closed down and changed to GUESS. &lt;em&gt;wth!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;went over to prudential tower to make claim, was rejected cause i'm below 21 and parent's signature is required. hence, i can only be back on monday since it's close on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;- was so bashed after everything. took bus home and it broke down halfway cause the engines burnt. &lt;em&gt;darn it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- rest awhile at home before setting off to work. caught up in traffic jam during peak hour. been stucked at the same old place for 45 minutes and was late for work for 30minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aRgh!!! what a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days later, which was yesterday, i broke my another pair of shoes again and the bus broke down, yet again! SBS buses just cant be trusted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-116465247696882175?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/116465247696882175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=116465247696882175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/116465247696882175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/116465247696882175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-bad-day.html' title='what a bad day'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-116143781587458451</id><published>2006-10-21T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T21:42:12.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jas birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DEAR JASMINE TAY AI SUAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just attended her birthday party at baycourt. Hope she likes the presents that we all gave her. You're loved, gal! Being the first Queen to celebrate 20th birthday (who claimed to be 19 forever), she's rewarded with bars of crunch chocolate from me. Although none of us helped out at the preparation of the party, but we did contribute to the success by attending and having fun over there. hehs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;photos were taken of course. i've got 5 here with me for the update of the QueenGang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/Picture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/Picture%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"welcome back to singlehood!" &lt;em&gt;hurrr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/Picture%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"goodbye singlehood, money~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/Picture%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/Picture%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we started to pose by money's car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/Picture%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/Picture%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/Picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the most updated QueenGang photo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;****************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy deepavali to all! hari raya's round the corner too! as usual, will be working lots in replace for the muslims. but i'll be rewarded with all the delicious food! heh hehs! just bought my first digital camera - nikon coolpix S6. but guess i'm gonna change to S7c cause i need function like anti-shake badly! luckily the one who sold me this was my friend, who's so kind to me that i can give trial to this S6 first. hahas! and it's very cheap! so if you guys wanna get cheap digital cameras can look for me. he's doing wholesales kind. heez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;time really fly fast! it's time for me to start planning on the thailand trip! hahas! in 2 weeks' time gotta have names confirmed and get the tickets! yipppeeeee!!!!!!! here i come, thailand!!! before that has got so many things to do! but it'll all be worthwhile of! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/Picture%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is the first photo that i took using my digital camera. lolx.&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/10258172-116143781587458451?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/116143781587458451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=116143781587458451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/116143781587458451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/116143781587458451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/10/jas-birthday.html' title='jas birthday'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-116070263838739303</id><published>2006-10-13T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T09:23:58.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hangouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;supposed to meet MMIT group mates here but no one's online. wonder if elvin's lying to me on purpose (since i took mc from school yesterday).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;been hanging out lotsss lately. with ppc people. since holiday started one month back, been coming home "early" in the morning till my mum got so angry that she "ran away" from home 2 days ago. that was invincible of me isnt it. ha! but the whole incident got comedy when i pretended to be busy in my room at 5am while she sneaked back home and found to be deeply asleep on her bed 1 minute later. morale of the story: your children will always be the ultimate winner. (that's why there's this saying of your child being your creditor from the past life.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nights have been getting more colourful when there are friends around for you. be it supper, movie or just for drinks. and i'm now drinking beer like normal water. all thanks to them. hahas. big thanks to Tino who never fail to melt my heart whenever he sings with his guitar on stage at one some bar. poor darling huiting, been facing lotsa problems too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;political wars have broken out at ppc. everything's in chaotic situation. total madness. what do they get eventually? just pieces of shit with daggers on your backs. boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;too little time for too many things. been slacking away from school work. been loving to sleep everyday. been owing quite a few people birthday presents (at least i did sms them). been taking buses everyday. been planning on thailand trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;talking about thailand trip... hmm it's really tough when there's soooooooo many people thinking of going with you. few years back, all these were empty promises. but now, i think they're all serious. yes, we can all go together, but they're all of different groups! total of 4 different groups of people, i'm really lost at what to do! aRgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-116070263838739303?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/116070263838739303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=116070263838739303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/116070263838739303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/116070263838739303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/10/hangouts.html' title='hangouts'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-115660959809301517</id><published>2006-08-26T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:26:38.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;exam's over. finally. the last major one of this year. the thought of leaving SP next february is the only motivation for me to hang on. bank promised to attend the graduation ceremony next june/july. hmm. sounds nice, though i know it wont happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i fared pretty well this time round. not because i'm filled with high confidence. just that it's the first time round in SP that i managed to finish revision for all modules. the only regret now is my GEMS. the heaviest weightage of assignments is still on my hands. okay, this is the second time and will definitely be the last time in SP. (i wont want to repeat whole semester just for GEMS, for goodness' sake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been holiday-ing (rotting) for a week. thanks to my students, i'm back on my feet now. really touched when mrs leow handed me the gifts that her daughters had wanted to give me. it's for 1st september Teachers' Day. oh man. yes! it is! we'd long forgotten what's that and now, being a tutor of 2 kids, drew that memories back to me again. this time round, i am the lead on 1st september, yet the santa on 1st october. amazing. i'm gonna leave the presents-opening ceremony till the actual day (though i'd peeked already). woohahahas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try my best to enjoy this holiday of mine. life in poly isnt that easy though. 2 holidays in a semester year. 1 with worries for projects and upcoming tests. another 1 with just plans of holiday-ing to the fullest. i'm at the latter one right now. (yipeeeee!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me do some recalling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a postcard from scandenavia on sunday. it was from my dearest buddy bank. went there without me, which we'd made a deal of doing a backpacking trip over there some time. this little action of his had actually thrilled me, considering his EQ (haha!) and this eventually shows how much he still care for me. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;became a walking vampire the next day after the final paper - GBE. my most confident paper of all which i was hoping for at least a B+. the lunch and chat at swensen was really pleasure, though i dont really have good impression of that restaurant from previous incidents. played a bad role on my way home, for i was really too bashed to just spend another 10 to 20 minutes or so for boon's sake. pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long awaiting meetup - date for "click". finally it's not just me and boon. shannon and jac joined us and i must say that we do have a fun time together. we did things that perhaps some of us dont really get to do it in normal days. and that silly shannon. to think that she can put on those fake nails while watching the first few minutes of the show (since she's watching for the second time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queenz day! bro sorta "replaced" joyce for that day. big surprise of him joining us though. however, felt kinda sad for him as da sao will be leaving for US disneyland today! hurrr. that means he will have more time for queenz in the future! lolx. carl's jr was what we ate (20% off using NETS only till end of next month, so must keep patronizing!) and "my super ex-girlfriend" was really hilarious! especially when you have a funny audience around you with that "unique" laughter. (i suspected him for being the one who was there yesterday at "click" who has the same laughter) ice cream chillout at ben and jerry with joyce's exciting stories (me and money popped by blendinn on our way back home) perfected the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;awwwh~!!! back in operation at PPC. hmm some changes occurred, as usual. but seriously they do make me stronger in adaption. whatever. siva's able to work now! so glad! yesterday was the best at work. 5 full timers with 4 part timers, all "old birds". steady. lesser crowd too, since it's end of month (according to dan). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;everything's back to normal and on the right track. this is how life should be like. with unexpected ahead. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-115660959809301517?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/115660959809301517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=115660959809301517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115660959809301517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115660959809301517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/08/exams-over.html' title='exam&apos;s over'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-115500515132688156</id><published>2006-08-02T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T10:45:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gastric</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i've been in pain since saturday. trust me, it's so unbearable that you really feel like killing yourself. mistaken it as constipation initially, since i havent clear my bowel for days (think so) and it always hurt whenever i missed a day of sleep. now i know what is it all about. the impatient doctor who seemed to be in dont know what kinda rush diagnosed me as having gastric pain. been always thinking of getting one since young, and now finally wish come true. hurrr. of course, i got a mc for iaf lesson! yipee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;exam's round the corner. everyone's burying themselves into books and notes. me? into my bed. muahahahs. been loving my bed deeper these few weeks. realised that i couldnt wake up for lessons at times! man, this is bad. never have such problem when i was young. guess i'm old, indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i know sometimes i just talk like an asshole. but you can take it that it's the environment and the people surrounding me giving me all these chances to be one. hahahas. and i know you'll hate me for saying this, but i still wanna say. i even wanna say it out loud! beaming with pride, here i go...! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;finally, i passed my iaf class test!!! had failed the first one even with 2 trials. and now, i'm soaring with 70mark. seemed low, but i feel great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;finally, all me and my group's effort paid off for the hellish projects that we've been suffering with. my gbe group, though has the least number of serious audience (opps, i mentioned it again!), topped the class. overall of 77mark. great job i must say. a bit of luck too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;finally, bd presentation's over too. though this time round got more audience, i still manage to pass off my nervousness and stupidity during the presentation as a confident speaker (according to mr boey). the report then is the one that's stressing the hell out of us. hurrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i am such a bitch yet i love being one. lalalalalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-115500515132688156?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/115500515132688156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=115500515132688156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115500515132688156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115500515132688156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/08/gastric.html' title='gastric'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-115427571273554445</id><published>2006-07-30T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:08:32.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jaz has officially joined me at outdoors on tuesday. it's really nice to have someone whom you know for long to work together. of all the people whom i introduced in, none "survived". the one who gotten me in, quitted too. hmm perhaps i should take the leave too, soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friday worked till 3am again. thankfully there's siva, aishah, derek, ajay and mimie there with me. fun night, with thrifts to watch too. silly guys shouting and dragging, just because the girlfriend hugged another guy friend. see, friends can also turn enemy overnight, so what's impossible in this world? hurrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dared not sleep after work. afraid that i would oversleep hahas. continue on my drama series that mama just bought for me. last night's 10hours of sleep was really sensible for today's battle. happy sunday could just be lunching with mama and ah ma at din tai feng, followed by a nice kopi break at ya kun. bumped into cousin bingjie and friends there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here i am, rushing for project once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesterday received a disastrous letter. it left me hanging there, not knowing how to react. decided to treat it as a harsh lesson learnt in part of my teenage life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's really time that i should start thinking on my own future. what i really wanna do after graduation which would be taking place next february. i'm really worried. still lost. certainly, there are many thoughts and choices. but life is just not like a bed of roses. unexpected things always happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no matter what shit happens, sun will still rise and set everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-115427571273554445?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/115427571273554445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=115427571273554445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115427571273554445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115427571273554445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-weekends.html' title='my weekends'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-115343165077699494</id><published>2006-07-21T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T05:40:51.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3to5pm - went for lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6to1130pm - went to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;12am - received good news on job thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1am - had a nice shower for "battle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;115am till now - been at work for MC presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;time of presentation - 8AM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wth... it's been decades ever since i stayed up the whole night doing on projects. (the last few times were with queengang) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i dont mind not blinking any wink for projects. 3hours later will be my final presentation of this semester (not to include BD) and gotta wash my hands off projects! muahahahas!!! really hoping at least a B in all projects. best would be an A for all, of course! lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;scored 9/10 for SM presentation, commented that i was the femal version of jonathan who gotten 10/10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sheh, siti and adeline are the only real attentive ones during GBE presentation. (noticed people like elvin and zander did try to pay attention too) initially thought it could be because jason's speaking. eventually it was due to the IAF test after that. (someone even slept!) sometimes people are just selfish. they want the best for themselves and at the same time, forgot about the others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;let me tell you some facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;- i failed most of the accounting related CAs since year one. cant even pass the first IAF CA1 after second trial. that doesnt give me more reasons not to show respect to the presenters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;- it's really rude of not paying any attention to the presenters who wasted their time and efforts on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;- all these just reflect to others on your own personality and attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;- presenters got nothing to lose out. you're the one on loss. (you should be feeling shameless on yourself right now, to think that you're still acting this way at this age, after what you've gone through in your quarter life.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i am not going to be like jason, who's intending to take some silly revenge by doing the same thing back next week. i am going to pay full attention to you and ask more questions. my intention? hoping to make you guilty? nope. think about it yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;aRgh!!! i just cant work well with my own computer's powerpoint! damnit! gotta get going just to reach school earlier to finish the whole thing up. everything will be in good shape, eventually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-115343165077699494?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/115343165077699494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=115343165077699494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115343165077699494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115343165077699494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/07/late-at-night.html' title='late at night'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-115281374936599096</id><published>2006-07-14T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T04:50:20.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sometimes, people do ponder, especially in the lonesome night under their blankets with wind blowing at their pathetic bodies on the bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many times have the chilly night cause your tears rolling down your cheeks with heart aching when reflections occupy your whole mind and yet refuse to be blown away by the wind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for how long, tell me, just how much longer would you need to be really awaken from the repeated tragical dreams of yours? or should i be just the one to be awaken from the beautiful dreams that i'd weaved for all of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teach me, guide me... on how would i then be able to make you understand thoroughly of all the things in front of you that we'd all witness together?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you know how many times i had cried for you in the night, with the heartfelt worries and angers for you? when would you appreciate these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally consulted doctor for my pimples. this would mean another expense of mine that i'd to include in my monthly budget *sobsss* and to think i got myself into "deep trouble" by asking my mum to celebrate her birthday next month at hyatt hotel's straits kitchen. this caused me to end up paying for that! yes! to be exact, it's to pay for my whole family. hurrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-115281374936599096?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/115281374936599096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=115281374936599096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115281374936599096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115281374936599096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/07/how.html' title='how...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-115090604833949009</id><published>2006-06-14T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:07:28.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went zoo on 8th june with andy, jac, tony, jialuan and jasmine. took more than 200 photos but was too lazy to update. here we go............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/zoo004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;our food!!! yummy~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/zoo008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the most expensive vending machine i've ever seen in singapore! one for $2.50!!! darn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/zoo045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the best photo we took among the kangaroo shots. and that's jialuan who's fearless of all kinds of animals! bravo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/zoo056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the AA white tiger which keep modelling around to AA. wth~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/zoo064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the beautiful signs in zoo~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/zoo067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;not forgetting the rubbish bin! wahahahas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/zoo076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;seen polar bear sticking out its tongue before? hehs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/zoo118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i think tony looks rather retro here. lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/zoo148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;elephants!!! splash~!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's really impossible for me to upload all photos. do visit zoo really! nowhere is boring. it depends on who you go with and not where you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;everyone replied "huh" when i told them i went to zoo. boon's the only one who gave me different one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me: "i went to zoo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;boon: "for what?..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me: "hahas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;boon: "we're going to the zoo zoo zoo&lt;br /&gt;             how bout you you you&lt;br /&gt;             you can come too too too&lt;br /&gt;             we're going to the zoo zoo zoo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;faints. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/zoo006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-115090604833949009?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/115090604833949009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=115090604833949009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115090604833949009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115090604833949009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/06/zoo.html' title='zoo'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-115014642712587581</id><published>2006-06-13T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T05:07:07.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;woooahs!!! i just felt so shoik working closing after 6 or 7 months ever since the previous one. average of one customer from 1130pm to closing. i can even do modelling along the pathway, chatted with shah, maria and cliff, did a "strategic" planning on how-to-do-closing-in-a-smoother-way, blah blah blah~ as what maria had guessed, i aint getting on the bed after my shower, yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;laladeedah~!!! 2 more days to HK trip! yippeeee!!! mum's kiasu enough to bring out the luggages already! me? just on the verge of emotional prepared. muahahahas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;world cup has stirred craziness in many! acid bar's surrounded with cheerings and clappings. people has been betting almost every matches. maybe i should bet on some for bits of money. lolx. though world cup is exciting, but last friday's "live" drama show could be on par too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e-learning week had just passed with a flash. thought i might need to rush everything like mad on friday night (since i've been playing and working before that), i could simply lay back once again! hehs, cause everything's to be handed in during school term! best part is when your lecturer even send you an email on "ignore what's written in the blackboard and hand in to me only in the first week of term 2. no lesson to be held as it's only meant for submission of tutorial 2." hooooray!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;talking about friday's "live" drama show. hurrr. not much comment. to think about it now, i'd still find it amusing, though i should be feeling "betrayed"? the hagen's green tea &amp; melon ice cream really leave me speechless. awww~!!! best part of that day? of course it's of my handphone's theme thingy la! muahahahas!!! (i'm still showing it off!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so are you still spying on my blog, har?! *you know who you are* boliaooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-115014642712587581?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/115014642712587581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=115014642712587581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115014642712587581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/115014642712587581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-weekends.html' title='long weekends'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114918196304136884</id><published>2006-06-02T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T01:12:43.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>together posts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;holiday's ringing at my ears! hooray! having a class chalet next monday, few of us thought that it might turn out to be some kinda secondary school camp or NS camp. to prevent so, we're gotta shut ourselves off from those and be in our own world where possible. for the past 7 weeks of school term, sooo many things had happened. people changed. some for the better, some for the worse. those year 1 friends are no longer the same anymore. everyone changes with time, it just depend how good/bad you'd changed =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BD presentation just ended today. seriously, i dont think i'd put in much effort at all, except for the PPT and the government rules part. my members love me so much that they had only give me such a pathetic job. c'mon man! who wont love it when they dont need to work that hard for project? but my sense of guilt had totally changed to frustrations + digusts. yes, it's you guys who made me feel this way. have you ever have any idea how miserable i was while doing that PPT for BD? no, you'll never. if you do, you'll never change the template just for the excuse that the alignment is different. i sacrified my hours of beauty sleep and risk my shortsighted degrees (can only work in the dark since joyce's sleeping besides me) just because you guys trust me in this task. you'd insulted me and betrayed this trust of mine in you guys for BD after what you'd done to me this noon. you should've understand my effort before making any changes. it's too late to say anything now. cause you guys had shown your disbelief in me. so what if you've done a lot for the research and all? if we have a person short, we wouldnt have done well in the PPT this noon. and you can jolly well admit that Mr Ben Cho moderated us for such high mark for part of the sake of me too. ingrates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;what do ya mean by "no marketing concept"? i look up to you as a fun and loving lecturer. someone who represents marketing as an interesting area to study. but, your actions had disgusted me. by writing such words on my test paper which i should be grateful to you that you just passed me to make me look good, you had insulted me in and out. you shall earn less than 5% of respect from me on the day you insulted me onwards. you wont care, i know. but i dont care either. to think that i'm getting all these shit things from you after spending the most efforts in this module, i am going to prove you that you're not fit to be a marketing lecturer and i will be the best marketing student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;who are you to scold me? who are you to criticise my friends/colleagues? i dont go to work to listen to all your bullshit k. if you're under so much pressure, that's your own blardy business. none of mine. stop trying to act pathetic after making mistakes all the time. stop trying to act big when you are just a small fry who knows only bootlicking. just admit that you suck in management skill. i can give you Mr David Cheong's number so you could contact him for some management teachings. be thankful that i'm still nice to you. soon, i'll climb on top of you and step you like rubbish. idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fat ass. stop acting so knowledgable or funny can. wise person need not show it all out. people will naturally know if you're really that good. you aint funny at all. you suck at telling jokes or being lame. your face making me puke too. i just cant tolerate you anymore. i'm trying to be nice with you yet you dont appreciate. fine. you'll get karma. dont ever let me hear you saying those nasty words on people whom i know, especially my family members. and stop trying to act smart, fat ass. pui pui pui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's ok if you dont accept my good intentions on providing those advices to you. one day you'll regret what you'd chosen. and please be thankful that you're still be able to spend time with your loved ones or still be able to sense their presence, for i cant even spend as much time as possible with my dad or be there for him till his last journey. just get contented with life. live simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114918196304136884?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114918196304136884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114918196304136884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114918196304136884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114918196304136884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/06/together-posts.html' title='together posts'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114831087547873066</id><published>2006-05-22T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:14:35.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faults</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i'm addicted to drama shows! partly it's mum's fault, for bringing home so many nice shows! another half is because whenever i've got nothing to do at home, i'll dig out shows to watch and rot! muahahahas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the two sucidal nutcases in my house had driven me mad past few years. that's why i dont give much darn to whoever has that thought in their minds. i'm too sick of that. now, they'd switched to blamer game. argue now and then. in the end, their conclusion will always be "so it's my fault la"! one thing is, why am i always being dragged into the picture and get blamed and vexed about it in the end? aRgh?! when will they grow wisely and learn how to handle things in a neater way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the final year in poly life has caused me to dread projects to the maximum. i dislike accounting associated modules truly. with regard to my attendance for ia&amp;f every wednesday (so good that he wanna see me personally about it wahahhaas!), phobia has arose in me. i wanna end poly life asap!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dropped by yin's blog just now. her tagboard's so childish la. i meant those people who left the messages there de. no offence, but i think they're at fault too. to think that putting all the blame on yin so they could get away was such entertaining. how wonderful life can be with friends as such. claiming that yin should step out and talk to them about her problems yet they too didnt take the initiative of doing so yet ganged up and tagged nonsense in her tagboard. madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114831087547873066?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114831087547873066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114831087547873066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114831087547873066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114831087547873066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/05/faults.html' title='faults'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114822916966774004</id><published>2006-05-22T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:32:49.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;finally, my last recommended friend has quitted from outdoors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what had gone wrong? was it the management's fault, or our own problems? i dont wish to ponder much about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i received jas sms yesterday about her not reporting to work, i can sense there'll be something gonna happen soon after that. it's proven to be true enough when jason told me that he's suspended jas for her attitude of giving schedule yet not coming to work in the very last minute. suspension is common in outdoors. guess no one has been suspended ever since jas work here. thus it aint her fault of being sensitive to think that it's a way of them wanting to sack her but not knowing how to mouth it. but to think about it, whose fault is this? i'm totally lost at words of describing my current feelings. i know she's not happy working there. i thought she told me that she cant afford to quit yet, regarding of her current status. but why is she being so impulsive then? i understand that sometimes we do feel not wanting to work on that particular week, so i tried to cover up for her when she cant make it to work. it's also part of my fault since sometimes it's me who psycho her not to go (heh hehs). but why is she not keeping her promise of being serious of going back to work like before? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she's as close to me as a sister. she's doing nothing now except for rotting in her cave with someone who just invaded it). i trust her of going back to school for more knowledge. but her way of giving up on courses and work halfway shaken this trust in me. it's really heartbreaking to see own sister leading life in such a manner... teach me what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for the past few weeks, it's always been me consoling others on their problems. now, i'm encountering with so many unsolved problems that caused me to have disturbing nights and often do i have to shed some tears to make my eyes more tiring and shut them off. as a capricorn person, i am such a perfectionist that fallbacks are a no-no to me. omg! i think i'm going mad soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114813753557089239</id><published>2006-05-20T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:35:26.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss bro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;finally bro's coming back this midnight from taiwan after 3 weeks! i'm truly missing him! it always happen when i dont get to see any of my family members for more than 2 weeks. and now, he's gonna be back though the chance of us meeting is quite minute since he's back around 4am and i'm going work at 12pm. but it's still fine. hahas. and yao's coming back next tuesday too! yeah!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was such another "what-a-day" in school. got so touched when jonathan told me about the elective briefing that's gonna take place next wednesday. simply because most of the poly people just sucks in their attitudes or characters. some wont give a darn to anyone else except themselves. some dont appreciate one another. some dont even show any genuine feelings towards others. lots more to list. was really being appreciative to him that he did bother to let me know about this during my absence of lessons. oh yes. that'd crash with the usual queenz outing. but so what?! i'm the only one who's got the extra time to spare since i'm all alone without any boyfriends to handle. hurrr. shall bury myself in those idiotic school works and earning extra bucks then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall, i am indeed truly depressed now. talk to me not. boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114813753557089239?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114813899803606364</id><published>2006-05-13T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:34:29.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some photos taken with my N6280 after changing our appetites at marina square's 'changing appetite' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/Image093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/Image093.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the beautiful backside of merlion. wahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/Image097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oooh what were they all looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/Image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/Image110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so it's the beauty up in the sky. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114813899803606364?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114813899803606364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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andy tong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;happy birthday to you, andy kor ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;caught poseidon with him and jac on his actual birthday to add sparks to his dull celebration on the actual one. hahas. anyway, the cake was really delicious and my that extra twiny present was really great k. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;to kor: i'm deprived of da-sao love. hahahas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;may all your wishes come true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114813775805872590?l=mimosa-touchmenot.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-10258172.post-114702347815504687</id><published>2006-05-08T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T01:37:58.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love wednesdays. it's QUEENz gathering. and who says operations can be done successfully when the head is not around? i'm hereby glad to announce that we're still in good shape even though our queenbee's lost in the jungle! *evil grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bought my desired long awaiting handphone finally! N6280. it's relatively cheap compared to other 3G phones. not buying it cause of fashion or what. it's my love-at-first-sight handphone when i browsed the nokia website last year. it was promoted with N70 but came out later. had 1Gb memory card which jas can take thousands of photos. hurrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so many things happened since school began. pilonidal abscess is what i've been going through for the past few years till now. it's back again and though the wound is healing, it's rotting. and my body's getting weaker that i always kana common illness easily. imagining taking 5 medicines and apply 2 different lotions everyday. haiz~ felt so depressed whenever i look into the mirror... and to think that some idiots dont believe that i'm on mc and made big fuss. reflect on your own actions first k? you have no rights to reprimand me at all. idiots!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after so long, i found out who's the annoymous person who left those poorly typed messages at my tagboard during my birthday month. so childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like i said, so many things happened recently. the more you want to be anti-social, the more you wont allowed to be so. after such a long period of time, someone probed me questions on my status again. hmm. i'm not fussy k. but his seriousness in asking that question really gave me a bit shock. and jastay, i think i need a list of "what-not-to-be-told" and "what-can-be-said". thank you very much. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i like the in-love jas. she'll glow and look so fortunate. but she's so stressed now. and when she's on the peak of love, i'll become shadow le. sobs. hahahas! but it's ok. at least she's more alive! yippeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sincerely wish that life will be better for money. i know you've been through lots, especially when there's no one there to support you fully. anything, just call/sms. not a problem one. i'll pray for you that he'll leave you in peace soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114702347815504687?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114702347815504687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114702347815504687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114702347815504687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114702347815504687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/05/happenings.html' title='happenings'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114590190028413101</id><published>2006-04-25T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T02:05:00.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROD chalet</title><content type='html'>for once, i didnt rot totally throughout the whole weekends. for once again, boss is generous enough to take out $5000 for outdoor staff party. sounds cool. thought so too, initially. guess everyone's disappointed at the bbq pit the most. company's willing to throw in $5000 for 3 days 2 nights chalet yet the organisers are acting so pathetically that cant even bear to part off that $10 for a decent bbq pit. we ended up having 2 aluminum trays as our bbq pits and got our butts dirty too. wth yes it is. i know i'm being bad for grumbling but the organisers, whoever they are, were so brainless that they cant even think wisely on where to spend that $5000 sensibly. they splurged on those expensive food without doing head counts / estimation on the turn up rate. they could've save the money on those food and buy more bailey, jw black label and my bacardi white / 151.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food we had for the chalet:&lt;br /&gt;+ lamb rack (my favourite! packed 5 home too! wahahahas!)&lt;br /&gt;+ satay&lt;br /&gt;+ chicken wings&lt;br /&gt;+ hot dogs (which taste like hell)&lt;br /&gt;+ lobsters&lt;br /&gt;+ oysters&lt;br /&gt;+ stingrays&lt;br /&gt;+ tiger prawns&lt;br /&gt;+ mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;+ marshmallow&lt;br /&gt;+ tidbits, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily someone's smart enough to bring a portable pot along so we could cook some great food apart from that tiny fire from our wonderous bbq pits. we tried to appreciate vicky's cooking (though the acceptable rate was only 2 out of 5) and daylia's stingray was rejected. luckily, yaya's around =) since ingredients are limited, i cooked black pepper beef and black pepper stingray which were both finished up by daylia, aishah, vicky, sarah, mark and myself. wahahahas!!! so proud of myself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess part-timers like me, jas and vicky are the most on persons there. we went for both of the days k. and wei made a special appearance on the first night. hahas! sad that it's also virene's farewell since she's leaving this friday. me and wei bought her a beautiful windchime. purpose was to let her think of us whenever there's wind. hehs. of course there's drunkards since they drink like nobody's business. smart me, escaped with siva's bike before 5am on the very first day. the ride was incredibly great! was so high and looked so kiddish. siva frightened me too for he's always turning sideways whenever i talk to him. but, the TPE part was.... WOW!!! his collars are flipping like fan k!!! and he's really such a nice guy! besides sending me home, he even waited for me to walk up the stairs then he went off. so sweet! (i'm so jealous of you, vani!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately there's tv and "great shows" broadcasted at night. due to my anti-social actions, i...&lt;br /&gt;* watched the chinese version of constantine while others were having fun in groups&lt;br /&gt;* drink on my own (that's safest of drinking to own limit too!)&lt;br /&gt;* slept for an hour before virene came&lt;br /&gt;* didnt talk much to anyone after jas left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so much fun with so much alcohols, i realised that i hadnt done any bit on my school work at all! aRghhhhhhhh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114590190028413101?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114590190028413101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114590190028413101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114590190028413101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114590190028413101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/04/rod-chalet.html' title='ROD chalet'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114568741601151839</id><published>2006-04-22T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T14:30:16.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shuttles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;recent events are passing by so fast that not much time was left for me to reflect and to ponder on. attachment ended in such a hassle that i dont even have much chance to start missing on the 6 precious weeks that i'd spent there and the people who brightened up my learning journey. though they wont be able to see this, i'd like to make big thanks to ANSELM, EILEENE, TERENCE, LILLIE, ERNI, JEREMY, RICHELLE and CLIFTON. not forgetting peck kee, who prepared my cheque. muahahas. i'll definitely miss them de. *sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;without leaving any bits of hour to indulge in that memories, i rushed straight to malay village for the redang trip. while waiting for the coach, i bumped into BEGUM. it's really a surprise though, for why on earth is an indian doing here, except for joining me in the redang trip?! but this is not shooting film, so there's no such thing as like letting her do the eyebrows threading for me the night before and actually going redang for the next three days together. anyway, she's a real good beautician. feel free to ask me for her number if you want threading (any part of your face) or for facial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and yes, i left for redang from 13th - 16th april, together with the lesbaby, money + jas. the coach is killing. over 10hours. but to think money can tolerate it is a wonderous experience. the journey was fine, except for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- selfish chinaaaaaaa guy behind us who expected us to sleep up straight. (to hell you go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- lousy prata for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- lousy toilet for emergencies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- attitude KIDS in the bus who show no respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- over 3 times of wrong routing to the jetty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- the splashing of water when taking boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- sharing supper with flies. (yucks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;other than those above, it's fine. really. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we got to know few nice people. 2 couples, andy + qiu mei and florence + francis, are the first we befriended. interesting couples. first couple: andy's a funny gentlemen. he offered to bring food to us when he heard our grudges of "everyone has got men to do that for them except us 3". qiu mei's an innocent nice girl who finds us interesting. the other couple is a perfect model for "opposite attraction". florence is super high who no one can beats, while francis is super silent that you'll do the talking all the times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;our young tour guides, though inexperienced, were great companions over there. we had a ktv session of 3 chinese + 3 malays in a room, dancing whole night together and also catch the blue sands over the other side of the beach. photos taken along the beautiful beach is what we had now with the meories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"catwoman" is one of the staffs there who i miss lots. i miss the way she said "thai fragrance coconut" in that china tone and the way she danced at the beach disco that night. i miss the guides, especially kiat who always acts like a cutie kid and roslan who talks with that unique accent of his. i miss the jumping off from 2nd level of boat and ended up with backache thereafter, and also the watching of schools of fish swimming under my naked eyes, and also eating of ice-cream on a hammock lots too. apart of that snorkeling experience on the very first day and the drunk uncle incident, the trip is a must-go-again one. we 3 are planning on the next trip there in june. hopefully it'll be a successful one. then i'll be able to watch sunrise on the top of mountain, try jungle trekking and see my beloved sea turtles. yipppppeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;till now, i wasnt able to settle down for the new semester. on top of that, i'm forced to make a decision among going hongkong with family, or redang again, or KL trip with my sisters in june. i have only 2 weeks and limited money. strategic planning and diligence are what i need now. yet, my "old friend" is coming back to visit me again. &lt;em&gt;my butt hurts! &lt;/em&gt;guess i'll be seeing the operation room soon. awwwh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114568741601151839?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114568741601151839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114568741601151839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114568741601151839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114568741601151839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/04/shuttles.html' title='shuttles'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114416764490923375</id><published>2006-04-04T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:27:20.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th week ITP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yayapapaya is hereby proud to present to you the following list of winners for the various awards received this evening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BEST MSN COMPANION: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~ JOYCE PEK (gold) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;~ ALEX KOK (gold)&lt;br /&gt;~ KATHERINE ONG (silver)&lt;br /&gt;~ LIWEI (silver)&lt;br /&gt;~ QI-JIE (silver)&lt;br /&gt;~ NATALEY TEO (silver)&lt;br /&gt;~ JINGWEN (silver)&lt;br /&gt;~ LIYAO (bronze)&lt;br /&gt;~ EILEENE (bronze)&lt;br /&gt;~ MICHELLE (bronze)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SMS BUDDY&lt;br /&gt;~ JASMINE TAY (gold)&lt;br /&gt;~ JASMINE TAY (silver)&lt;br /&gt;~ JASMINE TAY (bronze)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ITP MEETUPS-ER&lt;br /&gt;~ JASMINE TAY (gold)&lt;br /&gt;~ JOYCE PEK (silver)&lt;br /&gt;~ JINGWEN (silver)&lt;br /&gt;~ LIYAO (bronze)&lt;br /&gt;~ JACQUELINE SIM (bronze)&lt;br /&gt;~ KATHERINE ONG (bronze)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*orders of winners are not in sequence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay i heard voices of complaints and questionings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why is that jasmine tay topped in all 3 awards for sms?"&lt;br /&gt;"wth!! you mean you've been chatting with alex everyday?"&lt;br /&gt;"why my name aint there?"&lt;br /&gt;".........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas sms me everyday, day or night. i spent over 10 smses with her everyday. definitely no one can beat her record on that. so she deserves all three awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how busy they are, joyce and alex will always chat with me in msn every monday to friday in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got shocked with the mentioning of alex's name? heh hehs... he's a good chatter in msn alright. surprisingly we can chat more stuffs compared to some other contacts in my msn list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be surprised if your name is not found there even if you do think you should. msn wise, is based on number of times online and chatting with me. sms wise, the most number in that period. ITP meetups-er wise, i simply cant list out everyone right. so just dragged out afew more often kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been enjoying my ITP with lots of freedom. drink at least 2 cups of coffee/tea/milo everyday with biscuits till i got so heaty. trying to quit eating biscuits but the drinks are essential. just brought my packet of green tea leaves there to force myself to drink it to digest the fats that i'd accumulated for the past 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all left, i'm alone in the marketing department in singapore. handled all kinds of things - so far did:&lt;br /&gt;+ calculating of corporate gifts in preparation to courier to europe and vietnam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ printing of resumes urgently since there'll be no one left in the marketing department after my departure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ "building" an internal library, basically for the use of marketing intelligence (most tedious work of all currently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ sent files and datas over to partner IBM and eileene (mentioned earlier, she's actually in malaysia, our marketing manager over there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ sent quotations back to design company for issuing of invoices and sent invoices to finance department to process for payment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ packed marketing materials for europe all by myself (including 80 annual reports, just imagine how heavy is everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ entering of databases into our CRM software&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ helped out in designing short survey and tabulating of results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ new assignment: basically doing internal research on "brand" with surveys and report to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool ITP right?! i'm so glad to be attached to this company at times, though it's rather messy for some parts. but i've been reminding myself of how lucky i am, compared to others. at least i've got few great returns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nice boss who's got such a tight schedule yet cares for me. since he's vice president of asia pacific sales in this global-wide company, he has to fly around for business. yet, he'll always take a morning walk around the office to have a small chat with every single staff, including me! whenever he checks on my log book, he'll add in more points and even taught me extra things that even i dont get to study in school. example: ACID test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nice colleagues who chat and smile to me and will always offer help whenever i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lots of freedom since boss is always not around. even if he's there, he dont dropby to check on me more than 3 times a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; got the whole department to my own: personal computer, desk, nice sceneries since it's at 28th floor of suntec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; get to do multi-tasking which i prefer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 2 pantries for me to make my coffee/tea/milo and have biscuits everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; exceed lunch hour but no one scolds me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; listen to discsman even if boss passes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; friends drop by often to accompany me since i'm in city area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i am fortunate. and i felt so loved and blessed with having so many nice friends around me. especially jas who dont mind making the turn and will always come down lunch with me before going baycourt, making me feel lonely no more during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my LO's a great person too! he even lame with me when he came to visit me during ITP. he's darn funny. even claimed that he'll talk to my boss if he gives me less than B grade. wahahahs. praying hard for an A!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah!!! holidays are ringing at my ears!!! here's my planned schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/04/2006 - JB shopping spree with jas again!&lt;br /&gt;may/june - KL trip with my girls&lt;br /&gt;may - tioman trip with jas (still planning)&lt;br /&gt;june - sunway lagoon trip with family (still pending)&lt;br /&gt;december till january - thailand trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yipee!!! i'm so so so happy that my year end holidays start from 17/12/2006 till 07/01/2007. that means i can spend more time in thailand. me and bank are really excited! hooray!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;by the way, the below photo is me with jas. she's the ultimate winner of this evening's awards ceremony. see~ we're so good that we'd scared ourselves! wahahas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/15.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/15.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/10258172-114416764490923375?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114416764490923375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114416764490923375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114416764490923375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114416764490923375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/04/5th-week-itp.html' title='5th week ITP'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114356718839405725</id><published>2006-03-29T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T01:33:08.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>office</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;received loads of complaints about me not updating my blog for like... 8 days?! (jas is getting old --- suffer from short-term memories opps!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta~ look at the picture below!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/office.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;this is what i've got with me everyday in my office lolx!! seen anything? let's start from the left in clockwise: the bottle of milkmaid! it sounds rather silly of bringing a bottle of milkmaid to office when there's 2 pantries with a fridge where there is coffee powder, sugar, teabags and tins of biscuits and even milk! but, if i have my own milk, i can add as much as i want, as and when i like it! wahahahas!!! next to it, i've got my astroboy cup with cover and my greeny spoon for a perfect coffee/tea every morning. then the big computer of my own hahas. wondering why would i buy biscuits when there're like 6 tins with 3 different flavours in the pantries? i also dont know why. hahahas. and not forgetting my bluey dicsman with my LOTR soundtrack beside it. this is how silly i am in the office, to have take such a photo and blog it. wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught "dorm" just now. dont have any strong feeling about it since i didnt set any expectation about it. felt rather guilty for leaving them behind, especially jialuan. hmm will make it up another day =) had a better look at the koh twins today. ahhh~ jacky looks more man now and jimmy's really cute. too bad too short. opps. just kidding hehs. it's really great to be passenger, isnt it, jas? *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;printing resume is really no joke. you gotta face all those stupid writeups of some siao kia and those weird faces that they sent. luckily there's quite a handful ones without photos and afew who are rather more acceptable looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh did i ever mention that i went JB with jas 2days ago?! it's really fun... why so? as jas (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babynaux.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;babynaux.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;) had posted in her blog as a rather "full" story, i just wanna add in some more heh hehs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1. all thanks to alan, we got back to holiday plaza (boring~). luckily we can still have our manicure+pedicure done there and even got great deal cause we signed up for the package, if not, he'll sure die in my hands wahahas! but, my skin on my little finger was cut out and it's still hurting now! aRgh! and can you imagine an ah beng shopping in place like holiday plaza? hmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2. jas tay took bus with me for more than an hour in total!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3. jas tay walked with me for more than 15 minutes, for the first time! wahahahas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4. we found dunkin' donuts which was so blardy famous in thailand and never fail to eat whenever i'm there! best of all, we discovered black canyon cafe too! my most favourite cafe and must-go cafe in thailand!!! having spent more than 6days and sometimes twice a day in my 9-days trip that time, hmm you can just imagine how nice it is! (singapore's outlet sucks to core)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5. malaysia's truly asia, no joke! and i think they're more like food heaven compared to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;6. malaysians provide much more better services than the arrogant ones here. awww~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;7. their contact lens and spectacles are selling so cheap that bank even reprimanded me for not buying for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;8. their books are just so cheap. gonna buy them next trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;9. the carnival besides jusco is really attractive, much more better than genting's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;10. last but not least, who says malaysia's unsafe/in a mess? pui~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was actually the one who got all head over the toes for JB shopping spree but seemed to be jas who's having this excitement right on. will definitely go back there since my pairs of groovy greeny contact lens are waiting for me! yipppppeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;p.s. dont waste too much time/efforts on whoever dont derserves these from you. hMph! &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/10258172-114356718839405725?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114356718839405725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*yawns* supposed to have attachment and loads of work are expected to be daunted on me yet i'm so free that i can even chat with friends in msn, surf nets, blog, etc. what to do, when your supervisor's MIA, another colleague quitted last friday, other colleagues under marketing department are all overseas and left you alone in the office with other departments and a busy boss? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;last week was so xiong la~! i worked 9 to 6pm from monday to friday, then travel down to rouge outdoor and continue working at 7 till 11pm. sometimes even 1130pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wednesday's supper with wei and van were really great. been decades ever since we last have supper. suddenly thought of the days when yong was with us. we'll go tcc drink coffee after work if we all do get to work together. then he'll complain that "it's getting late, i got attachment tomorrow" or "i dont wanna waste money on cab fee". so stingy when he's rich. hahas. but still, it's fun to drag him into our all-girls suppertime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thursday's supper was fun too. guess who i had it with. jas and dave! dave! yes it's dave! so funny right. he sat at the bar with jas and waited for me all the way from 830 to 1130pm, so sweet~ money came with alvis for dinner too. i tried my very best not to show attitude or what, but honestly, i still cant stand him. anyway, jas, dave and i were supposed to go visit ah ma first then for supper, but, jas drove straight to geylang instead. maybe dave's too cute and i'm too pretty that she cant resist paying attention to us. haiyoyo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;friday, once again, i missed my last bus and ended up taking cab home after supper, 3 days in a row. but that night's driver is darn attitude. spoke such fluent english yet so "attitudinal". i never dont talk to taxi driver yet i didnt speak more than 2 sentences to him throughout whole journey. you can imagine how bad it is. he even allowed the meter to continue operating and charge me at that price after i'd withdrawn money for him. 50cents extra also want. *puke* &lt;em&gt;si yao gui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;friday's st patrick's day aint really as fun as i'd expected. maybe i shouldnt have volunteered to work so i wont have to see bossy people around me that much. the only thing that i'm contented with was wearing green to work. wahahas. but the brainless management engaged with guiness nad brought those huge unwanted crowds blocking eveyone's ways without any impact on that night's sales at all. wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;come saturday, finally get to sleep more than my usual 4hours that i had for the past 5 days. went to visit ah ma finally before having dinner with jas, joanna and joyce at marina south without money who went japan for 7days (envy~). the way ah ma's lying there with all the tubes and equipment around her, reminded me of my dad. i can totally understand why jas cried initially. it's really saddening. praying hard for ah ma's well recovery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went blendinn with joyce after that with a bloated stomach. jacky's definitely more pleasant-looking this time round. saw jimmy too. they are really twins, for sure. but jimmy's more refined looking and jacky's more cheeky, perhaps due to his moustache ba. hahas. ate chin chow with joyce at rochor beancurd to kill time while waiting for jacky. i walked to farrer park to digest the junk in my stomach before taking train home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;slept at 3am and woke up at 230pm on sunday. spent whole day lying on my mum's bed and watched this korean drama series that she had. i told myself once not to watch drama series again but the temptation was so huge when you have nothing to do and when your mum keep recommending you shows after shows. aRgh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oooh i had this new interest: catch peach girl on channel U every saturday at 1230am till 2plus. it's not a fantastic show. in fact, it keeps dragging for few parts and initially was rather boring. but now, i found it more interesting for it broadcasts this evil girl who plotted against her own friend who treat her so well even she hurted her again and again, just because the guy that she likes is with that friend and even though the most popular model fell for her, she also dont give a darn and continue plotting against that friend. why? she's not satisfied to see others more fortunate than her. sounds familiar uh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thankfully, a whole bunch of things happened past few weeks which reminded me of my initial plans that i once had yet placed it at the back of my mind. i shouldnt be wasting any more time on meaningless thing and start planning for my future. obstacles are meant to be planted there for us to overcome. so, i've learnt to be brave and fearless of the future. off for new task assigned~! yippppeeeee~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114284454200648741?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114284454200648741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;miss my blog? wahahas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;shifted it to the land of bitches. but later on, i discovered that i dont belong to that land at all! the bitches there chased me out of the land and eventually, i'm back! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh my oh~! who would give any darn to those bitches stuffs or whatsoever. i cant nor do i want to stop whatever point of perception that you have towards my characters and my styles, etc. i dont care at all, cause only true friends know my true self and truly understand me. they would never backstab me, call me names (except for fun), plot against me, etc. they would not judge me by appearance. things that they dont get it, they would sort it out with me. when they say "i love you", they mean it totally. no fakies, no worries. muahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;many big thanks to those who had brightened up my life with their intentions of pulling me down. maybe they simply prefer my saddening face, or perhaps my funeral plan is too attractive that they wanna attend it asap. whatever. i did think of jumping down the building for my reputation and all were ruined. i dont care if i dont have the ettiquette as a lady, or if i's thrown my face in front of others by making a shame out of myself on stage or what. but i would rather die than letting my reputation or fame tarnished. darn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thank god that i still have true friends who will always stand by me, no matter what happen. life is definitely better with them around. a piece of advice to you: when your good parents educate you about life, please do believe them 90%. the other 10% is for you to explore it yourself. i used to oppose to what my mum said about being selective with befriending. i told her: "even if they're rotten, i can still befriend them. cause they're still human and they're not born like that." oh no-no for now. i aint that silly now. &lt;em&gt;mama i'd learnt my lesson~ &lt;/em&gt;for now, i'd only give it a darn to friends who are worthy of my time and efforts. my motto in life: love yourself before you could love others. so by doing that, i'll be more guarded with those fakies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;aiya lazy to blog le la. whatever. i'm still yayapapaya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114215064888953287?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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type='text'>happy birthday Siti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my dearest friend - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Siti aka madMaran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy international women's day to all women! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and... it's my day! muahahas cause i'm bitch, according to some people. lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114214895223317064?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' 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type='text'>guitar.</title><content type='html'>once again, i picked it up. played it with my long finger nails with 20% of remaining knowledge of the skill. depressed, yes i were. couldnt play for parts that i once so familiar with. stressed, yes i were, especially after the Financial Management exam paper (anything associated with accounting never fail to make my brain cells burnt). a huge pimple popped out at my jaws, indicating the level of stress that i had.&lt;br /&gt;after several thoughts, i decided to... be more serious in my guitar practice. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a beautiful day today. yet, mishaps fell. picture tells it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/01-03-06_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/01-03-06_0238.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to disappoint you guys. me and him aint together at all. this picture is dedicated to whoever thinks we're having an affair or whatsoever. nothing to be afraid nor guilty of, for there's nothing between except friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/01-03-06_0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/01-03-06_0237.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this picture the best out of 3 that we took. reason: we're all saying "cheese"! muahahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, wonderings are all i do. why cant i just lead life peacefully? what's wrong with going out having supper at the same place? nothing's wrong. what's wrong with befriending the staffs at that same old supper place of yours? nothing's wrong. what's wrong with getting closer with the one that you'd befriended with? nothing's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but why is it so wrongful if the person you befriended and got close with is attached? cant attached persons have freedom in making friends of their own choice? was it a mistake that i befriended with him? or the problem just lie in other people surrounding us? or man and woman are meant not to be that close unless they're in some sort of intimate relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe Mars and Venus just cant be that close together... haizzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant we just have nice suppers out together, making friends of our own choices and not interfere with too many other things that are none of our businesses?....&lt;br /&gt;why...?&lt;br /&gt;why......?&lt;br /&gt;why...........?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114116127634722490?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114084170443581733</id><published>2006-02-25T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T12:28:24.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dont slap me dont slap me!!! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jas wrote so big in her blog naming me as one of those people whom she wanna slap. hahahas. i'm real sorry about that. i didnt mean that de k. i didnt know they wanna watch final destination 3 till the day before i met them. moreover it's jac's birthday celebration, so i couldnt be possibly going "hey dont watch can? i wanna watch with my other friends." that's something that they've been waiting for after final destination 2 ma. and i really dont have the intention to watch initially since i didnt even watch the first 2. that's why i dont remember saying "ok let's watch together when it's out!" i always keep quiet when you guys talk about watching together. cause if i can dont watch, i wont. lolx. no la kidding kidding. actually i did set my mind on watching with you jas, really. i even asked him to join us. it really came as a surprise that my friends' catching it that day lo. i got "scolded" by him too. so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dont slap me dont slap me!!! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the funny thing is that, when you promised to watch a particular show with a friend, it'll turn out to be that either:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1) the friend watch with somebody else; or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2) the friend and you are the only person in the whole world have not seen the movie yet since you both reject the dates of others on that show and yet have the time to watch; or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3) you will be the first one to catch it with the friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it's very rare for me to watch movies cause...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1) friends have other movie khakis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2) friends have boyfriends/girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3) friends have no time for me that month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4) friends watch it before i say so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so... jas, feel blessed that you got "tricked" by me just this time round. lolx. dont kill me huh. hahas. next time we'll just say "let's go watch movie together" and not "let's go watch this together". it makes the difference by no compromise in watching which show together. stress-free~ lalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114084170443581733?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114084170443581733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114084170443581733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114084170443581733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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"sharks in condo", translation from chinese. someone complained that this condo, named Parc Palais, has got a total of 3 sharks in the condo's tanks, all were harmless but they appeared to be ill-treated by the contraint of the ability to swim freely due to the size of the tanks. 2 small ones are "black tip reef shark" and the bigger one which grew the fastest is "nurse shark". oh why am i talking about this out of sudden? cause... this is vicky's condo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth you were saying?! hahahas yes it's where she's living now k. i recognised it firstly of the pictures in the newspaper and also the experience of swimming at her house few weeks back. and i was horror-stricken that time. the other species are so ugly and the thought of swimming with sharks beside you... aRgh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/blueblack.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 78px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" height="96" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/blueblack.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;saw the picture above?! hahahas artistic?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i fell off my bicycle 2 nights before. was rushing to buy cake for jac and crashed into the bushes near my house on my way back home. seriously, this is the first time i got into such a bad fall from cycling (i'm a good rider k) that it made me kinda excited over my bruises. i've got total of 7 blueblacks, of them the above one is the most serious; 1 scratch burning under my arm; and more than 7 small cuts, all thanks to the sharp edges of the bushes. currently recovering though the first night was like hell. cant even lie on my stomach to study my BizLaw notes. joyce had even forced me to apply like half a bottle of that tea tree oil on my biggest blueblack. oh well, it does help abit here and there. thanks gal! and i'm perfectly fine, so feel guilty no more k, jac?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i'm still the pretty yayapapaya. lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114075864086475899?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114075864086475899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114075864086475899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114075864086475899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114075864086475899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/big-fall.html' title='big fall'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114028300875402910</id><published>2006-02-19T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:16:48.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;finally, my ITP allocation result's out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i got into...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SYSTEM ACCESS LIMITED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont know a single thing about this company but by the name you do sure know it's of something relating to what i'm most idiot to - computers/softwares. i'm dead for sure this time round. what sort of work will the company assign me to? will what i'll be learning of great use? will it be just a simple ITP thingy? oh man... i dont wanna suffer 6weeks for nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bad things of being assigned there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) it's at suntec city, thanks man. so near my house, hur?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) i got to report at 9am. which means i gotta wake up before 7am everyday to leave good impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) i'm part of the peak hour rush crowds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) i got to take NEL from Sengkang till Dhoby Ghaut, transfer to NSL to City Hall and walk that blardy distance through the citylink and all the way in to tower 3 and up till 28th floor before i can see the company's door. thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) if i wake up at 7am, i might be late. if i wake up before 7am, i got to fight for toilet with my younger brother. NOOOOO~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6) i will have to face suntec's food for the next 6weeks which the food there aint that fantastic for me to last that long la. and to walk to other place, i'll be killed by the scorching sun. aRgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7) it's only $450/month. wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8) since it's an office that i'm reporting to, does it mean i gotta wear formal everyday? no more hoho-yoyo for me?! NOOOOO~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9) more horror to come, i supposed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;good things of being assigned there: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) i assumed that it's a 9-to-5 cum 5days job. wahahas. weekends are free!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) can work at ROD as per normal and i'll be doubly rich after april. lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) get to shop during break. wahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) more convenient for me to meetup with friends after work. hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) can play arcade if i'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6) can go Kbox after work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7) sorta check the company out. quite well-known. so... hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8) get to experience the office crowds' life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9) suntec city = clean toilets. can shit in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10) got carrefour. hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11) aiya, can cut short le la! since the good ones overweighed the bad ones, why not? heh heh hehs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but, who on earth is Benedict Cho?! to think that he'll be my LO for ITP... dotsssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114028300875402910?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114028300875402910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114028300875402910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114028300875402910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114028300875402910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/itp.html' title='ITP'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114023055673606132</id><published>2006-02-18T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T10:42:36.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;last night's really great. the supper's finally completed with the original somes: jas + ash + daylia + vicky + me. dragged vicky along though she didnt wish to initially. the supper turned out to be perfectly nice though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;went geylang for beancurd and dim sum. yummy yummy. saw this same old gal who wore the same old clothes as the night before. disgusted at the thoughts that she actually had a deal with the guys 2 days ago and hooked on to another guy when she hasnt even changed her outfits. yucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;daylia's always full of ideas on night hang-outs. brought us to One Fullerton there (babyface) with the bunch of friends there (all ah bek la, and are short, funny ones). first time in my life went clubbing with what?! t-shirt + surf shorts. cool right. wth. quite fun over there though. saw quite a few interesting stuffs like ah beks and act chio gals dancing stupidly around the places, CID spot check and plastic breasts. hahahas. the vietnamese gals' breasts are so darn huge that they looked edible, yet full of poison. it's really fun there, cause of the people whom i went to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;since it's a last night out for me which i'd promised myself to, i allowed myself to stay out till whatever time i want. lolx. oooh we actually sat at the merlion there for sea breeze which was filled with sea water for the wind was blowing at our direction, for a chat before daylia's friends arrived. nice place to chat, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;supposed to have breakfast with jas "ah pa" and rest in chinatown (one of them had a crush on jas, the uncle killer *wahahas*). because of the great craving for Mc's breakfast and ash's uncomfortability, we headed straight to Mc. but... in the end we sent ash home, leaving me and jas heading towards boon keng's Mc to meet up with him which in turn made us go rounds for 3times before realising the Mc's just opposite us. got laughed at by him for being so stupid also la. kns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;great supper, great chats, great hangout and great breakfast. i really miss the days when we all worked together and had so much fun. here i am, without any sleep at all since 4pm yesterday, blogging. everyone seemed to know the result of their ITP, but why aint i?! am i not SP student anymore?! hahahas. maybe it's really tough to post someone who stays in sengkang for ITP ba. lolx. yawns... imagining me gotta set off from work after blogging (starts at 12pm) all the way till 11pm. perhaps i really become wonderwoman. hahahas. wish me luck. lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114023055673606132?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114023055673606132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114023055673606132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114023055673606132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114023055673606132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/great-night.html' title='great night'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-114006544624790045</id><published>2006-02-16T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T12:54:41.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rebark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;this week's supposed to be my study break but guess what?! been either suppering or sleeping! aRgh! i cant stand myself on that anymore! yesterday slept at 1030am and woke up by my mum around 0615pm. she reminded me thoroughly that exam's next week and i'm still lazing around. i woke up with blurred eyes and locked brain. cant think straight. but somehow or rather, somewhere in my brain kept telling me "please stop all your nonsense and get down to some serious revision before you regret!" and so, i had such a strong feeling suppressing on me that i dont wanna step out of my house with the adding stress of going out late and returning home everyday with mum fuming with anger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;in the end, boon's angry with me. very. i know. i'm really sorry about that. i'd promised to meet her for some important stuff that we cant do after last night. i made her wait for nothing outside and i dont know if she still do go despite being alone. i hope she did went, if not, she'll be feeling guilty like me. i'd made her misunderstood that i preferred other friends over her and everything. aRgh! maybe i'm just a lousy friend to everyone. will try to make things up for her though. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;jas blog making me depressed. it's kinda pathetic enough not to even have a single boyfriend yet at this kind of age. i didnt really think that i'm an expert in this field. i'm just confident in my analysis at times. i am. very. cause i'm yayapapaya. and my accurate prediction made me more yaya. and it's not that i dont have ex-boyfriend before at all. just that i'm trying not to admit as it's such a terrible experience that i dont wanna recall. i'd rather people think i'm not involved in any relationship at all than to remind me on that experience. so what if i do get into relationships before? it's the process and of how much i'd learnt from those that truly made me wiser and stronger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i know i do appear that i like mr bean's jason. maybe it's my that silly smiley face that caused all these. but i cant be liking javen and jason at the same time if i did respond the same for both mentioning of names right? i simply get shy when people teased me with another guy. try me on other guys next time then. if i like a guy, i'll definitely go for it after i confirm everything. i wont be sitting there stoning and keep thinking if that guy likes me not. i'd take action, so no worry k?! hehs. i cant deny that i did sort of flirt with him over the phone yesterday. (bank told me that it's every girls' rights to fllirt). i was just doing that for the first few minutes of the conversation and we simply talk about other things later on. believe it or not, that's the fact. i wont like jason la k. he's attached and he's not my kind though he's got a great style. he's just be good enough to be my friend. that's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;isnt it that friends should have more trust and faith with one another? haizzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-114006544624790045?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/114006544624790045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=114006544624790045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114006544624790045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/114006544624790045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/rebark.html' title='rebark'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113995252869811664</id><published>2006-02-15T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T05:28:48.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misses</title><content type='html'>1..&lt;br /&gt;2..&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 ahhhhhh...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aRgh! i'm missing the days when we were having so much fun when working together, especially when this song is playing at ROD la! but still, gotta accept the changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderous valentine's day with mama. treated her dinner at ROD and paid for her shopping. hmm such a nice daughter am i right lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been out supper regularly ever since i turned 19. the usual people aka jas and ash will always be there crapping and gossiping hahas. they've been mentioning about jason from mr bean in blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me clear the air...&lt;br /&gt;i dont like nor love him. i'm merely interested in him, but not in that kinda way of what you think. i'm interested in him for his style only. just felt that it's so fun to know people who are that kinda style de. that's all. full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, clear your mind k? hehs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113995252869811664?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113995252869811664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113995252869811664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113995252869811664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113995252869811664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/misses.html' title='misses'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113932148063751129</id><published>2006-02-07T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:11:20.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flare</title><content type='html'>my short-sightedness is more than 700degrees for each eye. i'm already think that i'm half-blind. but seems like someone's condition much more worse than me. i'd mentioned: "stop reading my blog if you arent treating me as friend" yet there's a "stranger" tagging in my blog. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no right to advise me on anything if you're just a STRANGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm not a petty person. i dont bear grudges too. i simply love to spit everything out and just sleep it off. i have my freedom of doing so, i BELIEVE. but sometimes humans just love making life tough for others. why should i be wasting my time sitting here typing all these nonsense?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insane..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113932148063751129?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113932148063751129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113932148063751129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113932148063751129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113932148063751129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/flare.html' title='flare'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113915600359270031</id><published>2006-02-05T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T05:17:03.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indifferent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all humans are non-identical alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;let me repeat once more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ALL HUMANS ARE NON-IDENTICALLY ALIKE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;please stop assuming that you do understand fully of how another person actually feels when you didnt even catch the main point. no one shares the same experiences in their whole lifetime too. they may, perhaps been faced with the same situations before, but that doesnt give a reason to you of feeling the same as that other person. humans are meant to be made differently. HE's not stupid alright. how would he wants to make 2 identical persons in this world? there wont be any chances left for those scientists to clone anything then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i share the same bra cup sizes as you doesnt mean my breast is as big as yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am able to fit in to your sneakers doesnt mean my legs are exactly the same as yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i share the same toilet bowl with you under one roof doesnt mean my butts' of same sizes as yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i like to sleep doesnt mean that i share the same common interest as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i enjoy skipping lessons like you doesnt mean i'm like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i laugh at the same joke with you doesnt mean i find that funny too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;there's so many things that i can type. are these examples enough to make you understand that humans are different? so, stop assuming that you know what i'm talking, how i feel at all times. i dont need a friend to assume i'm this and that. anything dont understand, come to me straight. if you think talking behind my back is more appropriate, go ahead. you should feel ashame of yourself for treating your own friends in such a way. you know who you are. uRgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113915600359270031?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113915600359270031/comments/default' 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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-10258172.post-113915078330137035</id><published>2006-02-05T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:50:41.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>manda's bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANDA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MS FLORENCE NG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113907628563869929</id><published>2006-02-05T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T02:04:45.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saddening life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;life's quite saddening when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you get all the blame and carry it for quite some time. people are selfish. when they dont wish to get into trouble, they'll push all the blame to someone. and that particular someone will always be either too innocent or too honest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;innocent = easy to bully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;honest = bland = easy to attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;better pray hard that you wont be sent to hell and get all the sufferings if you are those blame-pushers. amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;whenever i read jixuan's blog, i felt so... pleased and contented with life. her blog made me feel life's simpler than what i thought. i would laugh at her childlike entries. i would feel something for her creativity in blogging and the way she scolded herself for overspending (which always fail lolx!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;life is brilliant when you just have a handful of nice people around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;have a nice day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*muahahahas* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113907628563869929?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113907628563869929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113907628563869929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113907628563869929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113907628563869929'/><link rel='alternate' 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style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it's unpredictable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;all the bad things that you can name, are what's going on outside that metal gate of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i can tolerate no more of these... the disguise, the imaginery scenes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i can no longer see anything out there, be it the truth or hidden ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the sun and the moon are therefore brighter than before to cover that fake world that i'm living in and the horrible ugly pretendance people and things that i'm facing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i... can... no... longer... stand... it.... no more!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113895141365636149?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113895141365636149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113895141365636149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113895141365636149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113895141365636149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/dark-world.html' title='dark world'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113880529303918608</id><published>2006-02-01T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:48:13.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carwash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yes, i know the pictures are small in my blog. but the urge of sharing the photos with you guys made me irresistable. wahahhas. anyway, nice photos need not be posted that huge de. lolx. went car washing with jasmine at SPC on 2nd day of CNY. it's first experience for both of us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/jas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/jas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;omg! why are we this terrified?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;here's the answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/carwash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/carwash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the guy took a pipe which showered us with foams. we're washed! opps...! it's the car got washed. hehs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113880529303918608?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113880529303918608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113880529303918608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880529303918608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880529303918608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/carwash.html' title='carwash'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113880470448657106</id><published>2006-02-01T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:38:24.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st pedicure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/pedicure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/pedicure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first pedicure. heh heh heh. RM55 only! soooo cheap and great! decided to do it once a month =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/3somes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/3somes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 beauties' foots with nicely painted nails. coincidentally, we chose 3 different colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/we4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/we4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's that extra foot hanging there for? dont worry, it's the passer-by uncle who kept pestered us of taking with him at seafood cabana there. he even named his as "soiled foot". diangzzz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113880470448657106?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113880470448657106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113880470448657106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880470448657106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880470448657106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/1st-pedicure.html' title='1st pedicure'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113880424947779306</id><published>2006-02-01T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:30:49.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/flowers.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" height="130" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/flowers.0.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;from a group of nice friends of mine ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113880424947779306?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113880424947779306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113880424947779306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880424947779306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880424947779306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/3rd-flowers.html' title='3rd flowers'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113880330204788578</id><published>2006-02-01T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:26:24.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from dayana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/flower.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/flower.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;from dayana, took it before it withered... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113880330204788578?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113880330204788578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113880330204788578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880330204788578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880330204788578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/from-dayana.html' title='from dayana'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113880112547782427</id><published>2006-02-01T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T21:54:03.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>connected</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it's been decades ever since i last blogged la. with questionings of "why didnt you blog about your birthday present?" "why didnt you blog for so long?" blah blah blah... not that i dont want, just that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internet was cut off and i only knew what'd happened after 1 week's of internet-less. my mum blamed on me, thinking that i spent the $60 that she passed me to foot the bill. that flared me up, causing me to throw the receipt on her as a proof. why would i want to keep that $60 for when it aint enough for even 1 of my insurance premium? aRgh!!! next, she blamed on starhub for sending her irrelevant bill. i was on top of my anger to bother with her this time. 1 week later then i found out about the cutting off thingy was because of my mum being so sotong that she thought the bill was fast-forwarded (as in starhub wanted her to pay in advance). wth. just now, because of her sotong-ness, or perhaps it's her illness caused her to be so, she made me embarrassed yet again with the starhub operator. the service was connected back but i cant go online! so... after 10 minutes of trying-to-think-of-a-solution to satisfy customers' needs (bullshit), i found out that it's merely the wire not plunged into my computer. to think that my mum still has the cheeks to laugh out so loud when she's the one who asked my brother to pull it off 2 days ago. aRgh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me how's my cny and i'll tell you, i feel nothing. it's just like a normal day. alot people has grown up, more mature-thinking (as if) and more social life. so more people wont go house-visiting with their parents anymore or stay more than 2 hours in a house. most people go around with 2 mandarins just for the sake of ang baos (so fake la) and after 1st day, they'll disappear to nowhere. my cousins and i can even fall asleep in my ah ma's house la, for goodness' sake. caught a heavy flu on 3rd day of cny, had to stay at home. mum lost voice (more peace, yeah!) yet she went to her siblings' houses yesterday. we debated on the house-visiting cases since we're both sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i didnt go cause i was sick what. cant even walk normally, so why go there and suffer? moreover, i'm just a small fry in the family. nobody will notice.&lt;br /&gt;mum: you cant put it in such way one! it's muture respect and...&lt;br /&gt;me: (before she could finish) bullshit la. you think they care meh. they dont even give face la. look at kor's birthday celebration and you'll know le.&lt;br /&gt;mum: (gave me a quite-true face) that's why XXX didnt come our house this year. maybe she thinks that she didnt come that time so she dont dare to turn up during cny.&lt;br /&gt;me: haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum and aunties even had discussion about this particular cousin of mine who only visits ah ma's place (that's for sure for everyone) and my 2 aunts' houses who are the richest of all elders. they claimed that she loves only rich people. i... lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont give it a damn. neither do i want to care so much. i'd told mum that i'll start to invite people more than a month before my 21st birthday. if they dont turn up with excuses like "sorry, i've got a meetup with other friends" or "sorry, i got to work", forget about inviting me to your anything in the future k? i gave you reasonable notification and since i meant nothing to you even as relatives, just shooo off. your ang bao aint that big enough for me to be sad about. what kinda relatives i have. hMph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is so long ago thingy, but still, i gotta thank the followings for making my 19th birthday a better ones compared to the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i'd received...&lt;br /&gt;1) a gigantic green dreamcatcher that's hanging at my window currently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2) 1 beautifully wrapped rose.&lt;br /&gt;3) a da vinci code book which wrapped with cute guys' posters heh hehs. together with a movie postcard that stated "opens in 13january".&lt;br /&gt;4) a 50ml "envy me" perfume. (pauline and jean gave me a card on top of that, so sweet!)&lt;br /&gt;5) full set of LOTR storybooks. with the hobbit too lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6) a 100ml "glow" perfume. awwww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;7) a greeny shawl. wahahhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;8) a jacket and a pouch. both green. i felt so greeny now. hehs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;9) a bottle of "mirage" perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;10) another bouquet of flowers (which i'll post up the picture later). with "a walk to remeber" OST and LOTR OST. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;11) a treat of waterfall and long island tea (lucky the bar's closed).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;12) a mini musical box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;13) a nike greeny shoes bag with a pair of greeny earrings which i love lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; together with the above, there's blessings from beloving friends and family through SMS and calls and a surprisingly mail posted card right to my doorstep. and i'm so blessed with friends who actually had celebration and dinner with me, and even supper till the next morning. yaya's no longer lonely after 18 years old. thanks all. appreciating with my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113880112547782427?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113880112547782427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113880112547782427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880112547782427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113880112547782427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/02/connected.html' title='connected'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113745001557755237</id><published>2006-01-17T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T06:20:15.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;why are we having such a tradition carrying on after so many years when the number of people who care for it is getting lesser and lesser? why dont we just cancel it or make it more personal if you dont even give it a damn or show any sincerity to it? perhaps it'll be an easier case for everyone if things are arranged differently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;welcome, jasmine tay, to Rouge Outdoor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;life's filled with lotsa back-stabbers nowadays. thank god that he actually created such a personality in humans so that there'll be such a topic to gossip about in gatherings and some food for thoughts. hmm. it's fun. real interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;to me so-called friends. thanks for reminding me again that i'm dreaming. i cant imagine you standing there telling me things as such yet appear to me that you're not involved in it. i can picture the disgusting looks of yours. it made me wanna puke. i make sure that i'll puke on you and not anywhere else so that you can have a great smell of my waste. i'll fark in front of you when i like it and yawn at every sentences of yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sorry that my evil twin sister's out to create such chaos. opps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;happy birthday to ashley tan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it made me feel nothing of that single bit of thing that he did for me when i knew he did more for others. i seemed to be quite a fool. to think that i meant something to him. no jealousy, no heartbreaking. just some silliness in me. lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;been out till morning since friday the 13th. today's the worst. no more than 45minutes of sleep and still gotta school and work. what a life am i living. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113745001557755237?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113745001557755237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113745001557755237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113745001557755237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113745001557755237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/01/rage.html' title='rage'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113708357149371966</id><published>2006-01-13T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T00:32:51.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;happy birthday to Kelvin aka KNS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, myself, yaya!!! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiz, fish, dee and MANDA are soooooo sweet la k! they purposely sign in and out of msn just to show the "whole world" and me that they're wishing me "happy birthday"! (liwei did that too la lolx!) they got scolded by friends for being attention seekers for my sake and i'm truly deeply touched by their actions lo! really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i made a baby^face to myself, got Fizzy after seeing their wishings online and became blue bl00ded straight after that which caused me to speak in such a country slang that all my friends shouted [wei] to me!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahas!!! got a great start for this year. but never would i forget that it's falling on friday the 13th... lolx. anyway, wish me happy birthday 2X please! my lunar birthday falls on the same day too. so fun! hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great appreciation to those who remember my birthday, especially to joel and yimin who wished me before 13th jan. love you guys ^0^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113708357149371966?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113708357149371966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113708357149371966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113708357149371966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113708357149371966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113708153205528870</id><published>2006-01-12T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:58:52.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second birthday gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/1600/happyflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7642/784/320/happyflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;boon met me up while slacking during work (hahahas) and presented me with a small bouquet of flower. so sweet right. boon's truly indeed my long time secret dater cum movie partner. lolx. (that's the one shown above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy birthday to angie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ashley + vanessa said must love your enemy, so here i am wishing her. no la no la lolx. she's not my enemy. hahahas. yaya = papaya, so no enemy de. only get abit papaya at times. wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;soon, jasmine will be joining me at my workplace. hooray!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113708153205528870?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113708153205528870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113708153205528870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113708153205528870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113708153205528870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/01/second-birthday-gift.html' title='second birthday gift'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113700043031166940</id><published>2006-01-12T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T01:27:10.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;surprise! everyone turned up for my steamboat dinner just now! and manda's not the last one to arrive!!! lolx. in fact, everyone was late la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sequence of arrival:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1st - weeliang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2nd - joel (perhaps guys need lesser time to dress up, so...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3rd - manda (surprise!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;4th - money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5th - jasmine + yayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;6th - joyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my mum was the master chef cum vitamin-c-ist (cause she kept nagging about food that lack of vitamin c) cum appearance guest cum aunty. joel was really hilarious when he's facing mothers. it's just like ah beng acting non-beng mix with ang mo trying hard to speak mandarin to aunty. i cant stop laughing. paiseh to make bros to leave house late for their next meetings. it's their early departure filfulled queenz gang 1st meetup of this year. lolx. the dinner was incredibly great when there's mixture of laughter, suan-ing and lame-ing. wahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;guess what they gave me? a gigantic greeny dreamcatcher that its beauty outbeat those whatever ones i'd seen before. it's a series of 5 catchers together. awwwesome!!! manda bought me famous amos cookies too. thanks for contributing to my tastebuds! just nice when i stopped taking medicine. lalala. and the reason of jasmine's late arrival made me laugh my pants off. it's solely because she needs to buy stuffs like corns, golden stalk mushrooms, tofu, etc. she claimed that she's fussy and eats cheap food lolx. and big thank to money who went everywhere to look for the dreamcatcher *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;siti's real silly yet nice. she told her mum about my upcoming birthday. and since me and pauline got her something for her birthday 2 months back, she insisted that siti must get me something. and so she's troubled of what to get for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;siti: "shiya, i'm at borders now. tell me please, any CD that you want?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;me: "aiyo dont need la~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;siti: "please, tell me...! there must be something that you want."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;me: "i just bought all the CDs that i wanted..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after few seconds of debating, i gave up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;me: "alright. since you're at borders, get me book then..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;in the end, she got me dan brown's da vin ci code. diaozzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i felt so loved... lolx. thanks all! ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113700043031166940?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113700043031166940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113700043031166940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113700043031166940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113700043031166940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-day.html' title='happy day'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113691540250485032</id><published>2006-01-11T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T01:50:02.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jie&amp;wen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST JIE AND WEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAYA LOVES YOU BOTH!!! *MUACKZ*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113691540250485032?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113691540250485032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113691540250485032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113691540250485032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113691540250485032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/01/jiewen.html' title='jie&amp;wen'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113691528428893844</id><published>2006-01-11T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T01:48:04.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"live"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thought of coming online just to check out mr chew's mail but... what pauline told me through the phone was indeed exciting! (read my tagboard)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;there's someone whom-cant-be-named (sounds like harry potter lolx) tagging in my dead blog. it's so-called dead cause the tagboard is never so active before and i thought not many people read my entries which were posted so irregularly. seriously, a great thank you to whoever contributed to my tagboard lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;since my computer's mad and i cant reply you sincere friends out there, here's my reply...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to kat: thanks for tagging so much, even though the last one caused you to have more wrinkles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to wei: couldnt tag la!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to money: yar there's 2 meiyans in my life lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to anonymous: havent you heard before "dreams come true"? maybe you dont have any sincere friends to tell you "wish your dreams come true". arent you gotta envy me for that? oooh~ and sad to say that your parents didnt give you any name at all. amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to From your friends: 1stly, i must really bow my head off to you for i didnt know that i have such a group of incredible friends who can squeeze their bodies and brains together to type one same message. maybe you aint humans at all and got no body/brain? ooo welcome to my blog then, spirit! =) 2ndly, you really make me feel so good, you know?! i used to think that i'm real that bad in english. but i've got second thought after reading your postings. it made me realised that jonathan was right about my improvement and there's really more people out there whose english is much more worse than mine. much more worse, yes. lolx. 3rdly, are you sure you're my friends? was it a self-proclaimed one, hur? if you're my friends, you should know that i do love dreaming and i dream alot. sorry forgot that you've got no brain... opps! 4thly, "mother" without "s" is "her", not "they". and i only got one mother. aiya, forgot that your grammar sucks. my fault, cause i'm a sucker right. lolx. 5thly, you're darn smart la! i suck alot recently. sucking straws, milk, bottles, etc... 6thly, you meant there'll be peace with me around, especially when i'm a sucker?! really?! i'm such a saint... owww~!!! 7thly, i dont use what test kit de la! and i dont fuck alright. i have sex. aaahhhh. i'm not that poor k. i will go see doctor, dont worry! will post my pregnancy photos for you to view k? ;) 8thly, my mum is definitely happy with me as her daughter, especially when she knows your existence wahahahas!!! 9thly, last night i had this dream about this group of people named "From your friends" who gave me Lexus RX300 as my birthday gift you know. so does it mean that if i do receive anything from my wishlist which was supposed to be what i dreamt, you'll grant me a RX300 too? oooh thanks in advance then! cause someone's getting me shawl, LOTR stuffs, etc. *muacks* 10thly, to hell you go! opps my fault again! you're already in hell, that explains your actions. muahahahas~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*whew* i felt so alive now! all thanks to my fellow friends who tagged so much. because of them, i'm able to find topics to type so much! yipppeeee~!!! perhaps, my friends love me so much that they cant not let me know their true thinkings/feelings. thanks for loving me so much, really. or it might be just because my friends' jealousy level is as high as mine and wanna inform me of that using this way after reading my wishlist and knowing that it'll come true, or it might just be a prank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ar~?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;that's what i learnt from mr jamel ho. lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113691528428893844?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113691528428893844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113691528428893844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113691528428893844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113691528428893844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/01/live.html' title='&quot;live&quot;'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113674462134740908</id><published>2006-01-09T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T02:23:41.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hate making decisions... i grew to hate making decisions more and more... take the following for example: went on secret date with boon again last friday. turned to coffee club for supper after watching elizabeth town. took donkey years to decide on what we wanna eat. nearly went bonker. luckily i didnt though. funny thing happened there was, when we found a strand of hair in that plate of pasta that we're sharing, we made such a stupid yet loud comment on it (it's our usual silly action) that we took it for fun which the passed-by supervisor perceived it as a complaint. and there she goes with a 10% for our total bill. alright this aint funny. but the point is, i think that strand of hair is mine! lolx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now i understand fully why words like "i dont wish to force anyone to come if they cant make it. it's fine with me whether they can come not" blah blah blah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for one thing - it's tough to please everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for another thing - why should i force myself to please everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hate it when there's no reply. you made me have such a huge growth in this hatred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;followings are the dates that i dated some friends of mine. if you're invited, please show up. if you cant make it on that day, please let me know too. dont keep me hanging, please. and i'd sms you people. if you didnt receive the sms, here's my apology. if not, reply me!!! (opps too aggresive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wednesday, 11 jan: QUEENz gang, bros of QUEENz gang aka weeliang and joel, and yayin. (all replied me, except for one dao kia. anyway, i'm prepared for that dao kia's excuses of not being able to make it, so i told my mum there'll only be 6 friends coming.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;friday, 13 jan: people from peranakan place at dhoby ghaut's fish&amp;co at 7:30pm. will be at peranakan place at 11:30pm till late for drinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;saturday, 14 jan: andy tong, andy tan, jac, jixuan, jasmine, jialuan, tony, brandon, peirong and wen. (till date, only afew replied. come, i'll be happy. not coming, i understand cause it's a saturday.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wanted to have a short meetout with boon, shannon, yao, lene and ade. but either they're sooooooo busy or handphones too high-tech(not like mine, still GD88) that they cant receive my sms or only 1 can make it, i dropped the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;still waiting for other friends to date me. maybe they think i should be the one dating them. but no. i wont date anyone for my birthday because i myself am already disgusted by my own's birthday every year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont think this year's birthday will be different from the past ones. i'll try to kick this thinking away and look on the brighter side... hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113674462134740908?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113674462134740908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113674462134740908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113674462134740908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113674462134740908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2006/01/decisions.html' title='decisions...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113596713648534039</id><published>2005-12-31T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T02:25:36.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puzzle bobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;late in the night... i'm playing this retarded game - puzzle bubble. i got so worked up when i found out that so i wasnt required to design a questionnaire for MR which i thought so intially, all thanks to his misleading messages left behind in the BB. and so, we just need to summarise the idiotic discussion forum. aRgh!!! lucky my friend's here with me now... if not, i might do something silly. lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;think i saw mr chew just now, with his wife. like i said, opposite does attract! he's so blardy tall (about 1.85m) and his wife is so tiny (about 1.55m). life is as such. lolx. i should've just tap on his shoulder and say hi but there was so crowded that i could do nothing but walk straight. i really want to ask him a question "how am i going to complete his assignment when i see no moon at all every night?" i'm driven mad by SP's e-learning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;perhaps i'm greedy. perhaps i'm just an idiot. when i'm surrounded with abundance of friends, i do not what is cherishing. when i start to regain it back, i started to be greedy than ever. i'm not lack of friends. but i cant live more than normal without him. he's not my most beloved one, he aint the guy of my life. still, the power of strength that he can give me is incredible invisibly huge. i didnt realise that gigantic impact on me only when we hadnt meet for more than a year, for the first time round. i love you guys out there too, but you got to have some faith in my own belief - everyone appears in your life serves as different roles and characters for you. and he's definitely the one who can make me remember the original me. thus... he's my one and only buddy in the world. lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yeah yeah i need to blog more on that puzzle bubble thingy. i think i played it so well that boon kept laughing behind my back and vomitting all over the floor. the dino is so retarded that it kept scolding me vulgarities when i played too slow. boon said it's trying to hurry me. but i really interpret it as vulgarities lo. and we both agreed that my future boyfriend will definitely be entertained by my playing of puzzle bubble online. lame. oh yes, we're having secret dating yet again =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113596713648534039?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113596713648534039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113596713648534039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113596713648534039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113596713648534039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/12/puzzle-bobble.html' title='puzzle bobble'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113588656918081049</id><published>2005-12-30T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T04:02:49.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smoke...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm sick and tired of persuading friends around me to quit smoking. yes i get great fuss over with smokers. i dont give a damn to what sort of reasons that they actually give to themselves for picking this lousy habit up. why would you want to waste so much money and time on something that will only harm your health? shoik? relieve stress? looks cool? too addicted to quit? blah blah blah... stop giving yourself excuses and just quit alright. i'm sorry to kick such a big fat fuss over this issue but i do have my own reasons for such which you wont really understand. okie fine i'm taking easy, at least i'll try to k. perhaps if you do smoke, just do it in front of me and not by telling me. i can handle better in seeing than listening for this issue. gosh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nono, my day aint spoilt just like that. i'm still happy. mama's complaining about my working schedule again. hahahas. she's definitely surprised that no one in the house is excited of doing shoppings for chinese new year. it's just that the mood aint here yet la k. lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we had a nice chat just now. laughed like a moron. luckily the manjong sound of my brother and friends covered that up. maybe... maybe next year's birthday will be a nice one. i dare not carry much hope on that, especially when it's friday the 13... dont tell me you'll try to be there. i need you to be there with me. i'm not depending on you. but i just need you, as my strength recharger for life. hear me not? I NEED YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113588656918081049?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113588656918081049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113588656918081049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113588656918081049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113588656918081049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/12/smoke.html' title='smoke...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113579264209376324</id><published>2005-12-29T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T01:57:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiest day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;28th december marked my happiest day of the month. i'm so happy that no matter what happens, i wont blow my top up or get upset over it. i'm just so happy. why so? dont tell you -blahz-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i think... i think... i think... i'm... in love... NO!!! lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;he's nearing to my desired guy. it's not that i'm thinking negatively, but i really dont think he'll like me type. to me, he should be rather catchy. but... he's single. hmm maybe he's lying or he prefers to be single. he's defintely not gay. i swore that off with evidences. lolx. i'm... so... in... love... with... him... *just kidding*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;thought i've got lotsa to blog about?! darm... he's occupied too much of my mind! aRgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113579264209376324?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113579264209376324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113579264209376324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113579264209376324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113579264209376324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/12/happiest-day.html' title='happiest day'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113571125042469956</id><published>2005-12-28T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T03:20:50.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late in the night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my brother's celebrating his 21st birthday on 14th january! man~! knew this would happen... his is like on 18th, wednesday, when he'll be in the camp. so the nearest saturday which he'll be free is 14th, just a day before my birthday. and so what's now!? no celebration/meetups for me on that day for his sake. but never mind... since he's my brother lolx. got him a swatch watch already. but somehow or rather, i dont think it's enough. hahahas. i'm not rich. but i just want his 21st to be a cool nice one. such a sweet sister am i. awww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;just had a fiery msn chat with wei and him. not that i quarrelled with them k. the fiery here means... hot chat la. had so much fun chatting with both of them in different conversation boxes. i chatted with her of those silly things including my US$ displayed picture which was meant to remind da zhu that he's still owing me those sum of shopping trip money. lolx. and her first sentence of tonight's blog entry really make me laugh till my heart nearly drop out. opps. chatting with him is even more... awesome!!! previous record of our chats: twice;both of which he replied darn slow (and the most 3 sentences, our conversation ended) cause he's always busy with something else without stating clear that he's busy. so tonight, i plucked up my courage and nudged him. then... we were chatting like some good friends chat la! he made me laughed till i rolled on the floor la!!! seriously! he's really cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;today's such a funny day. before i work, it was busy like hell. when i reported to work, everything's cleared. before i leave for break, the crowd's back again. when i'm back from break, the night's so relaxing. and virene, seriously i think i must be too attractive for this beautiful night. *shy* those ang moh peks all gave me so much tips la. and even winked at me. oooooh~ lolx. dont vomit you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;woooah really had fun on christmas eve man. met up with so many ex-classmates. felt so great. though there were some parts that i got sianz of, seriously love the night. especially when the snow spray made me went mad. lolx. by the way, thanks to ha-el-fish-man for the presents. you'll be rewarded for this kind act by next week when school reopens k? promise ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;finally verified my FM mark. cant believe that i got 76 la. but manda's even more credible k. top in class - 90! hoooray!!! she's back to her "topper" position le! yipppppeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i've been looking forward to next year for this year's really bad. but now... not anymore when i got this bad feeling that it'll be worse for me. aRgh!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113571125042469956?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113571125042469956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113571125042469956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113571125042469956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113571125042469956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/12/late-in-night.html' title='late in the night...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113527681702324700</id><published>2005-12-23T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T02:40:17.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meaningless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;what's a blog for when you cant blog whatever you want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm sick of asking myself such question. so what if i get to blog anything that i want? so what if i dont? makes no difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm getting sick of my life. everything of my life. i'm starting to fall in love in sleeping. 'cause that's the only time when i can escape from everything of reality and weave the kinda life i want to lead. i'm contented, for once. it's unreal, i know. but it gives me the wonder of feeling. call me mad, call me depress. i care for nuts. i'm beginning to enjoy my sensitive tear glands. initially thought that i might be suffering from depression when my tears flow easily, no matter what. as for now, who cares? at least i'll get to die in peace in that manner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i cant stop laughing at silly things. silly=funny. that's the reason why i cant stop laughing at myself and my life. &lt;em&gt;are you serious that this is the kinda life that i should be leading? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;alicia is funny. i know her barely for 1minute and she's talking to me like we'd known for weeks. even offered me sweets. her way of talking is so funny (but not silly 'cause silly not equal to funny). she rocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tricia's brightened up my day. she's really cute when she's extremely hungry. she's ever cuter after she's being fed. nono, dont think so far. she's a human. a nice lady. and yes, at least she made me think that i hadnt waste another day of mine just by sleeping and working. she rocks too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;working with the old staffs like siva and mariani is definitely like heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;teddy bear has became more handsome now. he's transformed, from a beng to a bear and now, a young handsome lad. so happy for him. can attract more girls more wo. and no, not gays! dont be like somebody else who attracted so many gays recently. *puke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pauline's been asking for my birthday wishes nowadays. guess what?! i'm exposing now. here. right here. i... want... the contact of the best chinese restaurant that serves best dim sum and the contact of company that provides conveyor belt like those japanese restaurant. let me know instantly of any news of these k. thanks lots ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113527681702324700?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113527681702324700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113527681702324700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113527681702324700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113527681702324700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/12/meaningless.html' title='meaningless'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113505825046686149</id><published>2005-12-20T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T13:57:30.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dad's death anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;surprise! i'm at home at this time. today, no work, no project meeting, no lesson. it's dad's death anniversary. was asked to stay at home for this purpose but woke up not to find my elder brother. naughty naughty. mum asked me to throw that half-cresent thingy to find out if dad's back for food that we offered. dont know if it works not. she tried thrice but to no avail. when i tried once, it succeed. maybe i'm prettier and sexier, that's why. lolx. simply because i'm lucky la k. so many people in my house now (my logic: more than 2 is alot, cause must use plural form to describe). my 2nd aunt brought her grand-daughter to my house and she's merely 1year old. so cute k. but her characters are very funny, at least to me. she'll reject to everything that you offer her, even sweets or going shopping, unlike other kids. but she'll cling on to the things that she wants. crys loud if you dare to take away. easily tricked by my house's fish tank too. lolx. carried her to view the fish to distract her from disturbing the adults' lunching session (gossiping seesion in fact). my hands blardy tired la. gotta carry her for so long. though i've been wanting to carry her but not in this manner ba. anyway, she's just that cute. like the young me. wahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tried to do e-learning stuff. but the system was so darn slow that the school is real stupid to have squeezed so many assignments to us which will be due in 1week. that's why i say mr jimmy chew is the best. cause his assignment given is going to be due in 4weeks' time instead. hahahas. meeting boon later for movie. think we're really like couple sia. everytime just 2 of us meeting without the rest. scary. hahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sunday was a tiring day la. worked whole day. but it's really fun, especially when thiru's there. he's freakingly funny la. he had a nice haircut (like me lolx but mine is like mushroom head) which made him looked so handsome. kept disturbing him and called him "darling". dont know why i'm always so high when on duty. maybe i'm basically mad. ate kat's cheesecake again. seemed like the first trial was better. told her the reason could be due to the fact that there was jinyong there eating with me that time. then she goes "orrrrrr...." silly gal, think so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nowadays i messed reality and dreams up easily. whenever i wake up, the first thing on my mind is "did i dream last night?" it's kinda silly to think of such thing. perhaps so, my dreams seem to be reality, and vice versa. aRgh...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;been hearing things nowadays. seeing things too. hearing - thought i heard people calling me from the back or my friends talking to me when they arent. seeing - not sure if it's my tiring eyes playing tricks on me. been seeing shadows around me once in awhile. the most obvious time was when i went to last saturday's gig. the guy looked so real. oooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;can you hear the song that my blog's playing? hmm old song. classics k. it held lotsa memories. my own memories of him which he himself dont even know(he's too stupid to know lolx). the songs that i spinned again and again during those days still ring in my mind. i cant imagine the situation that she's in now. i understand, but wouldnt be fully, for the relationship involved only them. thought could cheer her up using my only free day of the week but failed(luckily not totally). it's really fate that they had to bumped into each other within 3days of breakup. haizzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i have a feeling that my blog aint that safe to type everything that i want so now. why why why. why cant i lead the life that i want. why do people want to destruct my way of living? i'm just yaya, sometimes papaya. so could you please spare me from all your nonsenses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sometimes you demanded me to be as such. but when i acted as so, you rebarked me with so much unhappy things. just tell me what you want from me. cant i just be the same old me? i dont care anymore. i'll just be it. hMph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113505825046686149?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113505825046686149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113505825046686149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113505825046686149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113505825046686149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/12/dads-death-anniversary.html' title='dad&apos;s death anniversary'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113430947039589975</id><published>2005-12-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:57:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yahoooooooooo~!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yipppeeeeee~!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;lastly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;thankfully...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'm no longer a just-passed lady for modules!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;just made a second attempt for my astronavigation module's test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;first attempt: 10/20 (darn!!! stucked at the borderline)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;second attempt: 18/20 (hooooray!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i bet you must be proud of me right? all thanks to wenqi. she got 18 on her first attempt la. smart gal. she even taught me a few questions when we did revision last week. love her. love mr jimmy chew. love you guys too. muackz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113430768864687675</id><published>2005-12-11T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:28:08.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;it's sunday! hooray! sunday's become my eating-marathon day! yeah man! bet no one will be as crazy as me. here's my schedule every sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1) wake up at 10:30am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2) catch the kiddy show on channel 8 and make myself think that i'm still a kid, with my breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;3) have my lunch at 11am together with the what-so-ever show on channel 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;4) lunch's non-stop till either i visit the toilet/sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;5) latest by 1pm, i'll definitely fall asleep. even not, i'll convince myself that i need that nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;6) wake up and bath so need not bath at night. hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;7) search for food again. normally mum overcooks on sunday. part of the reason is my NS brother's back with us. another half is.... maybe she needs that to cover up on the monday-saturday non-cooking days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;8) still eating non-stop with tv on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;9) by 6:30pm, i'll ask mama if dinner's ready although my stomach's filled with trash already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;10) might visit toilet again if my digestive system is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;11) have dinner with tv on, yet again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;12) eat, eat and eat non-stop. i just love that. wahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;13) it's number 13 already! unlucky yet nice number. so i'm just gonna stop eating and just go brush my teeth to remind myself that the eating-marathon has ended. cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;that's how i spent my sundays for the past few weeks, with no homework done or any studies going on. maybe that's also the reason why i'm stucked with 49 marks for tests. NOOOOOOO!!! told siti that i'll visit temple, mosque, church and synagogue if i get another 49 in the future, to pray that i will at least get 50 for future tests. lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;saturday's always excited. gotta apologise to those who dont know kachu's back. it aint really my fault, at least i think it that way =p me too knew about his arrival on wednesday when he's already arrived on dont know monday/tuesday. about the thursday meetup, it's just so nice that my heart says "go for awhile" and therefore i'm there. before we parted, we really felt that it's such a pity that we only get to meet each other for less than an hour. that's why i tried to squeeze my time out for him on saturday morning before i go work. that's really fun. there were me, kachu, yoshia, boon and rebecca. rather shocked that rebecca's there since she's always busy. glad that she's there too. did a bit of catching up with her too. nice chat. we tried taking photo at tcc. but the lightnings sucks. i must really comment on that yoshia. not that i'm fond of him. just that he's really funny. whenever he catches no ball/dont know what to continue, he'll just go "do you want some cookies?". so we were like saying he does need lotsa cookies the next time he meets us. as usual, his laughter is contagious. whenever he laughes, boon will follow and i'll be the next one. he's really bad la. to think that i'm such a cheapo that he kept offering me things like "50% off for lunch at XXX restaurant" and "free membership for tcc". thanks huh, yoshia. enjoyed lots seriously. kachu's different now. more gentlemenly (unlike that jinyong, still owe me kite-flying session. luckily kachu and yoshia agreed to my invitation of kite-flying session next year. will definitely ask him along! hMph!) i want 1 tin of lou po bing!!! hahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;p.s. the lou po bing that kachu bought is darn nice. soft and tender. woooooow!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;went single-dating with boon after my work. finally we got to watch harry potter. without yao around, since it's her 21st birthday and she's occupied by mum and boyfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO YOU, YAO!!!! ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;harry potter aint really nice la. on the whole, it seemed like i'm watching a comedy/kid show. yes i'm still a kid. they made it specially for me. hahahas. neh, the cho ching was indeed an extra in the show ma. what for they wasted so much time/effort in searching for this character when she only appears in less than 5 scenes? and when she and harry stands together, it's as if like i'm with my younger ang mo brother (imagined). it's funny, yes, but definitely not the type of harry potter film that i wanna watch. and it's S$9.50 la. blardy ex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;heyheyhey. so sorry for being so violent on previous post. i didnt really mean that. sometimes just typing rubbish, especially when the fonts are in red. hahahas. anyway, i'm definitely not being emo. even if i do, i'm not emo person in reality. if i were to be, then maybe i'm mad or i'd changed. simply as such. yeaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tsk tsk. thanks for all your concerns on friday. i'm perfectly fine with not being able to catch movie with you guys. i didnt get emo or what. maybe my tone had misled you guys. but it's just that i was so sleepy that i wanna go home sleep, although knowing that i cant since i need to do the discussion with my band group. and i get easily irritated/hot-tempered when i'm sleepy/sick. that explained my harsh tone. sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;awww~!!! gotta off to find food again. wahahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;p.s. sorry friends! not gotta bake cheesecake le. cause pay's not here. poor yaya. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113430768864687675?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113430768864687675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113430768864687675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113430768864687675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113430768864687675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/12/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113405626838947907</id><published>2005-12-08T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T23:37:48.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>explosion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm in the state of explosion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;especially when the computer's giving me so much trouble when i'm in such a foul mood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you want me stop working so much and come back home for dinner more often. you reprimanded me when i work too much, keep reminding me things like "you spend as much as you earn, so what for work so hard?" "do you really love money that much?"... you complained that outside food aint that healthy and want me to be home for your cooking. but what did i get in exchange now? back home just to hear your complaints of him? or the quarrels that happen every night? or listen to how you complain to others about him? or listen to your sobbings and grumblings of how hard your life is to have such a child? or make myself as a substitute of him when he should be the one who gets all the scoldings? i'm back home for dinner, yes. but why are they always packed food most of the time? coincidentally or destined? have you ever wonder why do i need so much money for? why do you have to always think that i've got too much money which i can save alot on? i admit that i do spend alot, but i spend what i earn and not like other kids out there, for all they know is to take money from you for even simple things like having dinner outside. you taught me to spend my own money if i were to have extra activities like out with friends. but why wont you understand? you should feel glad that you've got such a daughter who never take extra money from you other than the allowance which you should give the least. she didnt even take money from you to buy school  stuff or even when she's left with not a single cents. she even bought you things with her very own pay. just be contented alright. dont be so old-fashioned thinking and keep on thinking that sons are still the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what kinda company policy is this? have the part-timers to work for at least 3 to 4 days per week, want them to put their work in priority before everything else, pretending that you cares for their studies when you still force them to work when they cant, force them to work on the days when they cant and make it their responsibilities to find replacements when they cant work? nonsense. bullshit. it's all your excuses to make your life easier. you want easy life, we too want fair treatment and our own deserved rights. i'll lend you my HRM (Human Resource Management) notes, or even loan Ms Christine Ying to you if you really need it, which i think you seriously need it. darn you, sucky management!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why are you telling students to be more flexible and dont do too much memorising work when you wont even be more open-minded to our answers? fancy being lecturers of marketing section, you cant even catch up with the changing world and all. maybe that explains why you're a lecturer. perhaps i'll be lecturer in the future too so i can make my next generations suffer like us all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what is it when i try my very best to attend every single lessons and be more attentive and yet got a passing grade only for my test? is this gonna my real retribution? retribution of taking things all so granted in the past? why is it that people get higher marks when their attendances are one of those poorest? why so? maybe i should just try skipping lessons for 2 whole weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we exchanged eye contacts. i bet you saw me too. if you want revenge and think that by making me look like an idiot whenever i "beg" your acknowledgement, i can tell you that you'd succeed. congrats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe... maybe... maybe i should just have panadol overdose like jasmine. or maybe i should try manda's way of committing suicide. or maybe i should just try bungee jumping with no protection. maybe i should smoke till i die like them. maybe i should just eat till i die. no matter what, i think i should start writing letters now to all my friends. then send them all out at the same day. so by the time when they receive, i'll be gone forever. *clapclap* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hear no evil to all scoldings or counsellings or comforting or sarcastism. and better dont tell me things like "this is common la! i experienced it before too" get lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eugene wong... never think that today's the first time i met you after graduation and it's also the last day of your freedom! enjoy life in NS la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kachu... it's real nice to be able to meet you again! your arrival's so sudden that i cant twist my schedule round to accompany you more. anyway, all the best to you on your further studying... and your that japanese friend's real funny when he laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dikai... i'm so so glad to see you!!! so glad that you didnt change much too. and please get out of your "third world" that's without HP and get yourself one!!! lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so many things to do, yet so little time for them. fark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113405626838947907?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113405626838947907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113405626838947907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113405626838947907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113405626838947907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/12/explosion.html' title='explosion'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113346043214222589</id><published>2005-12-02T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T02:07:12.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;finally met ms lee! but she gave me this colourful string which i got totally no idea what to use it for. she's really unique in her taste. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a short gathering with andy tong, jac, jixuan and jialuan yesterday. saw jiahui and ashley-lookalike(MJ's) at our eating place. i thought that she's rather evil that she didnt even say hi or what when she left the place as we were sitting near the exit la. alright we were bad too for not initiating the greeting. but who cares anyway. hahahas. i think jixuan and jialuan are funny. for jixuan, she's got so darn excited about sitting at TCC to chat about jac's love life and andy's. her actions are making me laugh la. jialuan's like manda's duplication, made me so frightened lolx. she's as slow as manda and blur too. maybe she's combination of manda and jeannine = slow + blur. but she's cute la when she's like that. anyone marries her will be so lucky man. this reminded me of jixuan's reaction when we were talking about tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jixuan: "huh you like tony ar?"&lt;br /&gt;jac: "no, i was saying tony likes her..."&lt;br /&gt;jialuan: "dont listen to her anyhow say la"&lt;br /&gt;jixuan: "oh no! dont!... "&lt;br /&gt;thereafter, came all sorts of aggresive oppositions of jixuan's towards tony. we nearly laughed till no eyes la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kor, actually i knew you got smoke like the past through adeline quite long ago. i was rather sad and disappointed la. cause i thought i'd spent enough efforts of making you smoke lesser or even quit it. but after hearing what you said last night about her, i felt depressed for you la. can understand le la. but dont be sad k. if it's yours, it's yours. fate exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*uRgh!!! my brother's hamsters siao le!!! running the treadmill nonstop for the past few minutes!! i'm going mad!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh bon voyage to jixuan! off to vietnam. suddenly she became so rich. awww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school life's getting more and more interesting. watched the bands talentime yesterday. so high la. some played quite nice. i like that particular band which the vocalist is darn entertaining la. fiz's sentence of "he's got girlfriend" made my heart dropped. no la hahas. aint interested for those kinda relationship thingy. just find him quite funny. seemed like after watching that talentime, i got so much luck of seeing cute guys la. saw 2 didi s today. my didi s are cute k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what i saw today?! there's this ang moh lady so darn tall la! at least 2m, i supposed. stressed hahas. today actually not that busy de la. but just that we've got 2 new staffs and tricia nearly gone mad for some reasons lolx. she's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was annoyed. by the way of how she works. because she's my friend, i kept mum. especially when she'll get sensitive and bugs me after that if i were to spit out anything. at least i can do it here since i'm facing something that dont talk or ask any question. her reasons of working might be part of the blame on her working attitude, i supposed. if i'm not her friend, i might think very negative about her, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played badminton during break today. that lazy jeannine... played abit then dont wanna continue le. got so darn affected when her ex-boyfriend past by. i was pissed. yes, pissed. you claimed that we dont understand why you still bother so much about him and blahz. but i can tell you that yes, we wont understand because relationship is about that 2 persons who are involved and outsiders wont know as clearly as you do. but so what? that dont give yourself an excuse to indulge in something that you had already gave up on. by looking at your actions today, you're the one that's not given up everything. you simply escape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas took a photo with an ang moh today while working. his friends are so darn funny too. initially i was taking for those 5guys la. then, one of them (quite shy) asked to take mine. and i was like "err... why not we take together instead?" and so he replied "yeah". he's so sweet la, wanted to take a chair for me just for photo-taking. but i cant sit during working time. as we were getting into position, the guy beside him was like "go on! hug her like this!.." then he did the embracing action hahahas. that's so funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;life is interesting if you think it that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;fish and fiz always bickering nowadays. i think it somehow got quite serious lo though you 2 are like smiling. i pitied fiz, not because he's my son. but for the fact that he dont even know why the hell he was treated as such by fish. and blahz... no mood to type le... forget it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ommmm i hate this year badly. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113346043214222589?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113346043214222589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113346043214222589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113346043214222589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113346043214222589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/12/tired.html' title='tired*'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113328618396157609</id><published>2005-11-30T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T01:43:03.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday joyce~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;happy birthday, joyce~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;err... should be belated le ba. messaged her last night straight at 12am while doing the designs for class photo thingy. sorry gal for not being able to celebrate with you. hope you had fun. anyway, she didnt even come school la. so me and manda spent yet another sickening long tuesday in school with her stepping on my jeans twice and got it torn with such a loud funny sound that made her laughed like hell. first time seeing her laughed till whole face red la. silly gal. like that also funny. everything also funny. next time when invite her to concerts or what, please remember to reserve one confined room for her isolation in case her laughter disturbs the rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"my life is brilliant... my love is pure..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;this sentence is darn funny la. sang the same lines with manda during lesson. great minds think alike wooah~! *shut up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wahliao~! anyone walked past prerouge just now? i hope no one did man. i looked so auntie just now la! it's was like raining cats and dogs, and due to the fact that prerouge's outdoor, i'm so soakingly wet la! somemore i was like carrying the ah ma umbrella around, serving those far away tables and clearing things that those people left behind de. but it's truly fun la seriously! i meant, how many times in your life do you get to work with umbrella carrying here and there and letting customers laugh at you. hohoho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i dislike this period of time man. with kids flooding in the streets and shopping malls. and you just feel so squeezy whenever you go. cant get your things done fast and easy. why are we schooling when the kids arent?! uRgh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;they quarrelled yet again. sometimes i dont understand why my mum and brother cant talk nicely for more than 1 day. maybe not even for a decent 3hours' time ba. wont they ever feel tired of being angry at each other and shouting at each other everyday? dragged me in too, wth. i feel so tired la when i'm not even the main character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;last week, i dreamt of thailand's chinatown. it's as if my own country where i just roamed around the place like nobody's business. then, xuan messaged me claiming that she saw someone looked so much like bank. i was like laughing la. but my laughter faded off when i couldnt get through his line. i felt so stupid for thinking once that he might be here, secretly, for some reasons. but it turned out to be him attending to some business stuff in chiangmai. how could he be here when his brothers are back there for holiday right? silly me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i must admit that i do feel so so so happy hearing his voice. his voice still sound as comfy as before. we lamed and joked around, as usual. after the calls, my mind was half occupied with him, the past, blah blah blahz... how i wish he's still here with me. at least... at least... pray hard that he'll come next month. *mMm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;let me ask you a question with some seriousness in it. have you ever seen any hamster that's hyperactive? blardy hell la! i dont know how my brother chose or whatsoever about those 2 hamsters in my house. they're so so so so so hyperactive la! i dont know if it's just 1 or both are this over sia. guess what?! they're always running about in the cage and running on their "treadmill" that's in the cage. and it's blardy noisy, especially when it's just outside my room. one day, when i'm driven mad by them, i'll definitely bring the cage up to my face, give them a hard shake and laugh at them. then prepare a hot boiling pot and throw them in and let them be more high in the pot. *just kidding nia*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;life is good when yaya eats papaya~ lalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113328618396157609?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113328618396157609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113328618396157609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113328618396157609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113328618396157609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-joyce.html' title='happy birthday joyce~'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113293564198660528</id><published>2005-11-25T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:22:29.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yaya's not papaya now... she's sick... sick in the sense of sick... oooh wth am i talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my flu aint cured yet. and i'm coughing like hell, especially when i dont swallow food/saliva well. fish was like my "acting-mama" in school la. cannot eat this and that. even when i buy food, also dont allow me to buy too heaty kind. also good la. showed so much concern, trying to make me cry to sleep only. lolx. today she didnt come, and being with manda (the slow kia) and elvin (the stoned kia), i can eat anything i want. but i didnt, except for one piece of cheese fries from elvin. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ha-el-fishyaman has expanded to ha-el-jean-fishyaman. and jean's my daughter la. ha=emo kia; el=stoned kia; jean=blur kia; fish=attitude kia (to guys only hahas); man=slow kia... as for me? i'm the "kia-creator". lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yong's quitting la! life at prerouge will be darn sianz la, without him. no more gossips, no more coffee sessions after work, no more bickerings and most importantly, no more ai xin mian bao (breads that he always bring along to work from home)!!! i'm so so so sad la k... however, i'll still remember that he still owe me kite-flying session, ktv session, basketball session and blah blah blahz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish's been so emo recently. for the past few weeks, ha-fish-man were taking turns to be emo. if were to put things into bad situation, i would say that it's all an excuse that they're giving themselves to do whatever they want. i'd rather this is the reason than anything else. emo is not a bad thing, but it's gonna be when you're overdoing it and allows it to be part of your life. aiya, it's just that i'm seeing things too hard. fine. keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday they went k-ster. good for them since they claimed to be so sianz or stressed or whatever. i spent the rest of the day in school watching the talentime which my ears suffered and doing cross-stitching which so many people threw me so many questions la. "what are you doing?" "who is it for?" "boyfriend?" "what picture you doing on?" ... arssssh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bubble tea session with manda just now. so darn funny la her. laughed at simply everything i told her. especially things on alex. tsk tsk. even spit the remaining part of pearl that she's chewing out. gross sia. after parting with manda, bumped into another amanda. lolx. my secondary school friend. went home with her. she stays in sengkang too. steady sia! had a great talk. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahliao, didnt get to sleep la. no mood. so did cross-stitch, yet again. did from 6plus to 10pm. of course, in between got dinner break la. but i only managed to finish one small part. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've been slacking for guitar practices. so? i just want to have a taste of being attitude kia leh. i was so blardy stressed up for the past few weeks, and did you ever realise that? no... cause there's so many things that you need to attend to and taken care of before me. it's okay. i'll be papaya till i recover. and you think you know me well? just by spending more time with me or read my blog? hahahas you must be kidding. shoooooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A BREAK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p.s. happy birthday to my darling wenxin and andy tan ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113293564198660528?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113293564198660528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113293564198660528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113293564198660528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113293564198660528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/11/sick.html' title='sick...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113259524899809627</id><published>2005-11-22T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T01:47:56.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>room packed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;wahliao! can ya imagine that i took 7hours to have my room packed neatly and rearranged my stuffs in the way as i planned but just to exchange for a serious flu after that? wth right. okay, serves me right too since i was so lazy for 1year plus as to clean my room. yes you can feel disgusted for all you want. but, it's so darn nice now that you just feel like coming home and laze there every single moment la. lolx. jac will be the first friend of mine to view my "showroom". muahahas. sorry fiz! forgot to take before-and-after photos. anyway, the before is too inbearable for sights. so... hehs. that's how i spent my whole sunday, with tutorials incomplete and can blow my nose every single moment till my body thinks that i'd wasted too much tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to watch Oliver Twist with jac de la. in the end, left front seats. found a pouch when eating. saw the guy's name - Da Ren. yeah, he's gonna be Da Ren(adult) soon since he's turning 21 soon. lolx. okay it's bad to bad-mouth people, especially those whom you dont know. amen. went shopping with jac in the end. bought so many things la. but all cheap cheap de. maybe kana influenced by dee le ba. became so cheapo. bought this pair of earrings for $2.90 only lo!!! cheap right?! i dont really wear that kinda earrings, but it's so blardy nice and cheap that you wont be able to resist lo. dont believe, ask jac. hahahas. the back part of shopping trip cant be spelt out too much, in case something leaked out accidentally. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh bought lemsip to try out for my flu. it was quite effective initially. but now, it's coming back. maybe i'm just too cold. hahahas. remember the conversation of lemsip's advertisement? "how did you do it?" so tomorrow, i will turn up at tutorials and tell the rest - "drink lemsip" with all my tutorials done. wahahhas. alright, not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read a few blogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ash ah ash... dont be too affected by what sissy or attitude people at work k? why make your life miserable because of them right? and what? you meant vicky the auntie was coordinator yesterday? god bless the guests... *amen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish, thanks man! finally saw your entry that's got my name. that day was too emo about such stuff, that's why i spilt it all out to you. sorry huh. next time buy more tissues for you k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i will control my jealousy de*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh why am i still here when my lessons' starting at 9am and end at 5pm tomorrow? 'cause i just took MC for tomorrow's work and jeannine will be replacing me!!! yippppeeeee!!!! lalalalalalalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113259524899809627?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113259524899809627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113259524899809627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113259524899809627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113259524899809627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/11/room-packed.html' title='room packed'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113241854609931973</id><published>2005-11-20T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T01:12:08.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to dee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday to dayana!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she's turned 19, at last lolx. the manda-claimed cheapo kia has turned 19!!! *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to her house just now for hari raya and also for her birthday. we 19persons bought her 4 tops, 1 watch, 1 pair of earrings and a bag. cool right?! at least it is for a cheapo kia. opps. all suits her, good! her sister is darn cute and attitude, but in a funny way la. cried when her 18 friends were in her house. played with fish and showed off her milo + cereals when we were there. (haiyO~!!! manda! your daughter's like you sia! attitude de lo! but in unique way sia~!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wahliao~!!! i'm starting to regret working on saturday noon le la! so blardy busy la! but also good la! can exercise lolx. must go buy suntan lotion le la! working in noon is like suntanning la. but jason was so sweet la! shared with me his that plate of hongkong fried noodle lolx. thanks yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;awww~!!! sleepy le la. will continue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113241854609931973?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113241854609931973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113241854609931973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113241854609931973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113241854609931973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-to-dee.html' title='happy birthday to dee!'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113232893025983949</id><published>2005-11-18T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:36:43.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;what am i doing here online when i'm supposed to be in bed? so darn tired la! was uncontrollably high this morning 'cause... TGIF! finally, i'm able to adjust myself to the schedule of my liking - work on saturday noon instead and leave the whole sunday for tutorials and slackz... it's been the third week of school yet i havent even got the chance to try this new "plot" of mine yet... wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's really no fate of me meeting up with ms lee(my ECM tutor) la! we supposed to meet 3 weeks ago, but i didnt saw her email. later, we arranged but failed yet again. it's been like 3 or 4 times of failure, even though i gave her my handphone number. that's so funny. maybe she needs more time to miss me more before we can eventually meet up. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww~! went to gallery hotel this noon to find fiz and manda. haiyO~!!! walked all the way from clark quay mrt station within 15minutes and was claimed to be hardworking by those 2 kids. i just dont trust the bus that easily. walking is still the best la, okay. though the sun's killing me, the desire of sleeping was killing me more man. so darn sleepy that i fell asleep throughout that astronavigation lecture, no matter how hard i tried to force myself awake. in the end the lecturer still thank me for attending his lesson early. silly old man. but he's really a nice guy la heez. alright back to the gallery hotel story. the 2 kids went there for their TFC module's fieldtrip or whatever you call that. i was so darn bored and dont know where to go, so just go be kapo la. though the hotel sounded so ulu, but it's rather simple and beautiful, as regard of its structure and interior designs. one thing stupid is the lift la. one stops at 4th floor, another starts at 4th to the top most. lame. the first one was so bloody small that i felt suffocated inside. (the ang moh who took the same lift as us might think i'm mad. he's not that cute, so it's fine) the latter has this glass for us to view the scenery outside but i acted like some freak who's got height phobia. yeah yeah yeah, boliao~ trying to train up my self-entertaining skill la uh... the exhibit was alright, but think those 2 kids nearly faint of my comments - either too bad or so-so comments. seriosuly, they should've done better. or maybe my expectation's too high ba. there's only like 2 rooms that i like at 6th floor and 1 room at 4th floor. sad case. go see and let me know your comments k? (tell me only when you think the same as me lolx.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;as usual, went guitar practice. everyone was forced to form a band for coming concert next year. actually i wanted to join fiz's, but his group's all guys and blah blah blahz. it'll be kinda weird if i go la. i've got this great desire of joining didi's group cause got javen, shuwei, junming and mahathir!!! but... joined alice's instead cause cant think that straight at that moment. can i back out now? felt so bad... uRgh! fish supported me to join didi's group too. dont know la. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;da zhu, where are you? should be home sweet home le right? but how come no news of you? strange strange strange... pray hard that you're alright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;finally, having a meetup soon with andy and rest. after so so long time la. should've got more meetup with more people soon ba. but... i'm so heaty now! blardy hell... dont know why. maybe because always eat those heaty food, especially at work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. got 2 big ulcers which shocked jeannine and manda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. got breakouts here and there. those big ones kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. got this big pimple on my neck... so pain!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. got sore throat now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5. got headache now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6. lips darn dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i cant be sick man! i dont even have time to shit, not to say sick! nonono!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anyway, felt sorry for her that no one attended her party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;life is as such at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw ade in school today at main library there. she's like cant stand my loud voice as usual. please lo, knew me for like 5 years already, still cant tahan?! her hair seemed shorter... how can she cut without me! kns... lolx whatever. monday gotta watch olivia twist with jac. ade might join in. anyone interested and free on monday, can sms/call me la hor.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113232893025983949?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113232893025983949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113232893025983949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113232893025983949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113232893025983949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/11/exhausted.html' title='exhausted...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113185360837331298</id><published>2005-11-13T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T11:46:48.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loser...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tell me, is there a medicine available for curing "jealousy"? this is an incurable disease which had bugged me ever since the day i know what's happening around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;last time, used to think that i'll only be jealous to the one i love. i'd act so stupid when the jealousy got over me. always making myself look so bad in front of him when my jealousy acts up. we quarrelled millions of times for that. after on, i suppressed this feeling of mine quite a little bit of success. therefore, i thought i was cured for once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the days between he's not here with me anymore till now, i never want to bow low to my syndrome acting up, again. might be due to the fact that i might be able to escape from it if i dont admit. but i was so so wrong. it's coming all back. it's coming back furiously. this feeling is so strong that it's making me emotionally breaking down. i felt such a loser whenever it acts up. it's like "why cant i control my emotions?" why the hell would i have such a strong feeling? am i abnormal? most of the time people felt that way for their loved ones, but why yaya has to feel that for friends too? my heart's strained too much... exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cant stop myself from thinking that i'll end up like dad one day. with lotsa friends around but they're just those "hi-bye" friends. with one/two true friends left behind to come to my funeral for my last journey. this is saddening, very. last time, i lost them for i showered all my love and attention on just one person. now, when i wanna distribute to all, i was so tied down by other things. it's all drifting away, further and further away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;one day, if you stop loving me that much as i love you, or you simply cant stand me anymore, do let me know before you leave me... so that i can bury myself with all the grievances and tears in my very own coffin and get burnt into ashes... *amen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113185360837331298?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113185360837331298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113185360837331298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113185360837331298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113185360837331298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/11/loser.html' title='loser...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113082933562821913</id><published>2005-11-09T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T23:49:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in operation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yaya here, would like to make an important annoucement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ha-el-fishyaman is back in full operation!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wahahahas!!! so, what's ha-el-fishyaman, you must be pondering... well, it simply represents HAfiz, ELvin, xinyu(FISH), me(yaya) and MANda!!! cool right?! lolx. previously, it's always ha-fishyaman or ha-ash-fishyaman. really appreciate ash for "covering" up elvin's part. in the past few months, he never attend any of our meet outs. most of the time was ash with us. now, since he's out of SSC and ash's joined another, we're back in FULL operation! and the first meet out was total success. that was just yesterday!!! hooray!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;got to apologise to elvin. we might had bored you with our topics and all. but well, do join in our meet outs more often and i'm certain you'll be more engaged with us heez.. though we might not be there for you always, but we'll be like your 5 besties, lend you shoulders/ears when needed and go through thick and thin together... for we're ha-el-fishyaman forever!!! ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;our poor elvin has got to watch the same old movie for the second time for our sake. but well, he was treated to Rochure beancurd - the soft and silky beancurd in selegie road!!! lolx. yaya's treat to everyone k. never got the chance to give treats peacefully cause everytime will kana nag by fish, manda or fiz... awww~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the above post was typed on 1st november. i saved it as draft and thought i would continue the next day, but, life is such a suffocation that i dont even have time to have meals with family or sleep well. uRgh! i was so distorted when everyone returned school with tutorials done over the weekends. and what about me? i was busy entertaining those ang mohs. lolx. neh, was working. shit lo. just full of shit when i cant get to work 3days and others can. kids out there! if you dont need to work when studying, you're really in good life lo. no need to worry about money every month, no need to crack your brain that much on time management nor you need to waste your time and energy on contributing to singapore's workforce. good life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;oh man! i felt so stupid la. i was supposed to go for this full-of-china-people lesson at T5A today. yes i was there, right outside the classroom. but the moment i stepped in, everyone at the back rows of the lecture theatre was staring at me. then, i thought i got in the wrong classroom. last week, the lecture was on some silly chinese idioms la. this week, it looked like some science module la. cant blame me for entering the classroom again to reconfirm yet still have doubts right. tried calling fish to ask her which room since she's taking the same one as me. but, she's lazy to pick up calls. awww~ dont ask me why i didnt go salc check my timetable. i carried another bag of mine today so didnt bring my admin card. how to book computer in such situation? of course, went home sleep immediately after that. shiok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;oooh tomorrow's xiao xuan zi's TP. all the best man! you can do it de! (oh god, please forgive me for not thinking twice for everyone's safety on road while giving my blessings to someone who's highly dangerous on driving. amen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113082933562821913?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113082933562821913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113082933562821913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113082933562821913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113082933562821913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-in-operation.html' title='back in operation!'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113060062130265787</id><published>2005-10-29T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:43:41.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bashed...</title><content type='html'>awww~!!! my body's so tired now... been working non-stop, and will continue with these kinda situation till next sunday... oh man! and darn jason, today so aggitated that he wanna decide on so many things that's of my disadvantages! like err, must work at least 4days and must be friday and saturday. you'd better not implement all those bullshits that you mentioned earlier on today man! if not, i think i can accompany jas in SP le... why so? jas planned to graduate from SP 2years later from us all. why? she loves SP so much! lolx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact is just that, she loves SP so much so that she cant bear to go school everyday to face the school. she's afraid that she might have a bad blood circulation for the sight of SP is too unbearable for her. okay, stop suan-ing her le, though she's ai suan. lolx. the real truth behind is that, since she's already got some modules on hand to repeat for last semester, she's decided to repeat more modules so that she can delay her graduation to 5years compared to the normal 3years, so that she can wait for all her friends to complete NS and University before hers. that's cool idea right? you guys can adopt it too, but before that, please pay yaya sum of money for copyrights. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not done with typing about jas yet! wait! i wanna say... she's so silly! got so overwhelmed all about her birthday party that she sent photos/notes to those who attended her party! okay, thank loads for that girl! made me so touched... awww~ that's really nothing as compared to you running out of school to get me those presents on my birthday la k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xuan-zi... happy to see this? i'm "calling" you xuan-zi wo! lolx! why emo? cause yaya always work and didnt accompany you right? sorry lo... the most we go eat pizza next week. food court 5! but please, not so many times for this semester k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adehorn!!! i'd found adehorn her french horn!!! okay think i'm stupid about this right.. of course i know it could be found everywhere, but the one that i'm mentioning is... never mind, you guys know nuts about it. she'll love it, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toot er zi! asked him what he wants for birthday, dont say... ok lo! i'll buy nothing! -blahz- saw my future daughter-in-law with him yesterday... woooah! cool! didnt know he's chatting with her till she left. and so, i did the usual thing - scream for her name and waved hi to her. lolx. never pretend you dont know me when i do this to you on streets. you should know what will come next if you do that. wahahahas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?! i got to tricked derek just now! muahahas!!! he's the full-timer who always ask me do this and that at workplace. well, i didnt plan on that tricking part. just that... i was walking down the pathway after i passed mentos to zakir(one who loves to chew on mentos as much as smoking) and wanting to head straight home. i'd wanted to bid goodbye to derek while one guest was waving for service. then he directed me to that table and i was like "huh?!" to him la. when he realised everything, he was so embarrassed. lolx. that wasnt my fault. but still, i felt so good. evil evil. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to type more, but well, what's the point. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm life's in a mess. only know that i got to work and work and work. brain damaged? nope... i'm fine, perfectly. just that mind's aint working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, my dearest da zhu... i wanted to see you and her together so much. i helped you out at the nick of time cause i really want a happy ending. but due to your character and all, everything turned out bad. well, to me, at least not all turned out bad. her message to your chee mui is so true that i sincerely hope that you take her words in seriously and think it all through. your friends need soul-searching too if they really love you. i only spell it all out when i have full confidence in my analysis. it's alright to tell me that your friends told you these too, 'cause i'd proved it all true to you. i anticipated her feelings and reactions to this matter between you two. no trying to pull you down more or what, just wanna let you know, you can always trust on me on whatever things in the future. i might not be there physically, but i promise to be there spiritually, always. for you are my da zhu, my poor farmy da zhu, always. lolx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113060062130265787?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113060062130265787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113060062130265787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113060062130265787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113060062130265787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/10/bashed.html' title='bashed...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-113030907475106783</id><published>2005-10-26T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T14:57:11.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;yes! you aint seeing things! yaya's back! functioning well and i swore that i hadnt got lost in the jungle! (think for manda is fell asleep in the jungle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i always mention to the rest: "yaya is not always papaya de k!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... of course yaya is always not papaya... been hearing people saying "yaya papaya" these few days. the meaning was like... yucks! spoiling my reputation. KNS. i aint referring to jas' MR. Kns here. so, dont misunderstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the reasons of me blogging back, will not be revealed to you -blahz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww~! like what big john told me on monday; time flies fast. that's definitely true! few more months to my 19th birthday, can you even imagine that? okay, that was next year i know, but i'm really sick of time pasting so fast with me here doing nothing much. WTH. but but but... i was real touched of what kat and liwei said to me. we were talking about birthday celebrations few weeks back. in my memories, i never remember celebrating my birthday on my actual birthday. with no one, yes, that's it. seems to be a curse, but well... guess you guys must be saying "silly!" or "siao!" at this moment. but it's the fact that i'm stating right here, now. every year, things will cropped up and i'll ended up spending yet another normal day like other days. next year, it gonna be "friday 13th". but still, kat and liwei assured me that they gotta book me on that day and make sure that there aint such curse existing. how sweet it is. but what if same old thing happens again? and gotta warn you seriously: friday 13th, if it falls on my birthday, i'll experience bad situation, for sure. we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* sorry for typing such a long rubbish on my return. sounds like "return of yaya" lolx. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just registered for GEMS. the system was so farking slow and disturbing. i was on the verge of emo-explosion, 'cause like many others, i've got 2 modules required to register. so, the time-consuming case will only affect us of "snatching" the modules that we want. even though this is an extra ones, but it still gonna affect my school life afterall. NO~!!! so, i called up the GEMS service hotline. yes, it's really hotline. everyone, or rather only one person, is too busy in picking up my call. so i called the second time... aRgh!!! dont wanna talk about it le la! ask fish if you wanna know. ass. (no wonder fish loves her "assman" so much) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;that day, i was real fed-up. aint kidding here. people out there keep trying to ask me do things that's against my own wish. for instance, taking of initiative, especially when i dont i should be the one doing that. fark. seriously fark. call me stubborn or arrogance, or whatever you want. up to you. i simply love this character of mine. this is from the genes and it's a gift from my dad. i lost part of my characters and all few months back. searching them back currently, for i love myself for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time between this blog and the previous one is so long that so many things had happened. dont worry, things will be clarified in the future posts. owwh craps.. sianz le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to da zhu: be brave in facing your true feelings. nothing to fear of, for you live only once in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to lene: when will there be a day when your blog entries are about us? i beg for just one, a sincere one is good enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired, so tired of living...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-113030907475106783?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/113030907475106783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=113030907475106783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113030907475106783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/113030907475106783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111299191114220103</id><published>2005-04-09T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T04:41:00.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stats exam aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;spotted: a lady in white was carrying a super big board during the peak hour. tall, curly hair and was reading her notes and listening to her dicsman at the same time. oooh! think the board she's carrying is... F.I.R's lastest album poster! and what?! she's none other than yaya?! hahas. yeah that's meant for jie, who loves F.I.R so much ^-^ gave kris a shock too hahas. another F.I.R fan. will get another one for her soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;just returned from statistics exam. opps. sorry! that was ages ago hahas. paper ended at 8:10pm. brain-dead right after that. just remembered i forgot about 85% of what i studied earlier. anyway, getting a C grade for this module is good enough. need to "ping" hard for my accounts (next paper) to get a passing and "ping" for economics (last paper) too, to get the only B grading for this term. sounds pathetic though. but B is actually 70-79marks! =( see, nowadays surviving in Polytechnic is getting tougher le, k?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;just got home from supper, again! went off straight with jas, money and alvis. same gang whom i've been hanging around for three nights out. this time round we caught a movie before supper. oooh watched "the pacifier". great show! incredibly funny. cant stop laughing hahas. alvis said me and jas laughed the loudest, bet so. we started laughing while walking to our seats. some funny guys joined in our laughter too. then, hahas! great timing for the show! ta-da~ watch it watch it watch it!!! alvis took us to this wu-lu place in tanjong pagar. not really that wu-lu la, but it's crampy. a pub+pool+ktv. hahas. should add a "mini" in their signboard ba. luckily we shooed off fast and headed off for supper! *whew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cool to blog while listening to music. hahas. today's on tune is F.I.R lastest album. try other tracks besides the second one... example tracks 6, 10 and 11. wahahas. wanted to listen to sly's, but... err... dropped the idea. afraid it might be... you know lor hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aRgh!!! got handphone, but cant be used! charger's with jas. must really get back from her asap le! yeah gotta catch mayday "live" later!!! so excited hehs. oh! havent do facial yet! NOOOO! must do it before appearing in front of my sweetie monster. *shy* aint my lover, just admire him for his who he is. he's topped in my "most handsome guys" chart. woohoo~!!! bank's a history le lolx. he's ranked the third currently hahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111299191114220103?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111299191114220103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111299191114220103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111299191114220103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111299191114220103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/04/stats-exam-aftermath.html' title='stats exam aftermath'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111288768905002316</id><published>2005-04-07T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T23:28:09.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bet mum dont know about me sneaking out for supper last night. hahas. was fun. curse found -&gt; always got stomachache when going for supper. got cured automatically right after a night's sleep. suspected someone's spying money the day before when we went changi for supper. oh yar! there's this ang moh, so weird. i thought it was the "spy", cause expressions of the rest seemed shocked. when i turned around, got stunned. the ang moh was trying to read the comic strips on my t-shirt. that was calvin and hobbes. lolx. but he shooed off right after he's done reading. funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oreo was so crazy. when i played with him, he simply cant stop scratching you. kept barking too. always stops playing when he barks or wanna bites. scary~ playing with dar dar is safer i think. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wanted to study at the poolside. but an exciting "show" was putted up which diverted my attention. fight in the pool, that's it. the two siblings went mad because of the sister's crying over of her torn swim wear. think the sis got bonker first ba. she just kept crying non-stop for feeling ashamed of her torn-ie. and the silly bro had to go all the way to her and "critisize" her with those harsh words that she couldnt take it at all. the bro's sarcastism chanted on and on even when the sis was taking revenge on him. these scenes seemed familiar. oooh! my childhood memories hahas. and these two siblings belong to non other than.... jasmine tay! wahahas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;another day of handphone-less. younger bro's phone got screwed up. so he took mine. hahas now you know why you cant find me sometimes le ba heez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;chatted with bank yesterday. finally he's ready to move house! been hearing that from him for quite some time. and how could he be finishing his exam before i do?! but well, at least our holiday clashed together again after two years. his so short, only 2weeks compared to my 6weeks. hehs. he might be joining me for the malaysia trip! hurray!!! had better not get so excited yet. this busy man will always have something pop out out of somewhere, especially now he's moving house soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;awww~ he's still as sweet-talking as before. asked if it'll be too selfish for me to get him join me for holiday since he wont be able to visit the rest of his friends in singapore if he does. he simply replied "no la! wont! i only want to see you ma, so it's alright lor" wahahas. must see who's more important k. it's yaya, mind you =p bad enough not to jio michelle along. well, guess freedom come before anything ba hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ooooh tonight's soup is sooooo awesome! especially when it's yaya who washed the ingredients and placed them in. such a great job she's done! ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;received a bad news. jie might be doing his further studies soon. how soon? soon. 25 april. thought it was a joke initially. eyes nearly popped out while reading the message lolx. why? why so fast? havent even get to see him yet! NO!!! hahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hMpH! he's so close with jas now. yes i'm jealous. so what?! -blahz- am i that petty? get jealous that easily? neh! just kidding! hahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;elder bro re-formatted the whole computer this afternoon for some reasons. he had wanted to save any important stuffs of mine for me. i rejected his kindness. hahas. thought will be using a data-less computer now but surprise! everything's normal. hahas. *whew* luckily the songs are still there wahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;supposingly i really got to change handphone le. last time the problem was merely off/on automatically whenever it feels like so. normally it happens when i'm sending sms. now, it happens as and when it likes to, even when it's left untouched! scary~ yet a good reason to convince myself to change it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cancelled all events today for studying at home. ended up watching drama series instead. got reprimanded by yao of course. hahas. was supposed to meet her de ma. opps! heez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;got this ice-cream crave this week. been eating different kinds everyday for as long as i remembered. thought i was a crazy eater enough this week, till i heard what money ate last night. salute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we were as close as sisters... with his existence, you stood us up on our gatherings, cared for only him and neglected us. treated us like substitutes. treated us like a fool. we showered you with care and concern consistently despite all your treatments. yet, this is what we got in return. i know the main point now is not what happened earlier. but does that mean you can do nothing on it and expect us all to take it as nothing happened before? i cant... seriously, i dont ask for much. just need a re-assurance from you that nothing like this will happen again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;statistics is easy to score... because of this thinking, i cant be bothered of studying for tomorrow's paper. aRgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111288768905002316?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111288768905002316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111288768905002316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111288768905002316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111288768905002316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/04/3-days-later.html' title='3 days later...'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111254477592948854</id><published>2005-04-03T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T00:12:55.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>internally sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;thought my house here gotta have geitai again. *whew* turned out to be teochew opera and a temple's dinner. trembled my eardrums just now for few hours. but acted cool cause mum said "you must be able to study in any environment. no excuse." fine. no excuse given. with all the encouragements from my friends, i managed to make myself think that studying is wonderful again hahas. crap. anyways gotta faint soon cause i'd guessed correctly of what's important to study and what's not. yeah! can have shortcuts le =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;oooh seemed like denis (money's ex-boyfriend) and jas are not a very intense term right now. (always been ba, just that now worsen le) i should be raging with anger right now too, for two reasons - one, denis insulted my jas. two, denis insulted me too. but i felt nothing. anyways, who cares?! so, jas, dont waste so much reflex actions of your body on him k? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dont know what's happening to my internal body. kidneys' hurting today, yet again. have bad habits on toilet visiting. it's always manda who asks me for toilet trip. so guess when without her, i wont do it unless i remember. missed the health check-up today. fate. maybe the one up there doesnt want me to know the results so early ba. got just heartache days before. but it spreaded and chests started to hurt too. maybe i'll die younger than you, jas ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;was blurred by this news. the death of Pope John Paul II. it seemed worldly-known. i know he's well-respected and loved by many from all around the world. never mind, doesnt matter. just wish he's getting better in the other part of the world. *amen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;not gotta blog for 3 days... as a way of being apologetic to wen of the previous happenings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111254477592948854?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111254477592948854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111254477592948854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111254477592948854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111254477592948854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/04/internally-sick.html' title='internally sick'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111245439306726897</id><published>2005-04-02T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T23:18:13.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sianz saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;another saturday at home. trying to get myself study MOB. tried and fell asleep halfway hahas. my brain's not meant for memorising, really. or perhaps i should put it in another way: i'm not cut for studying or be a manager. shouldnt i just make the choice of going lasalle with jac in the very first place impulsively? will performing arts a better choice for me? the answer is NO! hahas just trying to type craps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dont know if it's my way of typing a misleading one or indirectional kind. just got back from jas blog. guess i shouldnt have type what i did last night. guess i shouldnt have type almost everything of my life. i'm sorry if i dont cause misunderstandings and stuffs in my blog. i dont know how to describe my aftermath feelings of reading jas blog. all i can say is, i'm sorry wen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;why are things always turning out to be the other way round?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how i wish jas is just being irritated by the cdc and dont really meant about the latter part of that post. it's a dream... it's a dream... it's definitely just a dream... it'll be fine after i wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;for the past few weeks, wen and jie topped in my external moral supports chart. when i'm down, they'll try to pull me up. when i'm up, they'll be shared a piece of my happiness. (though always suan me) they showered me with so much care and concern that i never dare ask for. i'm touched for what they did for me as a friend. really. thank you sooo much guys! ^-^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i really dont wish to see my loved ones not on any good terms. i dont wish there'll be grudges between/among them. my heart's stuffed with too much fat deposits le, so it's gotta be a bti tough to break it again =P *alright aint funny, i know*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;aRgh! tomorrow cant attend william's new shoppy opening ceremony! cause it's qing ming jie le! hmPh!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yeah!!! just received jialuan's message! she's jio-ing people to go MAYDAY + li sheng jie gig on 9th april! oooh it'll meant my monster's gonna be here soon! oh my! high on adrenline le la! *shy* gonna pia my accounts (on 11/04) real hard before sneaking to their gig! wahahahas~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111245439306726897?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111245439306726897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111245439306726897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111245439306726897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111245439306726897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/04/sianz-saturday.html' title='sianz saturday'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111237463517189007</id><published>2005-04-02T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T00:59:15.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what would you do, if one day should you found out that you're diagnosed with coronary heart disease?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111237463517189007?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111237463517189007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111237463517189007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111237463517189007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111237463517189007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/04/chd_02.html' title='CHD'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111237387473836601</id><published>2005-04-01T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T00:47:28.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired... real tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;complaints received about my fonts. got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hmm drinking yakult again. after so many donkey years then i reaslised that no other flavour can beat the original de ^-^ mum bought this new product today - HL banana milk. kinda funny, i know. guess eating banana and drinking milk separately is the best still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;spent yet another night at joyce's house last night. tried to get wen out to meet but to no avail. queenz were all excited to meet him initially, since he's nearby anyway. they wanna see how he looks like, so as to have some mental preparation before meeting jie weeks later. but hahas. dont know why but it all ended like as if i'm a despo or what. but i'm not. and the excitement on meeting ups dead off for some reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;dont worry queenz... you all will be able to see wen in biz block soon. but as for his "twin brother", hahas doubt you'll have the chance to see him, ever. i apologise for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;that hahas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;met up with jac, kor and jixuan today. got jixuan to join me in the malaysia trip on 18th. knew she'll agree. of course, who wont, with these great deals?! ;) went to watch spongebob for the second time with them. patrick's real damn cutie in the show! starting to fall in love with him! no wonder he's spongy's bestest friend of all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;reminded me that: yaya loves spongy more. bank loves patrick more. so... yaya's spongy and bank's patrick, will be bestest buddy in the whole universe!!! wahahas~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i WILL get spongy soundtrack, real soon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(i wanna work in FOSSIL! cant imagine myself working in own's favourite brand shoppy heez)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;jixuan suggested to go camping after malaysia. thought it's an incredibly great idea! 3days 2 nights out i think. with no disturbance from the real world out there~ yeah man! we were wanting to get this pair of slippers together and wear to malaysia, but drop the idea since it's not worthly the price. ooo found out that we've got rather the same good taste wor! great minds really think alike hahahas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;to money: i'm sorry, really very sorry, to have accept that stupid virus at that time. will try to help ya get rid of it soon k? let's concentrate more on exam first ba heez... i really dont wish to see you forward any modules and/or go MDIS. i meant it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;to jas: i warned you about the naval piercing before, didnt i? forget it if i dont. anyways, you'll be fine, with yaya around. be not silly and dont think so much, cause the one up there still want you to be on earth. so fret not! all things will happen when it follows... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;to manda: did yaya ever mention you having depression? so what if i do? so what if i dont? i care least, just the same attitude as you care about us and all. i'm tired, i'm really tired le. after trying so many ways on you, guess i should just give it all up. but i dont wish to. cause i still love you this friend of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"actions speak louder than words"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;show it all out. prove it all to us! convince us totally with your actions. you can never ever imagine how much it hurts when i see you in this current state. it really break my heart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"enough is enough"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;this is what you always tell yaya. so, is it enough this time round? can we quit it all off and let everything back to normal? are you ready for that? i'd really still love to have the mintball from fc3 with you again... will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i felt so cheap in me. i know i'm priceless, but i felt so cheap nowadays. why do i have to make myself appear to be like a begger, going around to beg people to listen to my so-called "advices"; to listen to my worries and thoughts; to be back to themselves; to have gatherings when their schedule's not consisting of me; to do me a favour; to go on a holiday with me; to... to... to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;dont ask me to change if you dont like my changes eventually... i love myself. i dont need to change for any sake. i'm this stubborn. accept or reject. i'd left myself in another world. got lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;return me the original yaya please, would you?...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;call me "bitchy-slut" or "slutty-bitch", in any way you prefer. cause i'm proved to be that cheap. &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/10258172-111237387473836601?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111237387473836601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111237387473836601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111237387473836601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111237387473836601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/04/tired-real-tired.html' title='tired... real tired'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111219772110791736</id><published>2005-03-30T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T23:48:41.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>braindead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;today's such a cooling day~ love it when i go work. whatever things happened out there, it'll be none of my business at all. as if being confined to just the world of music. nice~ chris ar you! made me so worried this morning! "be careful when you're wearing your uniform and not do silly things har!" the way she said made it sounded so horrifying. nearly stressed me out. so it was only because something bad happened two days ago about staff from MJ did something bad. she's sacked instantly without a chance given. this is bad. cause she's my friend! but i dont know what happened. tony and chris made it sooooo secrective, as if like a top secret. fine, will know one day soon de. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;received william's message today. thought was queenz' bro. but no la. it's my friend. his invitation to his opening ceremony of his shop. anyone received the sms too? wanna go together? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i know i know. i know you are freakly worried about me, mum. i know i'm being stubborn this time round again. but please dont stress me out this time, or i cant take it. i know you want me to score well and try to get into University. i want to and i hope to. never dare to tell you my dream is to get in SMU, cause i'm afraid i might disappoint you. i will try not to forget why i chose this course initially and my strives. thanks for reminding me once again. even if i were to go through the exam week with tears and sweat, i will definitely make it through and try to get As for you k? this is my promise to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i slapped myself hard. real hard. to make myself more awake... to make myself come back to reality... to make myself remember what my promises again... to make myself... to make myself... to make myself...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111219772110791736?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111219772110791736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111219772110791736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111219772110791736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111219772110791736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/03/braindead.html' title='braindead'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111212089374941604</id><published>2005-03-30T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T02:28:13.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;with just merely 4hours of resting, i set off to school for the most sickening test of all - itab. it is, of course, sickening, at least to me this computer idiot. but i'm still confidence of passing, for the least =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jasmine tay ai suan.&lt;/strong&gt; you won. didnt even give it a try. at least money came. why do you have to choose to give up? forgotten what your dad pinned on you out of a sudden le?! better go for the retest on 1st april, or else, dont talk to me till we go malaysia! *angry le*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;what happened in the morning made the worst of my day. made the wrong decision. must be the rain's fault. if it didnt rain, i wouldnt have taken the free ride. darn. so regretted right now. it's money's friend's car. joyce and manda in there too, but manda dropped off at clementi. we went for lunch together, thinking that the guy's decent and all. yes, indeed he is. should be he was ba. first impression was good, at least better than any other guyfriends of money's that we'd met so far. but the scene of latter forced me gave him a big "FAILED" marking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;through the way he spoke, his actions... i dont think he's of much difference from money other guyfriends. what provoked me the most was that, how can he just preached on me non-stopingly while i was trying to let my anger out on what happened last night?! he's just someone whom i met for the very first time. so what position he's in to reason out with me as if he's my close friend, har?! i super pissed off by that. think i dont know about those things you'd been naaging straight into my face de? i just need someone to listen to my frustration. why do you need to be so nosey?! luckily i needed to rush off to work, if not sure quarrel with him de. so so so so so fed-up, even till now. you got to be there to see it all man. aRgh~ go eat shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;swear will never associate much with any guyfriends of money's again, not again! =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today, is the first time i ever see jiahui flared. she's really fierce wor! she tried to drop alot of hints. some should be avoided cause too sensitive, but she splurred them out anyway. was in a bad situation but too tired to bother much. ooo she said i'll get comm next month~! what?! it's been around 8months ever since i last got le?! darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;player kept playing "till the end" repeatedly... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes, things happened just to be the opposites...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111212089374941604?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111212089374941604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111212089374941604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111212089374941604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111212089374941604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/03/pissed.html' title='pissed~!'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111202940680193758</id><published>2005-03-28T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T01:03:26.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adding on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just remembered this incident happened few days ago... last friday i think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mum was super duper angry after she hung up the phone call. ah ma was here that night too. i found out that it was merely because of my fan. lolx. all i wanted was to make a small change in my room - throw away the fan and light, change to a combi of both on the ceiling. this aroused the fued in my family. hahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they argued over the installation. childish. father side want mum to let xiang do it. but mum dont trust him, claiming he's an ex-jailbird and never learn that skill de. the main thing is just that, mum afraid he's not skilled enough and he charged at a higher rate than the uncle who usually do for us de. she said this is electricity thingy, so no joke. so they were saying, no installation, no delivering. mum was like "wth". but she's stubborn. so she acted cool and said "never mind!" in the end got it at $130 but dont know when it'll arrives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i care nothing much than the design of the fannie!!! so scare that they'll choose the old-fashioned and ugly type! *EEE* scary wor~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;this arguement actually blown up the past too. mum always connects it far de la hahas. she told me an ultimate secret (actually not really a secret la). so, there aint just three girls in my father side. there's another one who's older than me by a month. tong ren bu tong ming. mum said we were treated differently. they all were super concerned about that girl. gu ma even cooked and took great care of her at that time. mum felt unfair cause she's staying with us that time, yet did not give us the same treatment. but later she was sold to someone else cause her mum couldnt afford this third child. sad case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haiz there's really alot of things happened in the past. till now also got. thought after dad's gone, they'll get better. but... hahahas. was it my fault? if i dont enter this world, will it be more peaceful for them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sometimes life is just that unfair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111202940680193758?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111202940680193758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111202940680193758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111202940680193758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111202940680193758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/03/adding-on.html' title='adding on'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111202381436484888</id><published>2005-03-28T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T23:30:14.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sianz 1/2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was all smiling when i woke up this morning. cause was indulging in the call made last night. i didnt call him out of nothing k. need a favour from him, that's why. felt it's more sincere by calling. but the line couldnt get through till i'm feeling sleepy le. but, die die also must see if it's my line got problem or what. so, i made the last dial. got through! but i hung up! hahas. and so he sms me "so free huh"... nono, i'm too tired to move my lips, so hung up. in the end also called him again hahas. he sounded so funny. didnt even say "hi", just throwing me so many words at one go. at the point of time when i was half-awake only, i thought it's his voicemail. wahahas. opps. sorry. wooah haaa~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah! exam starting soon! hahahas. cant wait to let myself stress till i drop dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;got so fed-up just now. just dont understand why mum got to scream over the phone. nowadays when i pick up her calls, i got to hold at least 3cm away from my ears then is normal human's volume. what the... got a hp for her. now her son's hp spoilt, she's gotta give him hers. so what's the point of me getting one for her specially at the first place? she's being biased again today. it flared me up enough after i know she flipped through my things. i'd warned her loads of foolish times that i'll know whenever anyone touches my stuffs and i hate that. failed. she still enjoy doing that. i exploded the moment when she peeked behind me while i was checking out my new hp bill. i threw the whole bill aside and told her "yao kan jiu na qu kan hao le!" sounded like spoilt brat, i know. but i really cant control le ma! =X her naggings added some irritation too ma. haiz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went tiong with jas and money today. hahas. not elaborating further cause it's all mentioned in jas blog le. hahas. after all those stupid things happened, we went to meet jas dad. told him "hi uncle! we met again! zhen shi you yuan wor~!" then he was like "yarlor yarlor" hahas. after that he suggested to have me and money as his goddaughters lolx. this is really funny. can you simply imagine me addressing jas as "da jie"? hahahas cant stop laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oooh tell ya what. jas is super crazy over the hello kitty magnets thingy. and i'm so surprised that rong is so too. *faint* they're doing trading now. hahahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's such a beautiful night as days pass with no intention of studying for exam at all~! lalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111202381436484888?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111202381436484888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111202381436484888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111202381436484888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111202381436484888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/03/sianz-12.html' title='sianz 1/2'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111186439915874658</id><published>2005-03-27T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T03:17:13.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daughter's celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ooo~!!! just gotten back from my daughter's, huiyin, birthday celebration!!! ^-^ though it's a short and very early(her actual's on 4thapril) celebration, we all still enjoyed it hahas. we went cartel for dinner as planned by me and nu er 2 months ago lolx. ooo!!! tell ya what?! bought this special flower for my nu er! it's actually forget-me-not with the holland seeds nicely wrapped together heez. think she'll be uploading the picture of the flower in her friendster soon. ooo! why is it special?! cause it's dried de yet it's so beautiful. need quite some time to "produce" this too de wor heez. took quite a few photos today hahas. even took the shuai shuai jason when he's playing pool hahas. he's really cool when doing the "aiming" on pool table. we always joked with him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"jason, you look really shuai when playing pool. you'll have girls queueing up from here till your house lor. but only when playing pool la hor, hahas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;talking about him ar! stay so near me, but when didnt even ask if wanna go home with him not when he wanna take cab. even said "bye" to me. win le lor. hahas. but in the end we also went home together la lolx. finally met my son-in-law, huiyin's boyfriend, today. a proper meeting i meant. just as i was thinking he's rather unfriendly, he started to chat loads with me. good timing my boy! hahas. can see he treats huiyin quite well. keep it up! dont hurt her like what sy did last time k?! if not mama will not let you off! hahahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;money called me this noon. sounded so depressed her. as if cried for 3days 3 nights. she chatted with me in msn just now. was in "tears". she was heartbroken over jas, who dont want her le. they're actually "lesmate" la. but... jas is too heartbroken to accept her now. she's super depressed over money of her doings. if it's me, i'll feel as if i'd just broken up with my boyfriend le. haiz~ tomorrow meeting them up... hopefully everything will get better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hahas i think i'm really mad yesterday. imagining me to have cycled for whole 210minutes non-stop lolx. i cycled from my house to kovan, serangoon, serangoon north, ang mo kio, nyp... lolx. and i'm so unlucky! wanted to go tomato and nyp, but both was closed cause it's public holiday =( but bought back the new flavours of king's ice cream~! wahahhahas~!!! hao xin fu wor~! my newspaper dropped halfway on the road. told mum i cycled round the road just to pick it up and her eyes got SO BIG hahas. fun! will do this more often &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;lolx. nearly bang onto the tree when trying to reply jas' sms lolx. might get knock down by cars if didnt control well enough hahas. was trying to rush home cause the sky's getting dark and ice cream's melting! wahahhahas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yeah!!! shann's finally with her darling le~! got her piece of happiness too heez. soooo happy for her ^-^ heard about her conversation with her mum. hmm auntie, dont think this way. doesnt mean JC students are better. it just proves that they're better in studies. but what's happening outside, they might not be able to take it. i'm a poly student too. not siding for myself. i can get into JC if i want. so what? i chose my own path and i'm doing great! got to trust your own daughter's taste and all ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;went joyce's house on thurday. spent the night watching zhang xue you's concert with her mum and jasmine till her daddy got home. ooo her parents' really great! knowledgable and joyce's so taken care of! i'm so envious! they've got so many types of honey at home! *yummy* and the vinegar!!! love them all man! not forgetting the mango cake and chinese tea! wow all are my favourite!!! hahaS!!! will get some next time, for mama too! thanks uncle anutie for your heart-warming treats! joyce, you really got a super good life!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sometimes, girls really dont really mean what they said. really. so be sensitive to them, and try to do something opposite as what they "request" hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ooo nearly in tears when jie just went offline like that. i simply told him "jas told me if she's me, she wont chat with people who keep avoiding/changing topics de...she'll just ignore them lolx" so he replied "learn from her bah" and me "ok lor... then... err... bye~" and off he went after a "bye" to me... he can never imagine how shocked i was at that time. then i thought he's for real. and... tears welled up lolx. but he's just trying to restart his computer, dont know if it's real not =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;can anyone tell me how can one loves to avoid/change topic that much? sometimes it's just too much for one to take it... but it's still okay for me la lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;girls, know why i dont dare to admit it? yes i'm trying to run away from the reality. i dont dare. i cant. i dont have the courage to face my true feelings now. how much regretions i had now after everything's happened. how i wish i hadnt done anything on that night. how i wish... but it wont be the same now again. the feelings' different now. no sparks. no progress. no nothing at all. i know them all. dont encourage or persuade or reason out with me. no use. cause he's the only one who can give me the courage and confidence to face my feelings again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;all i wished for is his consistency of after-ing me and not giving me up... he can de, if he feels the same for me. i'd said le, if he's really true and sincere, i'll definitely give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*flower idiot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;disappointed. thought we had agreed to watch it together?! things always turn out bad. no, should say things only turn out bad when it's me who requesting for it. how much do you all love me as a friend? do you all really care about my feelings inside? have you really try hard to understand me more? whenever i reflect on the past, i'll start to cry. cry not because you're treating me bad. but because why are things like this. i dont wish to think this way. i dont want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;where are you now ade? why arent you contacting me anymore? who are you treating me as? just someone whom you can make use of? i dont wish to mention much. it'll only drag others down. i'm just feeling shuttered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;what a good day to start with, yet a bad day to end with...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111186439915874658?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111186439915874658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111186439915874658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111186439915874658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111186439915874658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/03/daughters-celebration.html' title='daughter&apos;s celebration'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258172.post-111160882971841773</id><published>2005-03-24T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T04:13:49.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm awake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just finished watching the first three episodes of "the outsider" (yeah man jiahui! i'd finally started watching it! hahas). first disc in... i'm having doubts of whether to continuing this show not. second disc in... tears flowing out le~ cant wait to watch the third one, that's why ended up so late le still not in lala land yet. this show, hmm, cannot say that it's super duper nice (as what many of my friends had claimed it to be) yet. but, it did leave me pondering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mum always says to me, that one must be "men dang hui dui". good family background with the goods. normal+average ones, be so too. if you're just a plain jane, never think of crossing the line to be a princess. last time, i used to think that this theory of mum's is totally absurd. but when you really gotten into that kinda situation, things might not be the same anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;one day, if you were to fall in love with someone whose family background is totally opposite of yours, will you still want to carry on this relationship? will you not gonna care about the obstacles that you two will be facing together? or will you just give it up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if i'm still the old me, i'll choose the initial one. but now, more towards latter. after that 5 years of struggling, i'm tired. i'm really tired le. sometimes, no matter how hard you tried, when things are meant to be in this way, it'll not be changed at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jac told me this once: "the guys around you are all rich, and possess most of the good prospects of what girls always wish for as their life partners". my reply: "but they'll never cross the line of friendship". perhaps this is good. never think of having a good life that soon. tang lao shi told me once: "you'll only get richer in your middle part of your life". i totally believe and cant agree more. dont claim that i'd think too much or what. this is too "good" to be true le. no matter how much i work and slave, financial will still occur. no matter how hard i tried to save, there'll always have some happenings that required me to fork out my savings. then, i was forced to buy a 25years saving insurance by mama. i bought another one secretly. that means i've got 2 now (shhh! dont leak out please! mama dont know about that!) after some calculation, i'll only receive that sum of savings at the age of 42. hahas. middle life. see that?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sometimes, your life is just as fixed. it's what people called "fate".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when i was at my dad's funeral, someone did told me this: "dont be sad even if your dad had left you. his leaving will only mean giving another guy a chance to replace your dad, who showered you so much love before." that time, that friend of mine claimed that "replacement" as to be bank. hahas. yes he did replace. but not totally. but i'm contented enough, to just have this wonderful buddy in my life. i'm still touched by that sentence of his on the day we became buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"to me, you can only have one real buddy in your whole lifetime."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm blessed. blessed with what i have now. are you blessed? dont worry if you're not! we can share mine together ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*switched channel*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A and B. both have lots of similarities. one, landed on the earth on the same day, month and year. two, as tall. three, as skinny. four, resembles each other. five, has the same pattern in striking a conversation with you. six, throw the same question to you at the same time. seven, as cheeky. eight, love to change topics. nine, money seems nothing yet is something to them. ten, always "bully" me. eleven, love not to straighten out their thoughts. twelve, either dont reply your questions asked or give a huge chunk of replies to you and left you blurred. the list just goes on and on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jas and joyce think they're long-lost twins. hahas. jas asked me to have their DNA tested. funny. but it's really freaky to have meet two persons who's so alike. amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*channel switched*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just now had a bet with wen. if i sell more than 15 copies today, he'll treat me lunch, anything. if i lost, i'll treat him the most well-known chicken rice in my school. no doubt, he won. i managed to sell 7 only. hahas. not gotta feel bad cause i only worked half day - 6 hours. and it's a weekday. hahas. never mind, this meal is worth treating, cause the food is real great! just got back from his blog. hahas. this is funny. very funny. cant stop shouting out "huh" and laughing at the same time. he tagged in his own blog saying "muahaha the jie not ur admirer meh!" *rolling on the floor*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*tuning channel*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sorry! no channel found! got to knock off le. later got to work again cause ivy's sick, switching shift with her. poor girl. lucky got yaya, brought her to get this super incredibly good cough syrup wahhahahas~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yAwnZZzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258172-111160882971841773?l=mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/feeds/111160882971841773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258172&amp;postID=111160882971841773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111160882971841773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258172/posts/default/111160882971841773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimosa-touchmenot.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-awake.html' title='i&apos;m awake!'/><author><name>-YayA-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597782426963855146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
