<?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-32073038</id><updated>2012-01-08T01:47:08.483+08:00</updated><category term='self'/><category term='habits'/><category term='boyfriend'/><category term='driving'/><category term='baby'/><category term='studies'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>my lucrative dream</title><subtitle type='html'>For my rants and raves. 
My toy for major boredom.
Oh and i love soccer. &amp;lt;3</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>294</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-6631547867457897821</id><published>2010-05-16T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:11:04.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>felt, feel, heart</title><content type='html'>its time i should blogged more i guess (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been clubbing too often. to pursue that lost feeling.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of happiness. but don't know why its just lost to me.&lt;br /&gt;its like i really believed that drinking makes me really happy and high but not gone. i'm so complicated that i don't know what really am i looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've always been inferior, its getting worse now, so jasmine, please be contented. life's should be good, am i adding more sparks to my life or are those just bullshitz? it's okay really. thats when we will all learn, don't you agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6631547867457897821?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6631547867457897821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6631547867457897821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6631547867457897821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6631547867457897821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/05/felt-feel-heart.html' title='felt, feel, heart'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3095363210499483259</id><published>2010-05-01T04:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T04:22:22.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newww start! =)</title><content type='html'>new skin; new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do away with the old. i love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days. muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3095363210499483259?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3095363210499483259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3095363210499483259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3095363210499483259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3095363210499483259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/05/newww-start.html' title='newww start! =)'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-5543488261889874285</id><published>2010-05-01T03:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T03:53:00.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>destroyer</title><content type='html'>Its like i'm slowly trying hard not to think. of those moments which were wrong. yes, so wrong. i don't wanna brand myself as smth bad. i just gotta forget and forgive and carry on with my freaking life. life will be good. once boyfriend is back. days without him is totally horrible. i'm just destroying myself ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-5543488261889874285?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/5543488261889874285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=5543488261889874285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5543488261889874285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5543488261889874285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/05/destroyer.html' title='destroyer'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8032118128047080745</id><published>2010-04-30T04:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T04:34:56.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>club slut</title><content type='html'>Life's getting all the ups and downs. More than i can ever bear. More that i ever wanna think about it. Unstability. This is what im feeling now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never ever will do this anymore. Knowing that its completely wrong, yet i did it. Thinking that i'll get the so call satisfaction that i wanted. Fml. Fuck you jasmine. You are filthy. Mentally. Absolutely. Just fuck off, don't ever appear.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sorry hon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8032118128047080745?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8032118128047080745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8032118128047080745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8032118128047080745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8032118128047080745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/04/club-slut.html' title='club slut'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-9149780020694161721</id><published>2010-02-27T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:24:45.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 days back to you</title><content type='html'>so happy! met up with the lovely girls today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days more, its less than 2 weeks (: i love you baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-9149780020694161721?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1217659454404132800</id><published>2010-02-24T04:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:06:20.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gmarket tsk!</title><content type='html'>that freaking gmarket is making me so broke. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;stop buying anything jasmine. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my article 2pages each ): for MM assignment, and lecturer say will get penalised badly ): ouch! thats such a dampener. no mood no mood arghhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1217659454404132800?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1217659454404132800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1217659454404132800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1217659454404132800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1217659454404132800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/02/gmarket-tsk.html' title='gmarket tsk!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7682420443779907578</id><published>2010-02-22T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T03:40:30.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my baby who is in the jungle</title><content type='html'>baby, i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;no idea why i seem so lost without you.&lt;br /&gt;it just aint the same, with you in the jungles of brunei and in sg camp.&lt;br /&gt;feels so torturing over there.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't help thinking bout you.&lt;br /&gt;and listening to our song: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ohh wooaahhh) x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you love me&lt;br /&gt;I know you care&lt;br /&gt;Just shout whenever, &lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;You want my love&lt;br /&gt;You want my heart&lt;br /&gt;And we would never, ever, ever be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we an item?&lt;br /&gt;Girl quit playin'&lt;br /&gt;We're just friends, &lt;br /&gt;What are you sayin'?&lt;br /&gt;Say there's another and look right in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;My first love, broke my heart for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ooh&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby noo&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd always be mine (mine)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby noo&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd always be mine (mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, I would have done whatever&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't believe we ain't together&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wanna play it cool &lt;br /&gt;While I'm losin you&lt;br /&gt;I'll buy you anything&lt;br /&gt;I'll buy you any ring&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm in pieces&lt;br /&gt;Baby fix me&lt;br /&gt;And just shake me till you wake me from this bad dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't believe my first love won't be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby noo&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd always be mine (mine)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby noo&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd always be mine (mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ludacris)&lt;br /&gt;When I was 13, I had my first love&lt;br /&gt;There was nobody compared to my baby&lt;br /&gt;And nobody came between us, no one could ever come above&lt;br /&gt;She had me going crazy, oh I was star-struck, &lt;br /&gt;She woke me up daily, don't need no Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;She made my heart pound, I skip a beat when I see her in the street&lt;br /&gt;And at school on the playground but I really wanna see her on the weekend&lt;br /&gt;She knows she got me dazing cuz she was so amazing&lt;br /&gt;And now my heart is breaking but I just keep on saying... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby noo&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd always be mine (mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby ohhh&lt;br /&gt;Like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby, noo&lt;br /&gt;Like&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, bay ohh&lt;br /&gt;I though you'd always be mine (mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all gone, gone, gone, gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn,i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7682420443779907578?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7682420443779907578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7682420443779907578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7682420443779907578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7682420443779907578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-my-baby-who-is-in-jungle.html' title='to my baby who is in the jungle'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-6720802221373182060</id><published>2010-02-18T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:57:06.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm crushed by dateline</title><content type='html'>hahah happy CNY to all! hope you guys received it (: hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;sanee has taken off for brunei on 16 feb or rather 17 feb 0255hrs. for 21 days. is it long, is it short? i've no idea too. i don't know what i'm feeling now. i feel okay. maybe cos the assignments are piling up, and i'm kinda worried bout that? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better do my scrapbook first. dateline pretty soon. like tmr? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6720802221373182060?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6720802221373182060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6720802221373182060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6720802221373182060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6720802221373182060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-crushed-by-dateline.html' title='i&apos;m crushed by dateline'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-6007416383919088096</id><published>2010-02-11T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:26:44.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loyal fan</title><content type='html'>yet another day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my loyal fan, Mr. Liu:&lt;br /&gt;haha. thanks for your lunch and safra in flowerpot (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading my blog and keeping up with the updates.&lt;br /&gt;for asking me why i'm emo-ing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being such a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;so i hereby, wanna say THANK YOU MY FRIEND BUT PLEASE COMMENT LEH.&lt;br /&gt;else i feel like blog's so dead. hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6007416383919088096?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6007416383919088096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6007416383919088096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6007416383919088096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6007416383919088096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/02/loyal-fan.html' title='loyal fan'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1438882719460223598</id><published>2010-02-11T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T01:08:51.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spring cleaninggg</title><content type='html'>did smth interesting and old-school last night resulting in my lack of sleep. and therefore causing me not to hear baby's fone calls this morning ):&lt;br /&gt;i miss you neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally sent them today (: HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring clean my entire room. omgosh. its totally terrible. threw away a nike ): cos i know i won't be wearing it anymore. still kinda sad thou. and shooo away all the dust.&lt;br /&gt;don't know is because i took the meal replacement and didn't get enuff energy or it was too dusty. i was craving for food the entire day ): control please jasmine! and &lt;br /&gt;ha-chooing all the way. sneeze and runny nose really dampened my day man. butbut. at least my room looks wayyy better... by a lil (: *happys*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i better start studying. my assignment haven do. and i only spring-cleaned half way hahaha. still got the other half. so my room's like half clean, half messy haha =x but im getting a tad too lazy to move my bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 21ST XUE YUAN (aka yuan yuan :D:D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1438882719460223598?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1438882719460223598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1438882719460223598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1438882719460223598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1438882719460223598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/02/spring-cleaninggg.html' title='spring cleaninggg'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1496719732160623195</id><published>2010-02-09T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T16:46:32.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>palm reading</title><content type='html'>went for palm reading today.. and its kinda good i guess.&lt;br /&gt;truth and half-truth.&lt;br /&gt;its up to whether i believe or not.&lt;br /&gt;but frankly speaking i really do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa again ysd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgGrTBwaI/AAAAAAAAA0g/3P68IKhVwr0/s1600-h/sentosa+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgGrTBwaI/AAAAAAAAA0g/3P68IKhVwr0/s320/sentosa+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436161524286734754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgHPQ4xPI/AAAAAAAAA0o/6oiUVk-ODHA/s1600-h/sentosa+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgHPQ4xPI/AAAAAAAAA0o/6oiUVk-ODHA/s320/sentosa+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436161533941433586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgHoXRM8I/AAAAAAAAA0w/-b2t8sJX-FY/s1600-h/sentosa+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgHoXRM8I/AAAAAAAAA0w/-b2t8sJX-FY/s320/sentosa+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436161540679087042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgIAnHKrI/AAAAAAAAA04/FO50AQ57QCs/s1600-h/sentosa+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgIAnHKrI/AAAAAAAAA04/FO50AQ57QCs/s320/sentosa+063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436161547187989170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgIr133xI/AAAAAAAAA1A/IcYrALkHKnA/s1600-h/sentosa+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgIr133xI/AAAAAAAAA1A/IcYrALkHKnA/s320/sentosa+070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436161558792625938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to pack my room. its way tooo messy. dumb me. i forgot to bring my fone out again. missed a call from baby ): i miss you. hmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1496719732160623195?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1496719732160623195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1496719732160623195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1496719732160623195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1496719732160623195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/02/palm-reading.html' title='palm reading'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S3EgGrTBwaI/AAAAAAAAA0g/3P68IKhVwr0/s72-c/sentosa+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8739640694018262947</id><published>2010-02-07T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:44:39.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum's day</title><content type='html'>Today is said fuck right in my dad's face. ): hmm should have change to shit. &lt;br /&gt;or smth. does this sounds much better? hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pon thurs lesson just to celebrate mum's bday with her, but i was so shack from not slping for almost 2-3 days&lt;br /&gt;that i fell aslp at the hair salon mum's at. i only rmb mum was doing her hair, and i was trying my very best&lt;br /&gt;not to let her see that i'm literally falling asleep or dead asleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;only to woke up to mum saying, your turn. you wanna perm? i was super groggy and i was like HUH??&lt;br /&gt;den i sat on the chair and try to come to a decision, perm or not. but lala-land was too hard to resist..&lt;br /&gt;so i sat there and nod off haha. think that should be their cue that i agreed. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;i was really so tired that everything is fine with me, as long as mum's happy.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate the curly part when its wet. ESP when its wet! its totally auntyish. omg. its damn terrible ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27a4kYMDDI/AAAAAAAAAzo/mS6-FRBTqhA/s1600-h/sentosa+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27a4kYMDDI/AAAAAAAAAzo/mS6-FRBTqhA/s320/sentosa+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435522465655426098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27a5UrL2dI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rGhinDhnXT4/s1600-h/sentosa+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27a5UrL2dI/AAAAAAAAAzw/rGhinDhnXT4/s320/sentosa+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435522478620006866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is the cake i bake for my mum. and its superrrrrrrrrrr AW....FUL ):&lt;br /&gt;it taste like hmm "fa gao" or "huat kuey". ahha except its mango flavour.&lt;br /&gt;it really is a disappointment. ): but can see mummy dun mind. :D she's happy to hear birthday song early in the morning hahah. shall learn better next time (:&lt;br /&gt;den can bake for my lovely baby next time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sentosa have lunch with beloved. sorry i was super late babe. and then went tanning (in the rain) with dus, haha. the weather was so -.-" i said rain rain go away~~ and it rained harder. i was feeling so emoo hahah. but managed to sun a lil before it starts to rain all over a again haha. and i finally saw wavehouse =x so noob. more pictures if i'm going there tmr. haha i go remake my sentosa membership cos they say cant renew. lol. must make use of opportunities right! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fMFSOaFI/AAAAAAAAAz4/IZZi4wQ8LU4/s1600-h/sentosa+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fMFSOaFI/AAAAAAAAAz4/IZZi4wQ8LU4/s320/sentosa+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435527198952810578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fN8DpxoI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/W_PKKxM1syc/s1600-h/sentosa+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fN8DpxoI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/W_PKKxM1syc/s320/sentosa+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435527230835508866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fMfHpmVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/TmqffEZcPMk/s1600-h/sentosa+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fMfHpmVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/TmqffEZcPMk/s320/sentosa+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435527205887777106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fMyuCPqI/AAAAAAAAA0I/saGV_8LbkDM/s1600-h/sentosa+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fMyuCPqI/AAAAAAAAA0I/saGV_8LbkDM/s320/sentosa+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435527211149049506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fNV1XFvI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/kYyvy0bRXDc/s1600-h/sentosa+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27fNV1XFvI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/kYyvy0bRXDc/s320/sentosa+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435527220575016690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8739640694018262947?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8739640694018262947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8739640694018262947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8739640694018262947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8739640694018262947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/02/mums-day.html' title='Mum&apos;s day'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S27a4kYMDDI/AAAAAAAAAzo/mS6-FRBTqhA/s72-c/sentosa+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3609137059715217398</id><published>2010-02-04T04:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T04:45:44.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday surprise~</title><content type='html'>i stayed awake for up to 48 hours. haha. absurd. just to finish that bloody essay. jasmine why can't you just learn your lesson and move on. why must you repeat the wrong stuffs over and over again? do you want to drive yourself crazy/mad/dead? hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its been so long since i've closed my eyes. sleep escape me. no idea why. thinking of darling, trekking/sleeping/on alert in the jungle/forest of tekong... why must army always take our love ones away. damn. feeling emo. guess its due to the lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just went fairprice at 3am in the morning, to get some ingredients (: making a cake for my mum. okay, i know its such an ungodly hour to do such things. but after the measuring here, mixing there, microwaving and tada, finally its in the 'steamer'. hopefully the cake succeed. else i'll have no surprise nor present for mummy ): its not exactly a steamer, its like hmmm some huge thing that can bake chicken? HAHA. omg! i heard the "TING!" sound! means the cake is ready. hahaah. think i'll just leave it there, later must wake up at 6am, to surprise my mummy, better get an hr rest. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days without baby greeting me morning, telling me to sleep well at night. is a living hell. is this the kind of feeling that makes people feel/know that the guy is the one you wanna live with for the rest of your life. cos without him, you just live your life in a blur. trying to speed up the days, getting through your life meaninglessly just wanting it to pass by quick enough that it'll be sat, when i'll get to see baby again. to hear his sweet voice. telling me, hello (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. time to check on the cake and yeapppp. i've finished the bloody essay but but but, there's another one to go. and test in a few weeks time. damn. and i pon school today cos student service is closed alrdy, no point going down when all i want is to hand in my paper. anddd i missed 3 chapters of marketing management. -.- that lecturer is a helluva timebomb. i never go teach so much, i attend the lesson only 1 chapt a day. hmmm. life's unfair, so why not try dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im sounding damn emo. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LI MEI MEI! &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY! ~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3609137059715217398?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3609137059715217398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3609137059715217398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3609137059715217398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3609137059715217398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday-surprise.html' title='birthday surprise~'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-2540582834049668051</id><published>2010-02-03T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:31:20.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fight the world, here i go</title><content type='html'>am i becoming more cynical. more mean and critical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i have noticed friends around me changing. subtle changes that are not noticeable unless scrutinized upon. and i start to wonder after today's incident, have i changed a lot over the few years, over the months. will becoming more confident as a person dimmed my empathy and destroyed that humble heart that was once there? i used to remember myself as a shy kid. wonder where have she gone to now? have being more sociable in some sense makes me lose some directions, in the way i behave, conduct myself? actually i will never know, i can reflect all i want, but my conscious mind might be restraining some information from me, that my subconsciousness is trying her damn best to let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after today, i'll think hard. how i want my life to be. its quite tiring sometimes. aint the world just full of pretense everywhere. masked. defense mechanism all in set. trying to fight an invisible world full of pride, ego and self-referent logic.&lt;br /&gt;jasmine, its time you keep to yourself. be the person you wanna be. stop trying to entertain the whole world so that they'll be by your side. stop fighting loneliness when you know it will always be there. stop pushing yourself to be happy, carefree and open when you're not. being depressed isn't the end. its the start of picking yourself up once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-2540582834049668051?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/2540582834049668051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=2540582834049668051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2540582834049668051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2540582834049668051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/02/fight-world-here-i-go.html' title='fight the world, here i go'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1522389865632466907</id><published>2010-01-31T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:42:27.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby and his likes (:</title><content type='html'>while we were on the cab...&lt;br /&gt;asked darling his list of fav. food.&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef hor fun; siew mai; egg tart; chocolate, ice cream, jasmine (hehe just kidding xp); chicken rice; laksa cup noodle (maybe the real thing too); rojak (but only the tau pok and the you tiao) ; oyster omelette (only the egg part, not oyster); and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. he such a wasteful person. who order oyster omelette and only eat egg. hahah. its quite funny how we people are yarh. and thou i so wanna luff at him, i'm also like this haha. thats what we usually do, eat egg and leave oysters aside lol. maybe next time we should consider ordering just egg omelette from the zi char stall huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went RI again for the real ceremony too. and walked to J8 from there. and REALISED OMFG. its walkable distance and its really damn near. omg. we were really taken for a ride. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aand we took a bus home. long journey and slept throughout (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pissed. why am i so lazy ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday 30th Jan, met george at 3pm at PS. my dad was sooo good to drove me there BUT! there's THAIPUSAM that day and damn. the way to PS was blocked. and so no choice, have to go some where else. and thats not the main prob. the main prob is ERP! so *BEEP*, there goes my dad's $1. he was like, haiyo.. and making a few rounds he turned into the fort canning tunnel. and then OH NO *BEEP*, there goes his $1.50 or $2. woahh he "HOT" alrdy. started his nagging. so i go.. sorry sorry! you can dropped me anywhere :D so he just dropped me in the middle of the road, ehh not exactly MIDDLE. but at the side of the road but its nowhere near the traffic light. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to catch HACHIKO that day. hmm but i dun like dogsss. and its alrdy selling fast when we reached. but the seats only left first row with random seats, no place for 6 person i think. george checked the other timings and got the same response. 1st row, 2nd row. damn. so changed to LEGION haha. so amin, jing lin, noor, george, aaron and me went for the movie. hmm think they dun like it? cos everyone start saying ehh whats the story about after we finished the movie. ahahs. i like leh. surprisingly! maybe cos i recently watched too many gore film. no impact, ehh or rather LOW impact haha. cos i did held on to jing lin for a few moments haha! like the daybreakers and stuff. i really find the film not bad heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WbxlRKooI/AAAAAAAAAzY/ilAPEnjz1U8/s1600-h/legion_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WbxlRKooI/AAAAAAAAAzY/ilAPEnjz1U8/s320/legion_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432919801612378754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to PIZZA HUT for dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPWi-lOJI/AAAAAAAAAxw/YC6H2Xl4pTM/s1600-h/class+outing+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPWi-lOJI/AAAAAAAAAxw/YC6H2Xl4pTM/s320/class+outing+005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432906143001557138"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPXd4zZXI/AAAAAAAAAx4/7tvFT3KdHWg/s1600-h/class+outing+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPXd4zZXI/AAAAAAAAAx4/7tvFT3KdHWg/s320/class+outing+007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432906158815012210"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPX5nhVRI/AAAAAAAAAyA/nm9JQ45mcmM/s1600-h/class+outing+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPX5nhVRI/AAAAAAAAAyA/nm9JQ45mcmM/s320/class+outing+013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432906166258717970"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPYeQD_hI/AAAAAAAAAyI/-hM0k-wM2LY/s1600-h/class+outing+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPYeQD_hI/AAAAAAAAAyI/-hM0k-wM2LY/s320/class+outing+014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432906176092438034"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPZK7vNSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/deP-NIHfycA/s1600-h/class+outing+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WPZK7vNSI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/deP-NIHfycA/s320/class+outing+017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432906188086785314"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went off to find tiac tiac they all agt fish market upstairs to celebrate tiac tiac's 21st in advance :D&lt;br /&gt;after the long long dinner that we had, went to Rochor tau huay :D ahha i had this tau huay twice a day man. cos just ate with george and noor earlier in the afternoon haha! and tiac cut cake there (: hope he'll be so happy so happy everyday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby came when everybody's leaving haha. caught 14 blades with weiyi, fred and their friend andy i think. yeap. heheh baby parked at the Grange carpark oppo cine. damn THERE'S A HELL-LOAD of bird shit there man! sent the rest home before we went to some bedok/tanah merah corner to have supper. it was like 2+ am alrdy. ahah. watched alil of chealsea/burnley match and HOME SWEET HOME! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Blades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2Wbx6kTYVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Kqtj5i_kWBE/s1600-h/m_14blades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2Wbx6kTYVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Kqtj5i_kWBE/s320/m_14blades.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432919807329788242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the moment i opened my eyes. its was the next day at 12.41pm DAMN! supposed to meet the girls at vivo at 2pm before li mei mei who'll arrive at 3pm! hahah gone. firstly, i placed the extra set of clothes on my bed and forgot to pack inside my bag. yesp so gotta borrow a set of clothes, shower, write card to li mei mei and omgzxz so many things to do. oh ya! buy cake! i'm nt sure whether vivo has good cake shops not, so went bedok to get first. run ard here and there. and with baby speeding throughout the journey, managed to reach vivo at 3pm LOL. and tada! only have estee and hanhan. yay! means im not that late too huh! haha thanks darling for driving me there! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love spending time with the girls, talking, camwhoring and just update bout daily life. feels good huh. and li mei mei reached, follwed by vyz at ard 4pm. and we start our picnic off with sandwiches from estee. I LOVE TUNA :D and crepe with hotdogs from hanhan. so nice. hanhan's dad is really great man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU0jYv4nI/AAAAAAAAAyg/jhySCfb6XbA/s1600-h/class+outing+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU0jYv4nI/AAAAAAAAAyg/jhySCfb6XbA/s320/class+outing+027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432912156065522290"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU1HJX_sI/AAAAAAAAAyo/SSYGGAodOAM/s1600-h/class+outing+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU1HJX_sI/AAAAAAAAAyo/SSYGGAodOAM/s320/class+outing+033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432912165664718530"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU1pW7WTI/AAAAAAAAAyw/wNEuJ8cWAT4/s1600-h/class+outing+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU1pW7WTI/AAAAAAAAAyw/wNEuJ8cWAT4/s320/class+outing+034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432912174848366898"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah then suddenly has a band playing. yesp its was quite entertaining :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU0F4houI/AAAAAAAAAyY/WkbSskSpcts/s1600-h/class+outing+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU0F4houI/AAAAAAAAAyY/WkbSskSpcts/s320/class+outing+024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432912148145742562"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ae85975f53f36a81" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae85975f53f36a81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329909925%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E77C57BDE13D2DF8D935620586EF131FD7C3E1D.A55C36C004947E603C99B7D9592D4DEBA208444%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae85975f53f36a81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1nzswXdZsZOKh-LguJqkkuMg4pU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dae85975f53f36a81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329909925%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E77C57BDE13D2DF8D935620586EF131FD7C3E1D.A55C36C004947E603C99B7D9592D4DEBA208444%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dae85975f53f36a81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1nzswXdZsZOKh-LguJqkkuMg4pU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we finally took out our secret weapon after i managed to borrow a lighter from a smoker in a non-smoking area. estee and i were like trying to spot smokers among everyone there haha =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU2MpUbQI/AAAAAAAAAy4/fT4btb4CB8c/s1600-h/class+outing+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WU2MpUbQI/AAAAAAAAAy4/fT4btb4CB8c/s320/class+outing+039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432912184320748802"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then is the guese-what-is-your-present game that we always never fail to play. haha and the birthday girl has to like agonise for like super longgg before she came out with perfume? and we are like YESS!&lt;br /&gt;and this is how it looks like (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WXNmrNTtI/AAAAAAAAAzA/TaRo6SS_yhM/s1600-h/BeDelicious3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WXNmrNTtI/AAAAAAAAAzA/TaRo6SS_yhM/s320/BeDelicious3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432914785468239570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met baby at harbourfront taxi stand and cab back to JP. hmm lazyyy. damn bad. cos baby gotta rush to cut hair, buy cup noodles and dinner before hurrying back to camp ma... hehe excusesss :p and so.. first time i felt so reluctant to let him go. as in not the first but its been very long since i tear when i have to send him off. made baby sad too, i'm sorry. i want everlasting hug. hmmm that gonna wait till you return from you 4 or 5 days field camp in tekong. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm think im having an earlobe infection, so its freakingly painful when touched and it looks like it gonna get bigger, gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ends off this whiny wheeny post with chui pictures of us, using my chui yet lovable cammy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WXOYo-xNI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qgAFqVBCKzM/s1600-h/class+outing+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WXOYo-xNI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qgAFqVBCKzM/s320/class+outing+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432914798880670930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WXO-l56VI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/OJF6G-XnSGI/s1600-h/class+outing+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WXO-l56VI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/OJF6G-XnSGI/s320/class+outing+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432914809068317010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3068804020289095936?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ae85975f53f36a81&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3068804020289095936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3068804020289095936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3068804020289095936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3068804020289095936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/celebrations-and-fun.html' title='celebrations and fun!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S2WbxlRKooI/AAAAAAAAAzY/ilAPEnjz1U8/s72-c/legion_movie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7186039705105519249</id><published>2010-01-30T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T03:09:41.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taxi driver is soo pek cek.</title><content type='html'>taxi driver really pissed me off today. hmurph.&lt;br /&gt;me: uncle, go RI, Raffles Institution&lt;br /&gt;uncle: huh? jiang hua yu, bu dong yin yu (speak chinese can, i don't know english)&lt;br /&gt;me: erm at 1 raffles institution lane that side&lt;br /&gt;uncle: OH! (and begins to drive)&lt;br /&gt;me: *thinking* wtf, why go PIE. uncle ni yao qu na li? yao qu lai huo shi shu yuan (uncle where are you going? go raffles institution)&lt;br /&gt;uncle: WHAT WHAT WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;me: dus faster call for help. and so we got to know the address is ard bishan strt 21.&lt;br /&gt;uncle started his scolding/preaching and so on...&lt;br /&gt;uncle: WHY YOU NEVER SAY EARLIER. cos he was bringing us to raffles that side. raffles city/place smwhr huh. BISHAN SAY BISHAN LA. SAY RAFFLES FOR WHAT. MUST SAY RJC, IF YOU SAY RJC I KNOW HOW TO GO! HAIYA~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;thats when everything begins to jam.&lt;br /&gt;Wah damn pek cek i tell you. ): i'm so pissed i wanna pinch and bite him. argh.&lt;br /&gt;cos in the first place we dun wanna go RJC even thou they are tgt, but we want the RI side cos we were told to go thr. so we just say RI la. *cries and start feeling pissed all over again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm am i PMS-ing. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASMINE you have to stop being mean to your boyfriend understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yes mdm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYNA! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7186039705105519249?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7186039705105519249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7186039705105519249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7186039705105519249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7186039705105519249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/taxi-driver-is-soo-pek-cek.html' title='taxi driver is soo pek cek.'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7864199641703207559</id><published>2010-01-29T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T02:19:05.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressededed</title><content type='html'>i'm so stressed up over my individual essay.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm totally clueless and yet i have to squeeze out smth and hopefully breeze through this freaking disaster. damn. its hard. am i slacked to the max or having too many commitments? no ideaaaa. stressed leh baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working tmr with dus. thanks xt (: den will have moneyy $$$$ :D&lt;br /&gt;and damn. i bought a meal replacement. lucky the person say can next week transfer money. yipee! cos it'll be feb :D MONEYY. i feel so fucking poor that i think i'm gonna start working next mth. no more sponging off darling. he's such a poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so happy to have cute talk with him every night. haha. this is prolly the one and only dailies that keep me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HASYNA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JCC shooooooo. dun like. its getting nearer. argh. dun take away my darling pleaseeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7864199641703207559?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7864199641703207559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7864199641703207559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7864199641703207559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7864199641703207559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/stressededed.html' title='stressededed'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7263729746415763876</id><published>2010-01-25T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T01:31:43.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darling i love you</title><content type='html'>i finally told you my thoughts. i hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;we cried. we hug. we try not to think.&lt;br /&gt;but baby, aint the problem always be there darling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you time, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't have 7-8 years, waiting for an answer from you.&lt;br /&gt;i guess you know it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love today. i felt duper loved. i think you felt it too.&lt;br /&gt;i always enjoy pending for you, and when finally see you, it's like a YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;the future scares me. but i'll try not to let you feel that you are facing it alone, like a lone warrior.&lt;br /&gt;cos baby, i wanna have lil sanees and jasmines with you. playing and fooling ard with them. playing the jumping-in-the-sack (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for your test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7263729746415763876?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7263729746415763876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7263729746415763876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7263729746415763876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7263729746415763876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/darling-i-love-you.html' title='darling i love you'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7374461516259341312</id><published>2010-01-23T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:29:38.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spacebar yousuck lehh</title><content type='html'>caught two movies with dus and wh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly was:&lt;br /&gt;Daybreaker at Shaw Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aircon there is freakingly cold.zomggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly was:&lt;br /&gt;The Spy Next Door at iLumaBugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad i suppose (: but can see that jackiechan is really getting old. as in the face and such.hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i thought i was doing a good deed.to clean my lappy's keyboard. i pluck out the letters one by one to clean the dust away. and now my spacebar is not working as effectively and efficiently. damn. f the spacebar,its been getting on my nerve for a couple of days alrdy):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like so damn broke that i dun even know why the hell am i living for.&lt;br /&gt;assignments deadline nearing. tp test date far far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andimiss my boy a lot ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7374461516259341312?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7374461516259341312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7374461516259341312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7374461516259341312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7374461516259341312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/spacebar-yousuck-lehh.html' title='spacebar yousuck lehh'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1756384720723520501</id><published>2010-01-21T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T04:16:14.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i ran i ran...ABIT (:</title><content type='html'>no wonder why, keep finding marketing management a tad quite boring. hmm.. isit the lecturer, isit i sat too far behind, isit my contacts ):&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea. totally lack concentration. bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cleaned my keyboard today. you know the lappy keyboard. yes that. i pluck out the keys and wipe the dust one by one. now my space bar is spoiled #@%#&amp;*^&amp;^%&lt;br /&gt;i have to like press real hard, like "PONG" one time. hmm abit taxing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky got wh acc me (: thanks bro (: so we ran like 2.4 IPPT today hahah. in the night its so cooling (: den for the rest of the 3-4 hrs we sat ard and talkcocksingsong LOL. and i ate cup noodle. damn. replenish back all the fats alrdy. hmmmm ):&lt;br /&gt;at least i exercised a bit right. GO ZUZANA GO! &lt;- my idol :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1756384720723520501?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1756384720723520501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1756384720723520501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1756384720723520501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1756384720723520501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-ran-i-ranabit.html' title='i ran i ran...ABIT (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-6908801851950703090</id><published>2010-01-20T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:12:51.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY go awayyy Shooo~</title><content type='html'>had presentation today (:&lt;br /&gt;went hmm quite alright i guess. just that, i learnt that, not everytime the art of dividing work among ourselves work. cos when everyone just take 1 qn, and only focus on our part.. we forgot the most impt part which is the flow of the answers.&lt;br /&gt;thats actually what the lecturer wanna see. oh wells its over. if its bad, hope the other group and pull us up up with their marks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up too late to have lunch woth wh. sorry! next tue yarh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booked a date with shu pigg on 29th. excited*yays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pondering what to get for fren's 21st. aww everyone's celebrating twenty-first this year! its hard to get a creative and surprising gift. oh man, better keep to being practical i guess haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby called me today (: even msged me a lil. glad that he hasn't fell into some holes and all. and is back safely in his bunk. he's going brunei soon. 3rd day of CNY. this is the 1st year i don't wish that cny comes so fast ):&lt;br /&gt;i wanna club the whole of 3 weeks. so that my days will pass by faster. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;am i dumb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY QU WANG WANG!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6908801851950703090?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6908801851950703090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6908801851950703090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6908801851950703090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6908801851950703090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/cny-go-awayyy-shooo.html' title='CNY go awayyy Shooo~'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7431661297366241943</id><published>2010-01-18T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T00:08:04.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all about us</title><content type='html'>went for driving stimulator today? simulator? ehh okay, its call DS (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not too bad. hehe accident once only =x the rest so many times lo. heh. so proud!&lt;br /&gt;doing presentation slides now. and preparing to send everything tonight. hopefully i guess. just realised quite a number of places needto edit. hmmm. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling injured his knee-behind. my fren say its due to strain. need to rest to recover. ): but he has no time. he walked with a limp now. and can't run. hopefully its temporarily. today still go outfield ): hope he dun fall into any drains or whatsoever. *pray pray hard hard* that he clear his gold ippt. else they'll make him retake &amp; retake. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why suddenly miss sanee quite a lot. have been mean to him recently. don't know why. maybe cause i keep doubting our future tgt. no matter how i look, its just so bleak. but he's just so cute &amp; loving. i couldn't resist. he makes me hopeful. even though odds here and there might be against us. if we stay as one tgt, what's left to fear. i love you. please take good care of your leg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7431661297366241943?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7431661297366241943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7431661297366241943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7431661297366241943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7431661297366241943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-all-about-us.html' title='it&apos;s all about us'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-2338293380227676013</id><published>2010-01-14T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T02:43:50.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habits'/><title type='text'>unhappy nehxxzzx</title><content type='html'>hmmm been feeling freaking tired and vulgar recently. feeling like i'm losing myself.&lt;br /&gt;my left wrist hurts at times and my right eye hurts like a bruise. just like last time. and my habit came back. something i should really abstain from. no more jasmine. today shall be the last. sleep early and drag your ass up, cos there's driving tmr. awww everyday is like a freak routine. im damn tired of my lifestyle. ): i'm unhappy nehhhxzxxzx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-2338293380227676013?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/2338293380227676013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=2338293380227676013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2338293380227676013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2338293380227676013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/unhappy-nehxxzzx.html' title='unhappy nehxxzzx'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7177575059186261007</id><published>2010-01-13T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T03:34:13.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>oh why oh why is my baby so dumb!</title><content type='html'>attended consumer behaviour class today. finally got all 10 members (: definitely greatt but we have to draw lots to decide which topic we are gonna work on. and suay suay, i was the last one to drew that lot and its bloody hell next tue. fuck. sundays burnt again. studies getting more and more intense. hmmm no time for baby. no time for myself. no time for friendssss ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope laine's feeling much better. and i still find the best way is to live better than ever. hope you can do it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling's so blur. haha his fone got confiscated by the officers ): cos they dint lock their bunk door. and the officers wanna teach thm a lesson. oh wells. no hp for 3 days. machiam fieldcamp like that. haha but he still can fb me, so not that bad. lol and his running implicated his ippt. haha i shall starve him when i meet him. no macs, no fastfood. just my leftovers. how sweet hehehehe. *evil laughs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's meeting suan ting ting, and i'm still updating this and that. i'm so dead. hope i don't collapse and die tmr. hurhur. and and and. my left wrist hurts ): quite a lot, esp when i exert a lil pressure. oh why oh why! i want soccer this sat! can i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7177575059186261007?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7177575059186261007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7177575059186261007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7177575059186261007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7177575059186261007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-why-oh-why-is-my-baby-so-dumb.html' title='oh why oh why is my baby so dumb!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-2239674582409349589</id><published>2010-01-09T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:30:01.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day which is supposed to b happy but...</title><content type='html'>went to msia today. cos gotta acc family there. supposed to meet my dearest darling and go for sj bday surprise. -.- plan spoilt. why i didn't push the msia trip away and go on with my plans? causeeee i don't know how, seeing mom sad and then angry at me for spoiling the happy trip makes me feel damn guilty for god-knows-how-long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom called me to ask dus along. cause that time she promised to bring him to msia with us when he gotten his passport renewed. yep so he went with us. we realllly shopped a lot. or rather, he shopped a lot haha. cause i kept pushing lotsa clothes to him to try. my legs really aches at the end of the day man. its been so long since i exercised. i can really feel and see mybody changing every single day. fat to fatter. fuck. i'm gonna be obese soon. super demoralising to my self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomly took an eye check-up today. cause its was at the atrium and well we were there. awww said dustin's eyes are healthier than his age. and well mine's like a 40 yrs old eyes ARGHHHHHH. HOW CAN THIS BEEE! jasmine you can start remembering all those late nights (like now), all those dim light reading, all those chionging before exam without sleep, etc. damn. i think i brought it upon myself. shithead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we sat around the table. waiting for the dishes to be ready. i looked. even thou some were not at ease with the situation, at least there wasn't frowns and slits eyes. everyone is calm. but why can't they behave like this with baby around. it makes me sad. makes me think of why it's so hard to be tgt. whether it's right to give up. cause it's overwhelming me. i feel like dying, maybe. somehow i feel that my heart's halfway into grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's roses are withering ): its depressing to see them in this state. how i wish i have some flower magic to revive them. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHANY S.J on the 9th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUSTIN LEE on the 10th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DA JIE on the 10th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: this is januaryyyyyy haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-2239674582409349589?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/2239674582409349589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=2239674582409349589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2239674582409349589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2239674582409349589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/went-to-msia-today.html' title='a day which is supposed to b happy but...'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-5961856805814310413</id><published>2010-01-09T02:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T02:32:54.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><title type='text'>drive drive drive</title><content type='html'>did U-turn and upslope today. not too bad. quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;wide divider - turn 1 round&lt;br /&gt;narrow divider - turn fully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. thats all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been blogshopping too much.&lt;br /&gt;time to cut down and head to bed! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-5961856805814310413?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/5961856805814310413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=5961856805814310413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5961856805814310413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5961856805814310413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/drive-drive-drive.html' title='drive drive drive'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7320429383903875962</id><published>2010-01-08T03:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T04:03:42.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>is this gonna be the only route?</title><content type='html'>sometimes it puzzles me why people don't like my boyfriend even though i adore him so much. i guess.. i'll never know. cos i'll never ask. it just fails to penetrate through my thick brain thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's such a nice boyfriend. such a nice guy. such a sweet lover. such a cutie pie.&lt;br /&gt;yet why are there so many obstacles that i can forsee.&lt;br /&gt;in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;which could break us more than make us.&lt;br /&gt;Why!&lt;br /&gt;WHy!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can just kidnap you and venture elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;with just you and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0Y8qDM0gsI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6dOyIdEU5bU/s1600-h/Kidnap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0Y8qDM0gsI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6dOyIdEU5bU/s320/Kidnap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424089494325592770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7320429383903875962?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0Y8qDM0gsI/AAAAAAAAAxo/6dOyIdEU5bU/s72-c/Kidnap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8919052913954166506</id><published>2010-01-07T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T03:48:18.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes things don't go the way you want thm to be</title><content type='html'>met up with wh and dus for mclunch. haha and my sister really drives me up the wall with her blurness. waited for her at pioneer mall cos its near her school. msged her tt i'll be picking her up from sch. was wondering why so late still dint reply me. ended up she's half-way home alrdy. nvm, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i say: i'm at pioneer mac&lt;br /&gt;sis: oh okay, i go over find you&lt;br /&gt;(expecting she'll be here soon, i carry on waiting)...&lt;br /&gt;i: ehh where are you?&lt;br /&gt;sis: at home, coming over now&lt;br /&gt;(i got alarmed!!)&lt;br /&gt;i: i thought you say you coming over to find me alrdy&lt;br /&gt;sis: yar, i go home change alrdy den go pioneer mall find you -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH. kids nowadays a lil hard to fathom hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met keith to go sch. class was realllllllly boring. and i think the lecturer's a lil sick? he makes me sleepy but its quite true that when he used those sick examples, ppl tend to listen up and absorb more. examples include failed to erect, viagra, geylang and stuff... imagine my horror!  tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things got me thinking. actually everything. this marketing sem is like making us think and think. makes me a lil sensitive to ppl's actions and stuff. and also, hey my friend, there are many times i wanna approach you, to ask you how you were, but i felt ashamed that i've been missing out on your life for so long. will you still welcome me back? i can only try to track how's ur life through your blog, read bout your misery, all in all, i'm a coward. and i'm sorry darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying my damnest to decide on which bag to buy. got to be smth i like, relatively cheap and able to fit my freaking big ring file into it. it's kind of a big matter to me, cos this has kept me up for 2 nights, searching for sprees ):&lt;br /&gt;thanks drea for your help (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay. my heart feels a lil empty. and i miss my boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8919052913954166506?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8919052913954166506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8919052913954166506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lunch cos both me and weix were late. hehe. sry zel! (: had mos at bugis! and it was polly time! but run outta cartridge, so gotta go sim lim thr buy. there's no plain ones, so bought hello kitty one instead, rather niceee :D&lt;br /&gt;and off we go to bugis village heh. weix gotten her desired jeans and added a denim kacket to her collection, zel and i got military jacket. niceeeeee and cheap (i think) hahah. yipeeeee. happy dao si (: but but but money fly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was telling thm, freaking regret getting this flats ): cos i could have gotten lot more things with the amount of money. double ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0OGdBzVGdI/AAAAAAAAAww/oZEscRbJTGk/s1600-h/hainan+redhill+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0OGdBzVGdI/AAAAAAAAAww/oZEscRbJTGk/s320/hainan+redhill+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423326209542265298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill me pleasssssssse ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and to end off;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0OGdjvV4PI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VSwGQQX8AZc/s1600-h/hainan+redhill+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0OGdjvV4PI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VSwGQQX8AZc/s320/hainan+redhill+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423326218652344562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed. and wait for baby to call me at 5am (:&lt;br /&gt;P.S beloved dun kill me! shall acc you to shopshop soon! moneyyyy! hahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6823036026633042325?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6823036026633042325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6823036026633042325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6823036026633042325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6823036026633042325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/partial-bitchies-day-out.html' title='partial bitchies day out!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0OGdBzVGdI/AAAAAAAAAww/oZEscRbJTGk/s72-c/hainan+redhill+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-678276905041454155</id><published>2010-01-05T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T03:28:06.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy two!</title><content type='html'>it was saturday. and we were having our AA (:&lt;br /&gt;advance anniversary! heh.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i grumble that baby's not romantic. yet he did surprise me that day.&lt;br /&gt;with smth really sweet. he waited half an hr for me,thou i thought i won't be late.&lt;br /&gt;awww. and he wasn't the least angry. thank god! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;and brought me to blue jazz at bali lane. the interior i real nice.&lt;br /&gt;a nice chill-out place eh. bunch of girls gossiping and chatting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ordering of food, he excused to go washroom. and tada!&lt;br /&gt;the waiter appeared with a bouquet of blue and white roses :D:D&lt;br /&gt;haha den he was all smiles reappearing from the toilet haha.&lt;br /&gt;den he started explaining that white stands for purity, very pure.&lt;br /&gt;and i asked, why blue then? he answered: oh! blue means mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;ehh ohkay. and he said. tgt they stands for mysteriously pure hahahaah!&lt;br /&gt;he's so crappy. bth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU BABY! 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0ORXHxRbsI/AAAAAAAAAxY/D3RmS71Ktcc/s320/hainan+redhill+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423338202692939458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-678276905041454155?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/678276905041454155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=678276905041454155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/678276905041454155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/678276905041454155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-two.html' title='happy two!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/S0IkEmxBIuI/AAAAAAAAAwo/jpttDkkcoWI/s72-c/happy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3599958230337393432</id><published>2009-09-28T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T03:06:05.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of work (:</title><content type='html'>today is the last day of the 3 days work. damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;just returned from night cycling with dustin. hahaha. it was actually night jogging but ended up cycling with our seriously-cannot-make-it bikes instead. duhh. cycled to OCS hehe. baby i miss you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ysd went lokman's hse after work for visiting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall continue tmr. my eyes are closing (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3599958230337393432?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3599958230337393432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3599958230337393432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3599958230337393432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3599958230337393432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-day-of-work.html' title='last day of work (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-4634209866484752380</id><published>2009-09-25T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:45:15.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work 25th - 27th Sept</title><content type='html'>dint get to go fai's bday ysd ): happy birthday fai! (: looking fward to soccer chalet yea. but no idea i can go not. exams coming ): getting so stress ): driving's pt coming too ): hmmmm jasmine's getting more and more ): huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to jie's hse at night, to return her lovely shoes. haha. that poor girl was so tired uh. must be cracking her brains on what to wear for the fairytale party LOL! passed by a bunch of malay guys who were playing soccer. so joined them for awhile. kicking ard at the badminton court haha. cos i was waiting for my another fren to come home so that she could pass me my book. and coincidentally they were playing at the court next to her block. oh wells (: hehe. played monkey :D so fun so fun :D &lt;br /&gt;played until my fren came back and passed me my book and hmmm before gg home, one of the guy asked for my number. kinda exchanged numbers and he was quite a nice guy luh. i'm a sucker for soccer guys hahaha. found out that he's a thai and ya, he quite nice-looking LOL. but he looked more like malay man. just like baby haahha. who looks more like malay rather than indian or chinese LOL. ): i miss baby so much. there's still so many days before we can finally meet. 4th OCT is like soooo longg can.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i msged him bout smth this morning and he replied smth freaky -.- so i'm not keeping contact anymore. hais, told baby bout it when he finally called me just now ard 10+. been waiting for him to call for the whole day, but he dint, must have been a super hectic-ly busy day for him. think he's rather worried bout me. awwww. i'm sorry. i'll take care of myself darling yea. love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;report for work today at 11.30am (: met new friends (: cynthia and apple from pc connect. and there's 2 guys from icell, eyan and kyaw "wind" HAHAHAH. i cant pronounce his name, much less spell out his name. oh wells. yea work was super slack omg. who says anything about commission baybeh. theres not even any human traffic to speak of. okay i sold 2 only today. thats like $2 commission. oh right man. F1 is the shyt can. who cares bout harddisks and laptops. hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peektures here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Sr0BSfsi-AI/AAAAAAAAAwU/aCIlU1RKq0s/s1600-h/Dhoby+%2B+work+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Sr0BSfsi-AI/AAAAAAAAAwU/aCIlU1RKq0s/s320/Dhoby+%2B+work+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385462146662594562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz8xOvTakI/AAAAAAAAAv8/XkQfiQP5Qrk/s1600-h/Dhoby+%2B+work+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz8xOvTakI/AAAAAAAAAv8/XkQfiQP5Qrk/s320/Dhoby+%2B+work+048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385457177128561218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz8wDqCYzI/AAAAAAAAAvs/mvl4fWi4VVQ/s1600-h/Dhoby+%2B+work+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz8wDqCYzI/AAAAAAAAAvs/mvl4fWi4VVQ/s320/Dhoby+%2B+work+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385457156973814578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz8yQfZa3I/AAAAAAAAAwM/77KqezVzpJQ/s1600-h/Dhoby+%2B+work+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz8yQfZa3I/AAAAAAAAAwM/77KqezVzpJQ/s320/Dhoby+%2B+work+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385457194778585970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz8x0kO0-I/AAAAAAAAAwE/3KXDMxQBwQU/s1600-h/Dhoby+%2B+work+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz8x0kO0-I/AAAAAAAAAwE/3KXDMxQBwQU/s320/Dhoby+%2B+work+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385457187282670562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working tmr same time. time to sleep (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-4634209866484752380?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/4634209866484752380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=4634209866484752380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4634209866484752380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4634209866484752380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/09/dint-get-to-go-fais-bday-ysd-happy.html' title='work work work 25th - 27th Sept'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Sr0BSfsi-AI/AAAAAAAAAwU/aCIlU1RKq0s/s72-c/Dhoby+%2B+work+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-5829274505383072278</id><published>2009-09-24T12:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:18:24.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping with bff</title><content type='html'>was out with girlfriend/bff/love aka ms. ho ysd. haha. i was supposed to go sentosa and tanned and stuff. oh well, i woke up too late for all these. so met her at outrum mrt, trained to dhoby, before reaching orchard (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked ard, looking for clothes, accessories, shoes, bags, everything haha. she wanted to sign up for nike run, but but but.. was still considering and stuff huh. and we walked and walked and ended up cine haha. had pasta mania for dinner and guess who we saw! korkor and minpigg (: chatted for awhile, took polaroids of them with the winnie the pooh frames. (: so cute man! and jie and i got ours taken too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head to diva after dinner. i bought a big black ribbon hairband! Hjavascript:void(0)AHAH and its freaking ex! jie bought bangles (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head over to heeren but the trendy zone closed dwn alrdy. omg. so gotta walked all the way to fareast plaza. she bought a pair of sandals to replace her already-brokenededed ones. the shopkeepers were like rushing us off, cos they gonna close shop alrdy. hahah. we walked ard and went into a shop, she was shopping for her belts while i spotted those rose and ribbons hairbands hehe. so fun! (: dunno why get so many hairbands for what too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peektures hehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6tcJucAI/AAAAAAAAAvk/se51yRuiz84/s1600-h/Shopping+with+bff+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6tcJucAI/AAAAAAAAAvk/se51yRuiz84/s320/Shopping+with+bff+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385454912986312706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6s9Q4q2I/AAAAAAAAAvc/8Hgw88xtTnM/s1600-h/Shopping+with+bff+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6s9Q4q2I/AAAAAAAAAvc/8Hgw88xtTnM/s320/Shopping+with+bff+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385454904694844258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6sGr3CWI/AAAAAAAAAvU/DbPNosV6nAE/s1600-h/Shopping+with+bff+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6sGr3CWI/AAAAAAAAAvU/DbPNosV6nAE/s320/Shopping+with+bff+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385454890044033378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; BFF &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6rck3nhI/AAAAAAAAAvM/z_102hYciFY/s1600-h/Shopping+with+bff+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6rck3nhI/AAAAAAAAAvM/z_102hYciFY/s320/Shopping+with+bff+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385454878740422162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6rGwrwXI/AAAAAAAAAvE/xmCiBytik8I/s1600-h/Shopping+with+bff+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6rGwrwXI/AAAAAAAAAvE/xmCiBytik8I/s320/Shopping+with+bff+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385454872884396402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and home sweet home sweet. wanted to take 502 and BAM! i didn't get my info correctly. it was like 11.30pm and 502 service stops at 10.52 damn! so off we go to take train hahaha. and its my fault ): cause jie to go home so late. and she got work this morning ): awww. hopefully she can get up man! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now. heading over to jiaying hse for project! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. sanee just called (: so happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-5829274505383072278?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/5829274505383072278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=5829274505383072278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5829274505383072278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5829274505383072278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-with-bff.html' title='shopping with bff'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Srz6tcJucAI/AAAAAAAAAvk/se51yRuiz84/s72-c/Shopping+with+bff+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-5120867492732764800</id><published>2009-09-22T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:30:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope ocs don't ill-treat my saneeboy</title><content type='html'>wonder where have i been to? (: no where man. hahah private uni aint that slack man. i thought it was easy hahah. but its not really the case. was actually quite looking forward to studying after like 5 mths of slacking. but when the pressure kept coming, felt that doing nothing seems to be better than having so much waiting to be done.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. spent the early morning watching hk drama "heart of greed", the 9pm show. watched till ard 4am before finishing the entire show. slept for a while, woke saneeboy up at ard 5 plus. and went back to bed. woke up at 6.15am to shower and rush down to grab a bottle of pink dolphin for baby and wait for him at boon lay control station. he's going in ocs today. awwww ): it'll be a %#^%# THREE WEEKS CONFINEMENT. oh well. its just a week longer than bmt confinement. but when i start thinking through, OH HELL. its like 3/4 of a month before i get to see him. he'll be really skinny weeny yet again. hope he'll breeze through ocs babe. because this is what you want, and i know you can do it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to bed after sending him, and got dragged out of bed to go msia by my mom. okayyyyy. we were stuck at the singapore checkpoint. turned out that dad's tank is below the requirement. so can't enter msia. yea, and thats not all, dad got fined too. oh what a day! singapore is definitely rather FINE yea. thought fined alrdy can go to msia now, but have to turned back to sg to pump petrol before we can head back to checkpoint. ahhhh! rather frustrating huh. so off we went....HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. after lunch, i went back to my smelly tiny bed AGAIN! haha. and got woke up by a call. groupmate called to have a discussion tonight. dint check my mail last night so.. yea. i'm running a little late now. better go right now! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-5120867492732764800?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/5120867492732764800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=5120867492732764800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5120867492732764800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5120867492732764800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/09/hope-ocs-dont-ill-treat-my-saneeboy.html' title='hope ocs don&apos;t ill-treat my saneeboy'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-2790284911842364897</id><published>2009-09-09T03:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T03:35:44.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>supposed to blog on tuesday!</title><content type='html'>had a real busy day today. sch started. and guess what! bumped into jiaying jie on the first day! hahaa! i was real shocked actually, cos thought that we wun be taking same modules. haha. and... it's really nice to have her ard. (:&lt;br /&gt;muacks! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry beloved! dun mean to ps you today! i went for some torturing. hahah. been like on full-blast lessons the whole of today. see you next week hokay!! (: muacks! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saneeboy gonna POP tmr haha. pop pop pop! he say dun need flowers LOL. and chicken medium says "its a very MAN event!" oh wells. save money ya. hahahaa. no fleurs for youuu (: money for meee hahah. thats damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy im so hungry now. oh mannnnn ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-2790284911842364897?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/2790284911842364897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=2790284911842364897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2790284911842364897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2790284911842364897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/09/supposed-to-blog-on-tuesday.html' title='supposed to blog on tuesday!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3876174104372040630</id><published>2009-06-26T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T03:38:55.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i shall fuck myself.</title><content type='html'>i hate myself. i just cant let go of the past.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to. but i just keep grasping to whatever is left.&lt;br /&gt;memories are ours to store. aint it ours to throw too?&lt;br /&gt;details details. even knowing such things will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;my brain just refuses to part with those itsy bitsy knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a selfish bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3876174104372040630?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3876174104372040630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3876174104372040630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3876174104372040630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3876174104372040630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-shall-fuck-myself.html' title='i shall fuck myself.'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-4821259264495359573</id><published>2009-06-24T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T02:18:12.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poor knees</title><content type='html'>woke up at 11 plus when i'm supposedly to be up by 7! to mug mug mug. stuff my face in the books for awhile before i decided to head down for some refreshing exercise! so i sprinted from my hse to sis's sch, Jurong West Pri. and i was huffing and puffing so badly hahaha. so i went to a slow jog. until i reached the "3rd segment" haha whereby.... i started to walk haha. walk and walk til Safra Jurong. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Yasai Soup + rice + chawamushi for lunch hehe. ohh and a cup of green tea. its like so much so much food. but i more or less finished all :D:D hungry maaa :p&lt;br /&gt;and since my darling inside army, i msged my daddy instead. " daddy, i woke up quite late, but i went for a run and had my lunch at Safra. i'm so happy today!! i'm going home to revise my work now! (:" and was waiting for his reply... when my fone hangededed. and went superbly dead. after restarting and all.. dad replied, "Wah! like princess ...eh!" hahahaha i think i have a funny dad. (:&lt;br /&gt;wanted to reply him, yea lo so you must work hard hard to support your princess :D:D hahaha. but i dint of course! its so mean hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad bad thing happened! my right knee aches again ): super pain ): i think my knees will crack before i'm even into my middle age man. awww poor knees! but i still went ahead to fairprice to grab my shoe rack haha. bump into nou xian thr. its really cool to have friends who still will call your name and come up to you to say hello, its really leaves a nice and fuzzy feeling. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes when friends see each other, they will walk the opposite ways, why oh why? i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;and i painted the wooden rack purple. and i bloody use 2 hrs to paint a small rack, but still its an achievement can! and i dyed my hair ehh darker. haha. its not noir, just darker lo. LOL. so basically. i did NO studies today ):&lt;br /&gt;i dun wannnnna fail... NOOOOO! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh i miss my xinjiejie. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm haven date that busy weix yet! i wannnna gatheringggg!:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sanee dear hahah. i miss you too la, dun worry! hahah! but your position just dropped a little :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-4821259264495359573?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/4821259264495359573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=4821259264495359573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4821259264495359573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4821259264495359573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/06/poor-knees.html' title='poor knees'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-4896874056434506146</id><published>2009-06-22T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:12:05.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love, you are super.</title><content type='html'>Good night and good luck my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said sent me these, even thou he told me he gonna switch off the lights alrdy, he will look at my msg tmr night. but he replied. thats why.. i cried. tears of joy. he motivates me even thou he aint with me physically. but emotionally he is. he's always on my mind. its these little things that he did that kept us going strong, that defeats all the darkness that tried to separate us, cos he's just too good to be true. i love you too my love. get GOLD for IPPT for me for you for OCS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HELLO HO XIN JIE I MISSSS YOU A LOT LEHHHH! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-4896874056434506146?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/4896874056434506146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=4896874056434506146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4896874056434506146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4896874056434506146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-love-you-are-super.html' title='my love, you are super.'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1816159828606925511</id><published>2009-06-20T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:01:55.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the min-min day (:</title><content type='html'>had happy advance birthday to min min today at iluma fish market. shared a seafood platter for 2 with lgjm. cos we're soooo broke hahah. we dig our wallets until we are left with cents home lol. and i still think the platter's quite big man. haha. eat until so full so full. darling called just now when we were eating haha. was passing the fone ard cos he asked whether wins they all wanna speak to caiquan not. haha. lots of fun and laughter. i love you people! (: even friends like grace and mz whom i rarely talk to are much closer now. at least got like contact and chat over dinner haha. cos we love the same blur blur but lovable min min!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling called every single night. i really miss him. but slowly i'm adapting. but i'm always excited when i see him calling. hehe. and i feel like crying when he hangs up. so every night i repeat the same emotions. hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm don't know where to rant out some of my thoughts. so here i go.. ranting on my blog cos it doesn't concern any of my friends (: its just a someone whom i know who is definitely not my fren now, in the future.. who knows.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU should know your limits hokay. don't think you own the world. please note that you should be humble. expenses free. what more can you ask for. do you know what is your job. its is to -R---! i don't know how and why such a powerful person need to submit to you. and i don't know just how good you are to the person. it makes my blood boil when you try to act big in front of another person in front of all of us. whats the difference between what-the-fish and what-the-fuck? isn't the message loud and clear that who are you to fuck ard with me. commanding me to do things. you dint use the exact words because the powerful person is there. maybe yes.. you might be joking. its just my point of view. no wrongs nor rights. is what i feel. and i strongly feel that you bloody hell should be freaking humble. you should listen to the powerful person not the other way round. and if you wanna be the boss or boss anyone ard, please. show me what you've got. show me the money baybeh. show me you have what it takes to to rise up to the position before commenting on another person. damaging the person's reputation. argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniways i still love you baby. off to fix some jigsaw and to bed. school's tmr ):&lt;br /&gt;i dun like nor do i hate haha. im such a contradictor :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1816159828606925511?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1816159828606925511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1816159828606925511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1816159828606925511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1816159828606925511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/06/min-min-day.html' title='the min-min day (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3635792801692948460</id><published>2009-06-17T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:57:23.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when saneeboy goes to army</title><content type='html'>its like a sense of loss.&lt;br /&gt;thou its not that physical.&lt;br /&gt;nor does it hurts damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;it feels like a breakup;&lt;br /&gt;yet it is NOT.&lt;br /&gt;the missing's kinda killing me.&lt;br /&gt;but yet it feels alright.&lt;br /&gt;cos its tahanable actually.&lt;br /&gt;but sad songs made me tear.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just that it has only been a few days;&lt;br /&gt;1 day in exact.&lt;br /&gt;its a hurdle, that i know we'll to able to pass through.&lt;br /&gt;i believe. he believes. we believe in US. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeapppp. saneeboy is in army! its kinda exhilarating, to see how he is like when he's botak. heh. and the missing isn't that bad untilll... he called me at night. and told me he misses me lots. and he almost cried when he saw me crying when they have to proceed to their living quarters. i feel rather alright actually, until that very moment when i see him carrying a bagpack like a kiddyboy going camping, and i start wondering... how will he survive waking up at 5.30am and no games and lotsa rules and regulations. i feel so motherly please -.- and.. how much i'll miss him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, every boy has to go army to become man! haha. so all shall be well well well. and that dumb dumb left me a sweet but irritating black and white jigsaw puzzle to do when i'm missing him. so everyday i just wanna rush home to finish the puzzle. hahaha. and after an hour, i only managed to fix 3 tiny weeny pieces. bless me please! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why it is irritating becauseeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SjkRZvlDNkI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ku4eZap13iE/s1600-h/2009_0611firstcam0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SjkRZvlDNkI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ku4eZap13iE/s320/2009_0611firstcam0153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348325166445442626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS B&amp;W!! hahaha the color super hard to fix haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SjkRZfQbyhI/AAAAAAAAAuU/2fKsGtDlQdM/s1600-h/2009_0611firstcam0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SjkRZfQbyhI/AAAAAAAAAuU/2fKsGtDlQdM/s320/2009_0611firstcam0152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348325162064005650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whooopsy! pardon part of his boobies =x&lt;br /&gt;(sorry baby, please dun kill me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh! and THANK YOU BESTIE HO :D for fixing the corners with me. (you were the one fixing more while i was saying how ah how ah, why cannot leh? haha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3635792801692948460?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3635792801692948460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3635792801692948460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3635792801692948460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3635792801692948460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-saneeboy-goes-to-army.html' title='when saneeboy goes to army'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SjkRZvlDNkI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ku4eZap13iE/s72-c/2009_0611firstcam0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-2196015496756003852</id><published>2009-05-30T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:46:58.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tiring day</title><content type='html'>i'm so tired. bridging course started. 7pm-10pm on thu, 9am-5pm on sat and sun. wed exam.&lt;br /&gt;today is just the 2nd day, and i'm feeling the strain. no, i'm not stressed over schoolwork.. just... just feel that i'm so lonely. i walked endlessly ard bugis for 3 hrs. i aint tired due to walking. just... its an explainable feeling i guess. a feeling that overwhelmed me with wave and wave of sadness. tears rolled dwn unexpectedly. and i don't know who to turn to. and i don't know who to call. and seeing all the couples young and old holding hands walking tgt happily makes me even sadder. nth's wrong with my relationship. i guess..  i'm just real deadbeat. not enuff sleep. study for too long. dint eat enuff during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why too, end up calling gj. he's really a friend who is unassuming. i wanted to call someone to have dinner with me. and i wanna do hwk too. but its so bad if i call someone to go bugis find me to have dinner den go hme. its like all the way to bugis. and i dun feel like talking too. just need some company.  im crap. yea. don't know why what how whatever, i end up at gj's hse. lol. and he still cook instant noodle for me. its really comforting. don't know why. friends. thats why. (: &lt;br /&gt;maybe cos... he can occupy himself with psp while i do my hwk, hence both aint bored but satisfied. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i keep waiting for you to call me. to ask how i am. but you never did. i think i am expecting too much. no matter what you said you'll do, most of the times, it never happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-2196015496756003852?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/2196015496756003852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=2196015496756003852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2196015496756003852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2196015496756003852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/05/tiring-day.html' title='a tiring day'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-5707984750614313133</id><published>2009-05-27T03:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T05:16:28.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay tune with me!</title><content type='html'>in case my fellow readers missed me too much! hey babys! a biggie hello to all of you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxPaZOlHFI/AAAAAAAAAsk/qmNZ1F8h08g/s1600-h/4266_86960341645_539561645_2277417_6484066_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxPaZOlHFI/AAAAAAAAAsk/qmNZ1F8h08g/s200/4266_86960341645_539561645_2277417_6484066_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340230573021797458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AINT YOU GLAD TO HAVE ME THE BITTER-FACED-JASMINE BACK?!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it had been a lapse since i last blogged. i shall let the random pics do the talkings yes! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQOmKIIeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/VYcw_i2c9to/s1600-h/3150_73092819146_609949146_1767072_4910033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQOmKIIeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/VYcw_i2c9to/s320/3150_73092819146_609949146_1767072_4910033_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231469845979618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated his grandma's birthday long ago (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQPCjGogI/AAAAAAAAAtk/oY0792sC3YM/s1600-h/3216_88247760694_628050694_2490095_2406376_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQPCjGogI/AAAAAAAAAtk/oY0792sC3YM/s320/3216_88247760694_628050694_2490095_2406376_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231477466931714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha went BATAM with my beloved jiex (: and while she was busy tanning away. i so badly wanted to play table tennis, so off i went in search of the hotel staff. ended up playing with a bunch of guys from sg too. a bunch of army guys hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQO0nBVwI/AAAAAAAAAtc/6-KvdIu1WPg/s1600-h/3200_75390182290_693112290_1774343_1888315_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQO0nBVwI/AAAAAAAAAtc/6-KvdIu1WPg/s320/3200_75390182290_693112290_1774343_1888315_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231473725265666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes! together we are at HARRIS RESORT! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.04:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP53YrjCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1MaAy74DPQ8/s1600-h/n545365889_1641918_3480717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP53YrjCI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1MaAy74DPQ8/s320/n545365889_1641918_3480717.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231113693170722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrate ailin's belated birthday! (: glad to see everyone that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08.05:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Shxb1a0ZJcI/AAAAAAAAAuM/CwGEFCq0pUI/s1600-h/2009_0101firstcam0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/Shxb1a0ZJcI/AAAAAAAAAuM/CwGEFCq0pUI/s320/2009_0101firstcam0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340244231444833730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes my baby sweet got me this lovely for birthday present! mine is actually green thou the box shows red -.- anw :D:D:D:D:D happys to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.05:&lt;br /&gt;went for my first driving lesson! boy how excited was i! i forgot to bring my PDL along. gosh. thats how i wasted my 45 bucks doing nth. awww this sure is expensive lesson man! oh gawd! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.05:&lt;br /&gt;von's birthday! soccer girls unite! but i'm a lil off that day. was feeling damn feverish and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP5U4enDI/AAAAAAAAAs0/vhLY6DBTNNQ/s1600-h/4266_87023276645_539561645_2278388_6499857_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP5U4enDI/AAAAAAAAAs0/vhLY6DBTNNQ/s320/4266_87023276645_539561645_2278388_6499857_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231104431299634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bf is so hilarious! i cant tahan. he's such a bitch! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP5VE8onI/AAAAAAAAAss/P6sRpRd6wDY/s1600-h/4266_87018431645_539561645_2278352_3738025_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP5VE8onI/AAAAAAAAAss/P6sRpRd6wDY/s320/4266_87018431645_539561645_2278352_3738025_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231104483598962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.05:&lt;br /&gt;went to reuben kor's birthday party at jurong west stadium den head dwn to my cousin's birthday party at anchorage condo with baby! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQPEP5JRI/AAAAAAAAAts/02EXhR5yxZg/s1600-h/4283_75654451238_701871238_1854165_7511051_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQPEP5JRI/AAAAAAAAAts/02EXhR5yxZg/s320/4283_75654451238_701871238_1854165_7511051_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231477923226898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.05&lt;br /&gt;met up with korkor, minpigg and dear darling weix! (: ahahah managed to see shupigg and her so vanness+super handsome bf. i think i'm the only who is so smitten with his outlook. whoopsy! i love you sanee :D:D hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxMtuTfDPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Ihx--I8pWrY/s1600-h/2009_0520firstcam0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxMtuTfDPI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Ihx--I8pWrY/s320/2009_0520firstcam0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340227606562147570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxMs4yZ02I/AAAAAAAAAr0/H8_gpIQtiFY/s1600-h/2009_0520firstcam0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxMs4yZ02I/AAAAAAAAAr0/H8_gpIQtiFY/s320/2009_0520firstcam0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340227592196313954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at chillz bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY TING JIE'S 21st! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQjWkAnUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/1o6We4pwwK4/s320/n683052606_1854618_4201448.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231826436824386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQPeGGWXI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qM3mXzIox2g/s1600-h/n683052606_1854572_1019450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxQPeGGWXI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qM3mXzIox2g/s320/n683052606_1854572_1019450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231484861471090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP53HxDAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/M4ByY2tvkdM/s1600-h/4698_80840677606_683052606_1854573_5714365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP53HxDAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/M4ByY2tvkdM/s320/4698_80840677606_683052606_1854573_5714365_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231113622227970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP5vpBjiI/AAAAAAAAAs8/OrC7IYiEUqk/s1600-h/4698_80840657606_683052606_1854571_7388076_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxP5vpBjiI/AAAAAAAAAs8/OrC7IYiEUqk/s320/4698_80840657606_683052606_1854571_7388076_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340231111614238242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha long update cut shooo short :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation's tmr. partly excited and not i guess. i'm not ready to let my parents know bout US. at least not YET. there's still so many things to consider. hopefully nth goes wrong. everything goes rightfully right. i shall *cross my fingers* so ever sincerely. i wish i hope i pray i do not wish to make a choice. not when i'm so near to starting my degree. i love you darling. i love you my friends. life's been good with all of you ard. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-5707984750614313133?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/5707984750614313133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=5707984750614313133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5707984750614313133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5707984750614313133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-case-my-fellow-readers-missed-me-too.html' title='stay tune with me!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/ShxPaZOlHFI/AAAAAAAAAsk/qmNZ1F8h08g/s72-c/4266_86960341645_539561645_2277417_6484066_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8561890476194044501</id><published>2009-04-01T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:42:44.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lousy shit</title><content type='html'>i'm so upset right now. cause i failed to help my fren bid on ebay and that bloody bf is still sleeping his arse off at home when i have been bombarding his fone since 8 plus. thanks so much for saying you're be hardworkingly early ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! not really, i just dun like to lose without trying. this ebay shit is worming into my head, i felt the same depression as the owner i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8561890476194044501?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8561890476194044501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8561890476194044501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8561890476194044501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8561890476194044501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/04/lousy-shit.html' title='lousy shit'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-6408966972470915600</id><published>2009-03-31T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:53:59.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessful day</title><content type='html'>YES! &lt;br /&gt;i shall not bang my ass and die off&lt;br /&gt;i shall not suicide and die off&lt;br /&gt;i shall not kiss myself and die off&lt;br /&gt;i shall not hop into a trap and die off&lt;br /&gt;i shall not jolly well fuck myself and die off&lt;br /&gt;i should be alive still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE! cause i've found my big brown envelope!~&lt;br /&gt;YAYNESS PLEASE! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that bloody busride from great world city to pasar ris cost me a hell long 1 hr and 30 mins! omg man! my bladder was so full i was like, dammit! why aint it reaching YET! haha and finally when it reached pasar ris, i even have time to stop to buy some fruits home. how strange can a person's bladder be? or isit only mine? hmm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos the mrt stops at pasar ris hence have to go all the way tof etch my lil brown darling back home. lol. i ALMOST kissed that old man taking the envelope for me! haha ALMOST! thats how happy i am :D:D and the train ride home was so long too ): contacts were soooo dry that they almost fell off my eyes! haah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work's as usual. but today sister elfa (the outlet manager) gave me an evaluation of my performance. OH MAN! its all coming back to me again. when i'm having my fyp presentation, the teacher training us said i was too MANJA and now elfa says i'm manja tooooo! i think i'm going crazyy. so well well well i shall go and sleep and tmr i shall un-manja myself :D:D i can start by beating the hell out of sanee :D:D heh. sounds good right darling? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Attention to jiex and ruix!&lt;br /&gt;please collect your overdued beautiful items from me! Thank you HAHAH! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6408966972470915600?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6408966972470915600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6408966972470915600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6408966972470915600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6408966972470915600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/03/blessful-day.html' title='blessful day'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-5950715640833137398</id><published>2009-03-30T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:04:41.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep &amp; cry</title><content type='html'>i should bang my ass and die off&lt;br /&gt;i should suicide and die off&lt;br /&gt;i should kiss myself and die off&lt;br /&gt;i should hop into a trap and die off&lt;br /&gt;i should jolly well fuck myself and die off&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't even be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left a super big brown envelope containing my o level cambridge cert, my cca award cert, my poly result slips and my singa award on that dumb dumb mrt train. how fortunate man, both the originals and photcopies are in there as well. and i just bought that brown envelope for 50 cents. no more SMU no more uni for me no more wadever. JASMINE YOU ARE ON BIG MORON! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, work is fine only 2 classes today. went gym in the morning, rushed to work at 2pm only to find that classes start at 4pm. ahhyo. hais no mood. sleep sleep cry cry sleep sleep cry cry. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-5950715640833137398?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/5950715640833137398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=5950715640833137398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5950715640833137398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5950715640833137398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleep-cry.html' title='sleep &amp; cry'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1012674336773530280</id><published>2009-03-29T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:37:50.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My handsome prince is back!</title><content type='html'>MY HANDSOME PRINCE IS BACK FROM HIS ST JOHN ISLAND CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOPIEEEE! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did as i msged him, jumped onto him the moment i see him! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall recap past events! heh! (:&lt;br /&gt;Friday was out with shanana and soccer gang to rulang lol. but only 6 of us were there haha. it must been veryyy long since i last joined thm cos.. there's so many new members now! haha! so there's shanana, suria, jasmine, (cash-&gt; i think thats his name), (suresh-&gt; i think its spelled like this?) and luqman! ahahah! and oh man! this is the first time i feel so left out of conversation ahah! cos they spoke in tamil OMGISH! haha if in malay i still can hear a few words den fill in some blanks myself LOL. tamil = gone haha. but they're so nice. love to hang out more, just like last time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then met eric and beeping at night ahha. and we camped at cafe iguana at clarke quay for almost 2 hrs! waiting for everyone and especially the birthday boy to arrive! yesyes its HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOEPERMAN! :D ITS MR SOE'S DAY! -&gt; quoted from beeping haha! caught GRAND TORINO at plaza sg. hahah i stillthink if you like crude humour, woah this is the show for you man! but overall not bad luh, i so touched bout the ending! (: there's soe, eric, beeping, alvin, kush, jasmine, hafiz and my new-found friend stella! :D haah we keep talking in the cinema, that fiz and chicken medium asked why gt so much to talk one! awww girls talk what! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work with bleary eyes on sat! haha. and kids are as usual; cute heh. and naughty! eh.. more like playful. den went aunt's hse at night. all the way to tampines and whoooo i got down at the wrong bus stop again! bloody hell, i really trust walking more than bus haha. cos i always alight wrongly! waste my money cos the busy stop i alighted was just a few blocks away but they went a big roundabout den i gan chiong went dwn the bus ): sadded. den walked all the way to her hse ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends have been so gooood :D cos daddy drove me to work on both days hehe, so xing fu :D mrt crowd so booboo ): esp on weekends! went school to meet my dumb dumb! hehe. thats when i jumped on him. not literally but close? ahah we ran towards each other and i jumped A BIT hehe. we were so happy to see each other haha! dunno how many years never meet like that! actually just 6 days. ahhh without him like living hell at night. insomnia ): i'm overly-dependent on him alrdy aww! anyways, he and weiyi hav to send a fren home cos she kenna sting by bee! ): so bad! curse the bee! she so suffering ): the girl seems so nice and all. ahhh curse the bee AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeapssss :D thats all :D i love you you love me. i am happy and so are you! (:&lt;br /&gt;YAYNESSS! cos my baby is finally back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention to 03 classmates!&lt;br /&gt;anyone thinking of a small gathering? :D on either a wed, thur or fri? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1012674336773530280?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1012674336773530280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1012674336773530280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1012674336773530280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1012674336773530280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-handsome-prince-is-back.html' title='My handsome prince is back!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-4184006388435882977</id><published>2009-03-27T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T02:55:55.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soo long!</title><content type='html'>HOHO!&lt;br /&gt;there's just so much to blog that i dint, cos i'm sucha freaking lazy bummer. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well, i've started working, and yes mr. sanee, since i haven receive my pay, you are still my atm hokay! haha moreover i've just worked ONE day only haha! Sat will be my second day :D&lt;br /&gt;and i'm a preschool golf instructor. i think i can get used to kids man. some are so lovely, so naive heh. some are so omgish handsome. heh. erm, i'm not a perv man! haha. just that.. some are really mouth-drooling-cute. (better keep my intentions to myself) haha. its tough cos once lesson starts, there's no toilet breaks nor drinks break, and since the kids are so small, have to kneel and guide them thru the lessons. lol. and tada! i've got bruises surfacing on my knees and legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa today! hhaha. super crazy causeeeee all of us actually wore bikini. i went with my girls; hanhan, suan tingting, li meimei and vyzzz. crazy causeeee we felt like exhibits. like seriously. eh.. sorry to say, our figures are like so average comeon, yet so many different types of people ask to take fotos with us. and some secretly took pics of us and a group of girls beside us. LOL. they came to warn us that a gray shirt guy was taking photos of us ahah, and we were like, WE WERE SUSPECTING TOO! (esp st, who kept staring at that guy.&lt;br /&gt;haha. we were bitching with thm that we should have confronted the guy and threw the camera into the sea haha! how evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we kind of attracted lotsa different people, from males to females. wonder wads wrong with us. a guy and a lady even videoed us playing frisbee! oh man! wads the world turning into now haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite dejected cause before we left, 2 japanese guys approached us and took fotos with us. AND DAMN! they are so freaking gorgeous untilllll.... oh man. MUST BE CELEBRITIES OR MODELS KIND. means both of thm are damn HOT! and tsk! i cant rmb any of their looks cos i was busy talking to 2 ladies who were asking for directions! HMURPH!! felt so so dumb after that. everyone agrees that both are super hot, haha even the 2 ladies. LOLOL! they even asked us to chase after the guys! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i NEARLY did the unthinkable to chase them all the way........ just to leave my email address so that they could send the fotos to us ahahaha! LOL. BLOODY HOT SIOL!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. we went home with a heavy heart causeee.. we DINT manage to catch up with thm causeee SENTOSA also quite big man and they so tall, legs so long, walk so fast. ahhhyo. sadded. like totally haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall end this post and head to bed now (:&lt;br /&gt;to unite with my handsome prince sanee in my dreams HAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-4184006388435882977?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/4184006388435882977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=4184006388435882977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4184006388435882977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4184006388435882977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/03/soo-long.html' title='soo long!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-9213454392311890192</id><published>2009-03-05T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:27:10.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sprain sucks ):</title><content type='html'>leaving hk next thurs. have to check in by 4.30am. its like woahhh! in the morning can!&lt;br /&gt;be gone from 12-15 and right after im back i'm starting work! working as hmmm an instructor or trainer? lol. can anyone vision me teaching small kids? heh. feels kinda funny when i feel like a kid sometimes (at least thats what sanee always says).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i met all my close friends! and dun worry cfo! i'll definitely drop by for a visit :D i promised (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things hasn't been smooth recently i think. kitchen's tap is leaking, so daddy took a half day to fix it. LOL. but he was too tired that he went to sleep instead. and i woke up to see a fountain haha. cos the water was spraying. was thinking how does it look like if there's a flood in my hse! anyway alerted my dad to close the water supply. i saw my dad. my beloved daddy. grays showing. face aging. its been long since i see his face. as in actually stare at it. he must be so stressed. cos he look way older than last time. or has time really flew by so fast? maybe... it has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i've decided to accept the golf work. so that i can lessen his burden. most prolly i'll start paying my bills and supporting myself for starters. ehhh give them money maybe some time after? (: everytime dad faces a heap of bills, sometimes i wonder how he feels. so stress everyday everywhere. work also stress, at hime he still must do lotsa housework and repair here repair there. all and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU DADDY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i sprained my ankle during soccer trgn tonight! ahhhh thats hell! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-9213454392311890192?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/9213454392311890192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=9213454392311890192' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/9213454392311890192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/9213454392311890192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/03/sprain-sucks.html' title='sprain sucks ):'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-426470361264937491</id><published>2009-02-16T02:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T03:17:53.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional turmoil</title><content type='html'>is this a shock! haha. yes i'm updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found that i have been too blissful with baby for the past year that i've missed out on my friends and he had missed out on his. don't worry. once after 23rd, i'm like kinda free on some days you know. we can all hug tgt and sleep HAHA. sounds funny and wrong. i mean just get together la. haha. bitchies, amphasis, plems, tingjie, gin, sheena,  bball gang, laine, van&amp;gang, shanana&amp;gang, eric, soe, bp, yk, jialin, nash..... the list goes on. thou the life was hectic and damaging ( cos too much party and no enuff sleep) haha. but the fun and highness is definitely thr (: i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read smth somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;what i felt was, there are many people who could be fake or not. it doesn't matter. what matters is how you feel. about them. if you think they are a shitload of people who don't care for you. fine, its better that you're off. but at least bade us a goodbye don't you think? does it make you more fake? no it doesn't. this is just the best thing you could do for these friends. oh right, we are not your friends, we are just some random people right. maybe i'm just feeling hurt that being with you for a period of time and sharing some fotos and jokes tgt, we are still not friends. i wonder, what are friends?&lt;br /&gt;leftout or not is the choice that we made. nobody knows i feel leftout and out of place too, but luckily for me, i have a friend who made the event more enjoyable and tolerable. just by looking out for me. like where is jasmine or partner with me or just wait for me when i'm lagging behind. althou we dun meet outside of school nor do we yak on the fone, but i know she is someone i can trust and she will always be on my side. &lt;br /&gt;friends look out for each other don't you think? i think you have a very good friend which you have left behind when you left us. who is still confused bout what actually happened. or maybe there are things she aint telling.&lt;br /&gt;but friendship is so precious don't you know? you can have only one soulmate or a few of them, but who says that you can't have many friends? hi-bye friends, what makes you think they are not your friends. just by acknowledging each other is a form of acknowledgment of the existing friendship don't you think so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above is purely a speculation on my part and purely my own perception. please do not be hurt or suspecting i'm commenting about you. this is not a personal attack, just some thoughts and feelings i wanna let out on my own space. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that i played too many hide-and-seek with sanee. and one day he told me, i'm sick of you. and there he was, holding a girl's hand. i can't see her face. but she's tanned and tall and so pretty (dun ask me how i know, its an impression i got). they were walking down a flight of stairs and there i was still reeling in shock, walking up the stairs. i tried to strike a conversation with him. yet he ignored me. totally. and they were holding hands. it just totally tore me apart. they just went away. and there i was so small. so felon. so invisible. i sobbed my heart out in the toilet. the crying kept continuing right after it ends. its like a sob spasm. i can't stop the tears, from dropping, rolling and flooding my entire uniform (yes, we were in a school, wearing uniform). no matter how my friends comfort me, i just can't be consoled. and don't know why all the people around were guys (and they are in a girl's toilet). how absurd can things be. hmmm. and.. the scene keep repeating in my mind. kept replaying. i just can't brush it off. can't get it outta my head. and.. i woke up. in shock i guess. and i started crying. sobbing my heart out. its like a nightmare and everything just came to me at that very moment. i think i must have cried a long time in my dreams. cos i kept crying and crying when i open my eyes. even knowing that it was a dream, i still can't forget it. cos that very scene kept replaying. thats when i know i couldn't live without sanee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once told him that, if we ever break up. everything just needs time to mend. everything. i was so certain, then. and i'm still certain, not that everything just needs time but you are my everything. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-426470361264937491?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/426470361264937491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=426470361264937491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/426470361264937491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/426470361264937491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/02/emotional-turmoil.html' title='emotional turmoil'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-5628232967703087525</id><published>2009-01-06T23:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:42:23.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the long update! HAPPY ONE! (:</title><content type='html'>22 December '08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday BABY NEO! (:&lt;br /&gt;celebrated boyfriend's 19th birthday with a biggie surprise for him! haha. glad he is happy that i included his good friends. and thanks to john, cch and wei yi (: for the cake and ultimate ding-dong.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SANEE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! *with sanee screaming ahhhh! omg omg! at the side :p* bet he was utterly surprised! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN7namHrFI/AAAAAAAAAqI/UBmwLxLfu9k/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN7namHrFI/AAAAAAAAAqI/UBmwLxLfu9k/s320/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288206304547417170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha see how much the baby boy enjoyed himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN_CiaXoRI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KfdCXXpds3g/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN_CiaXoRI/AAAAAAAAAqo/KfdCXXpds3g/s320/DSC00439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288210069036966162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together with his friends eating superb tau hauy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN7nq0V9wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/LuSYR2b3vP4/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN7nq0V9wI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/LuSYR2b3vP4/s320/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288206308902041346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's fossil from me. 23rd Dec. your special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 December '08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had singing session with coursemates @ bugis! jing lin, gerry, zhanghao, yixin, chun yan &amp; zhen ye. hehe sorry if i dint include you, cos i really can't rmb. but as far as i rmb, its just us! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next.. meet up with the girls! namely han, st, lemon &amp; vyz! had dinner at THE COFFEE NATIONS! its real nice, the atmooosphere and the foood! haha. sorry had to rush off to join sanee's family for dinner. shall spend an entire day tgt next time! and yayness! more gifts exchange! hehe. so fun! really test how much you know the person man. i'm supposed to get a gift for seok han! and li mei for me lol! i really crack my brain heh. end up getting a b**** for her :D and i got face masks from li mei mei WHEEE! SAVIOUR OF MY PIMPLY FACE LAAA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at raffles city, Prego. haha. its quite a coincidence actually! cos that time i went thailand, the restaurant in the hotel is called Prego too. and the style of their food are quite alike. lol. and i ate these food for so many of my lunch and dinner LOL. cos they is significantly cheaper man! omg! imagine 7 ppl, over 400 bucks. to me thats really wow la. cos my dad rarely go restaurant except maybe when he strikes 4D hehe. i'm so bad! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and mummy, i'm really sorry. i didn't rush back to see how are you. i aint there when you needed me. when you're so sick, yet you prepared food for me. and cook maggie mee for yourself. when you are on teh verge of faniting. yet i was in karaoke. please kill me. no words can express the sorrow in my heart. how i've neglected you, my family totally. i ought to slap myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN_CaHM5FI/AAAAAAAAAqg/V_mGm8KX4Fk/s1600-h/P1010352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN_CaHM5FI/AAAAAAAAAqg/V_mGm8KX4Fk/s320/P1010352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288210066809087058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the girls with The Coffee Nations! ahh vyz was stuck in TheBodyShop! no group pic pic ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN7nIgVsCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/RG1hGeZsewc/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN7nIgVsCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/RG1hGeZsewc/s320/DSC00448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288206299691331618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with his family at Prego. hmm its utterly blur. cos it was raining and everyone was rushing. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN4qeG7cyI/AAAAAAAAApg/h9WKXGiQFyk/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN4qeG7cyI/AAAAAAAAApg/h9WKXGiQFyk/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288203058495058722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend was so touched that he bought me a yak pak! hehe. and i'm so in love with it that i carry it everywhere with me! haha &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! HAPPY ONE YEAR BAOBEI! (:&lt;br /&gt;reserved a table for 2 at Plaza Market Cafe, Fairmont Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;lol, it was so-so i guess. thou i like the chanwamushi a lot hehe. we both ate 3 of it. :D baby dint really enjoy it that much cos his stomach giving him problem. due to SUPER SUCKY FYP! my darling had irregular meals. ehh no. should be none meal a day. HAHA. i think so. and before he meet me, he went home to change and the maid cook things for him alrdy. he was so hungry yet he cant really eat too. lol say until he so poor thing. aiya bottomline, he gonna spoil his stomach soon. so hey! better eat at REGULAR times ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ppl ard us were kinda quite sophisticated ah. later i camwhore in there, like so funny. so we only took a picture which we find that is reasonable enuff den no more take pic pic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN4rDRvM6I/AAAAAAAAApo/IcoFmKOnY3g/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN4rDRvM6I/AAAAAAAAApo/IcoFmKOnY3g/s320/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288203068472505250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only okay one. which has our heads in the picture rather than outside. LOL. and its taken by sanee. i think i suck at taking pic. and! he's the camwhorer! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN4raQOUtI/AAAAAAAAApw/LQtFHD7jVXs/s1600-h/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN4raQOUtI/AAAAAAAAApw/LQtFHD7jVXs/s320/DSC00457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288203074640171730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. THANK YOU BABY! for the top! (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL! pardon me for being so happy ah. its the first time the relationship lasted so long. eh maybe not lasted, sounds wrong? how bout, together for a year. like whooohoo! the path is still rather smooth. not that rough. include some screaming and shouting. sometimes. crying and swearing. occasionally. huggs and kisses. defintiely.  that makes a relationship a whole lot sweeter. and hugs really have a lift-me-up feeling. so try it! hugggg when you see ppl you're close to. your friends. your family.(: show them some loveeee&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hahaah! see how have i become!&lt;br /&gt;FYP too stress ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;so i....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;became like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN4rjw5dmI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ySS8rgOFhfw/s1600-h/DSC00463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN4rjw5dmI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ySS8rgOFhfw/s320/DSC00463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288203077193135714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwww (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-5628232967703087525?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/5628232967703087525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=5628232967703087525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5628232967703087525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5628232967703087525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-update-happy-one.html' title='the long update! HAPPY ONE! (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SWN7namHrFI/AAAAAAAAAqI/UBmwLxLfu9k/s72-c/DSC00437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1807155507969133326</id><published>2008-12-20T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:35:21.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fyp is a stick in the ass!</title><content type='html'>fyp gonna drive me crazy. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;awww. i'm becoming so grumpy grumpling grumper.&lt;br /&gt;how sia. howwww! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1807155507969133326?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1807155507969133326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1807155507969133326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1807155507969133326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1807155507969133326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/12/fyp-is-stick-in-ass.html' title='fyp is a stick in the ass!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3696633950276233600</id><published>2008-12-14T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:53:36.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backie back!</title><content type='html'>sorry to break it up to so many entries. cos blogger complained that im tooooo longwinded ): so dun let me consolidate them into a single entry hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAP! i'm back!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention to:&lt;br /&gt;jiex,ruix, zel, weix, yingx: any meetup?&lt;br /&gt;st, han, mei, vyz : x'mas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap yeap. class outing on monday. seok's bday celebration on tuesday. fyp on wednesday. soccer on mondays and fridays. there goes the holis yea. and hehe. i need to make some greater plans toooo (: hehe guess what!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3696633950276233600?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3696633950276233600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3696633950276233600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3696633950276233600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3696633950276233600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/12/backie-back.html' title='backie back!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-47596086921971126</id><published>2008-12-14T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:47:22.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 December is the touchdown to home and back to baby! (:</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of our trip! So right after breakie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to play play play! Foot massage at the beach. Haaha. My uncle was snoring away. I fell aslp a couple of times too hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was jet ski with my cousins! We zoomed all the way to the furthest boundary! Haha my mum was saying she couldn't even see us anymore! Yes yes! Thats how far far we were laa! And the sea was so choppy! The currents were damn strong man! i was so scared at first until my cousin led the way haha. Den i felt better hehe. The feeling was damn shiok man! Especially while riding the waves back. Chiong all the way hehe. Just like flying on the waters laa! But pardon me for saying this! Damn ex! It was like 1000 or 1200 baht for 15 mins! Ohmygawd. My uncle paid hehe. Thanks ah! (: den beach soccer! Haha cos my youngest cousin liked it so much. But both my cousin and my right toe were injured. We were not as chionging as ever. Slack slack play only. But the funniest moment is when we chiong for the ball and his right toe stepped on my right toe. And we both toppled on the sand howling in pain, while my youngest cousin took the ball and score! Haha. My sis was like eh! Not fair. All of them were like arguing. Oblivious to our injury man. Badd badd! Hurhur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm and that roughly marks the end of the trip. Having recovered from the flu bug, my ears dint split nor did my head during the touchdown back to sg. Ahh! Good trip good trip! (: thanks da gu! Cos she paid for my air ticket hehe (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-47596086921971126?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/47596086921971126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=47596086921971126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/47596086921971126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/47596086921971126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-december-is-touchdown-to-home-and.html' title='10 December is the touchdown to home and back to baby! (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7653145594551300359</id><published>2008-12-14T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:46:15.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th December having fun GO KARTing! (:</title><content type='html'>Got up a few times in the night cos of the anti-biotics that i'm eating. I have been coughing blood, nono, but kind of blood in phlegm. No choice have to take my aunt's medicine cos she felt okay alrdy without taking the medicine. Yea, have been taking it the moment i reached here. This is one of the sickest holiday ever man. And my mum is sick too. Sick in the mind. When we go msia, she'll give me a couple of hundreds. Now in thai she only gave me 1500 baht. And its like 75 bucks. Haha. And told me to buy anything i like. So i spent most of them on spa. Haha. Its like a body massage one day and a foot massage another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee! We went GO KART! Hahaha! Wheee! Superbly fun i tell you. My mum, grandma and grandpa took the fun-kart with my lil cousins. Hehe. Thats like the kiddy rides. And they were damn funny! Woah, and my grandma really cant drive for nuts! She drove right into a tree when she just started. And when we came downhill, she panicked and press the accelerator i think and came banging into us. Me and my two cousins. We thought the tyres barrier can protect us. Ended up, we were like all wounded. My younger cousin and i just got hit by the flying tyres and impact. The elder cousin scraped his shin quite badly cos he was bleeding quite a bit. My right leg was stuck under the tyre, damn painful and i think thats how my 3/4 right toe nail came off. Next are the pro-karts. So the rest of us played that. Whee! I was like having so much fun with daddy! He chased up with me, den i overtake him, he overtake me. This carried on for quite a few times. Lol. The best thing is i drifted right in front of him! Haha! I made the smallest turn possible by squeezing past him den zoom straight ahead. Wahaha! Leaving my dad speechless! Lol! That feels awesome man! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went lunch at some shopping centre. But all of us were alrdy too broke to even shop. Aunt borrowed 2000 baht from mummy to have lunch. Haha. Thats how broke we all are! We are left with ard 1500 baht for the rest of the day! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at some ulu place. Which is like a 40mins ride from our hotel. Farr. So farr away! But the meal is way cheaper and nicer than the rest man! Absolutely! And at night! Went in search of banana pancake with nutella with my aunt! It was simply heavenly! Haha. When we wanted to order more to bring back to hotel, ahh no more bananas! Lol. So we waited till the bananas came. By the time we're back to the hotel everyone was fast aslp! Awww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7653145594551300359?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7653145594551300359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7653145594551300359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7653145594551300359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7653145594551300359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/12/9th-december-having-fun-go-karting.html' title='9th December having fun GO KARTing! (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3571995303194080446</id><published>2008-12-14T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:45:13.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th December in Amari Palm Reef Resort! (:</title><content type='html'>Today is breakfast, next is to gym, den some ball games of volleyball, soccer and guessing who has the ball at the chewang beach. The water was damn chilling. And the wind is so strong and cold. Feels like gonna freeze anything haha.&lt;br /&gt;After wash up is to lunch den wooo ATV ride. Its like the best thang on earth compared to go-kart. Haha. 4 wheels dirt bike. Mum was my passenger. Haha. We really bonded well during this trip. Maybe cos we dint slp in the same room, so not much friction haha. I slpt with my grandpa and grandma, cos its a 3 to a room. And my grandma so hip siol! She ride the bike as pillon but she was wearing so prettily with lipstick and sunglasses. Haha! You rock grandmama! (:&lt;br /&gt;After we reached the hotel my 2 uncles, aunt, mum and i went spa. Lol. Oil massage to be specfic. Cos thai massage i scared i cant survive. Lol. But the place only admits two at one time. Cos theres only 2 workers. Haha. So mum and i went first while the rest went for foot reflexology. Lol. Ended up they went to the shop opposite for massage. Haha. But they weren't really satisfied. Lol. Cos mine's definitely's better hehe. I even fell asleep. It was so rejuvenating! Haha but mum say she twisted her neck muscle. Lol cos they turned our heads here and thr and doing karate chops! Wahaha! Not so evil la, mild karate. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3571995303194080446?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3571995303194080446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3571995303194080446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3571995303194080446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3571995303194080446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/12/8th-december-in-amari-palm-reef-resort.html' title='8th December in Amari Palm Reef Resort! (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-813841519831849531</id><published>2008-12-14T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:44:47.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th December in Koh Samui! (:</title><content type='html'>We went ard the island of koh samui. And visit attractions which include buddha, corpse of some abbot who has an undercomposed body, grandma and grandpa stones (lol, they are named cos they resemble the genital organs of male and female. Hehe) and elephant trekking to waterfall. Omg the elephant ride was a lil scary at first cos its so high and i-dunno-maybe-cruel to the elephy? And its rather ex too. The trip for the whole day. Nah not really. Should be super ex!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-813841519831849531?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/813841519831849531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=813841519831849531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/813841519831849531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/813841519831849531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/12/7th-december-in-koh-samui.html' title='7th December in Koh Samui! (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-2745680746502887243</id><published>2008-12-14T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:44:15.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th December in bankok airways! (:</title><content type='html'>Arrived in thailand. And i had the worst flight ever. Mainly due to my blocked nose. I had the worst trauma ever, with a splitting headache and a blasting eardrum. It was really so bad that i almost wished i'm dying. Think maybe it was due to me stucking a tissue in my left nose resulting in insufficient air. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i noticed when my splitting headache and foggy-ness subsided was the TIME! I was still thinking to myself, why all the clock spoil tgt. It should be ten plus alrdy, why isit nine plus only. Haha only after my cousin echoed my thoughts, did i get the answer. Its just thailand's time is an hr behind us -.- hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-2745680746502887243?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/2745680746502887243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=2745680746502887243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2745680746502887243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2745680746502887243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/12/6th-december-in-bankok-airways.html' title='6th December in bankok airways! (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-396132254557321513</id><published>2008-12-06T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T13:09:43.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm leaving</title><content type='html'>i don't know why you two are behaving like this. we're like flying off in a couple of hours and you two were screaming your heads off at each other just a few minutes ago. no.. they do not refer to my parents. they dun quarrel actually, maybe just cold wars last time. they refers to my mum and lil sis. over the packing of bags and shoes and stuff. all their barang barang. i just watched them. cos yesterday's training got me rather sick, with flu sore throat and all. fever's on the way too. cos im like shivering now. i hate rain, as in the literal rain, not rain the superstar! (: oh wells, i just stared at them, thinking why my sis is such a brat. if i were to interrupt their argument, i might just slap my sis. HAHA. cos mum was yelling at her to pack bag and she was screaming at the top of her voice at mummy. thats so rude and totally no respect. kids these days ): tsk! but of course calm-headed jasmine don't do extreme measures unless necessary. risking my sis complaining to all my aunts and uncles bout me, then this holiday will definitely be a bad one man. moreover i was too sick to move too, so i just eat my lunch quietly.&lt;br /&gt;i should pen a song entitled "the girl who cant be moved" hahaha. cos she was too sick. awww not funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright byebye. fly fly fly.&lt;br /&gt;Girl we flying on the G5, G5.&lt;br /&gt;And we're leaving never looking back again... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;till next thurs. BYE SINGAPORINGS! IMMA JOINING THE THAILANDINGS (:&lt;br /&gt;miss me miss me miss me miss me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still sad over no graduation dinner and dance. ): &lt;br /&gt;awww. sadded. way way sadded. bo bian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-396132254557321513?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/396132254557321513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=396132254557321513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/396132254557321513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/396132254557321513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-leaving.html' title='i&apos;m leaving'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8751144116284116016</id><published>2008-11-23T23:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:56:39.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncomprehended feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so many things happened. i felt like a stranger to my friends. feelings that can't be comprehend. things that i never knew existed. things that troubled me which i rather not know. hmmmm. i shall hide in my cocoon awhile and think. think real hard jasmine. you gotta need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile.. did some work at amin's hse. hehe. sanee dint say i'm gonna be thr so they were rather shocked i think. den the guys were like, the things still lack a lot of things leh. all the things like can't be done like that. HENCE... they played PS3 all the way. oh except the long long lunch break. jasmine was a lil distracted too. haha. after the longgg lunch, i played computer games. tsk. and studied a lil of the membrane. mst is so near yet i still feel so far. feelign to study aint even here yet. awwww. holy lily shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den drove to lau pa sat to meet up with the rest for JESSICA's BIRTHDAY! she's the crazy bitch who excels in soccer/badminton...etc ahh (: hehe. cos our slogan's "bitch on pitch" hence she became a bitch too. (: haha. so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;yea, when sanee and i arrived, tadah! they have polished off everything! haha left two satays! hahah. so we went in search of food and settle down afterrr a long time. cos walk here and there dunno what to eat. yea, actually cos i dunno what to eat. hehe. darling was like I WANT TO EAT ICE KACANG! okay fine. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home next. sorry sexy. dint offer you a ride cos i dunno where to ask you to sit in the kangoo ahh. and haha! dunno how long we need to figure the way home from there too! lol! scared later longer than mrt ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. ohh and baby went farm-mart today and bought 2 packets of quail eggs. gave them all to me. omg. went home with the eggs and mummy started questioning where the eggs were from. with a blank mind, i just blabber that, the birthday girl gave us quail eggs, and my friend dint want to bring home hers, so i got two! LOL. omg. i'm getting way too crappy. thou my mummy nodded but dunno whether she believe not too. HAHAH :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8751144116284116016?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8751144116284116016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8751144116284116016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8751144116284116016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8751144116284116016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/11/uncomprehended-feelings.html' title='uncomprehended feelings'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3607278123539842487</id><published>2008-11-23T01:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:25:37.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMSP and a day of fun</title><content type='html'>friday was damn good. hmmm how to say. its just so long since we really had lotsa fun. with all the exams, fyp and family. its just hard to find time to spend a real entire day tgt. i'm really glad friday happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was membrane class in the morning till 9am and then we waited. cos i've scheduled an appointment for a couple massage at 11am. meanwhile we had mee siam, hmm the long long awaited mee siam seem to have lost its amazing power to charm all its eaters. maybe cos the eater is having a ridiculously big ulcer (eg. amin) hahah. so we droveee.. eh i mean he drove. :D went theUltimate at civil service bukit batok. hmm spent quite some time searching for blk D which the spa is located. ahha baby was rather nervous and felt a lil weird while filling up teh questionaire. think cos first time. cos all the qns seem to be pertaining to women haha he dunno what to fill in also. heh.&lt;br /&gt;MASSAGE time! hmm we got a rose body scrub, aromatic oil massage and a sea-salt hydo-bath. yeaaa. SUPERB. haha. im actally quite scared of massage, cos omg. i feel that its a real torture man. sometimes. especially when the person machiam using her full body strength. can kill sia. mine was still quite alright, but darling say the massage left him rather aching in the legs. ): but overall.. its still nice. especialllly the HYDRO BATH hehe. (: so small but like jacuzzi like that, so comfortable that you can fall asleep anytime. relaxing yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then to my dajie hse to pass her some things. ahah. drag sanee to meet my dajie. hehe. first time they met each other and ahh lucky. both left goood impressions :D i love you twooo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den to school. wanted to have lunch in sch, somewhr aircon-ed. haha so either FC 4 or 5. i wanted fc 4 but.. hmm seeing that teh time was rather early still. we went SPGG  to play bowling. AHHHH! ultimate fun-ness. hehe. we broke the FIRST record again. friday was like the "FIRST" day. We accomplished so many firsts things. Spa tgt. Meet my dajie. Played bowling. and DAYTONA. ahahha. we daytona-ed after bowling. AND HEY! thou i lost to darling, but i STRIKE leh. :P:P and i won baby in DAYTONA! hehe. you boo boo. (:&lt;br /&gt;caught MMSP with darling, jj, ailin and umbrellaman. Congrats to BAH for clinching MR SP! (: the dance was so niceeee. i felt like dancing too hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was fypppp. did editing of teh draft reportplus add more stuff. hmmm yea. and went to explore Kranji area. cos mum and dad saw an advertisement. on a resort at kranji area. after many wrong turns we finally found it. the weather was so freaking hot. OMG. almost kenna heat sroke sia. while trying to find the reception area,i came across a spa shop, which got do nails too. and the price was... OHMYGOLD! its like 30 bucks for express manicure. KILL ME PLEASE. crazy. the villa was rather nice from teh outside. BUT! it cost 250 bucks for 2D 1N. and thats like for 2 persons. COME ON! i think i like malaysia better. isn't it quite ex. or rather very ex. and amazingly amazing. the only car i saw parked in the villa slot was a JB car. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;den went grandma hse. cos its my grandpa birthday! borned in 1935.. so right.. he is...73 yrs old alrdy! blackforest cake for him! after dinner, went to the chinese medical doctor. to see my left wrist. awww.. although she say its not as serious as my grandma's problem. but hurting of teh wrist takes a longgg time to heal. meanwhile, no excercising of the left hand. no heavy stuff *damn! i still take weigts using left hand ):* no ice/cold water, and do not injure that particular same wrist again, else....wrist very hard to save. if she dint mention, i dint even notice that  my left wrist + palm is actually swollen compared to my right. hmm so.. typed this so long entry with my right fingers.. GOOOD RIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3607278123539842487?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3607278123539842487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3607278123539842487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3607278123539842487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3607278123539842487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/11/mmsp-and-day-of-fun.html' title='MMSP and a day of fun'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-366387116040210928</id><published>2008-11-21T00:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:45:28.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad</title><content type='html'>soccer left me with an injured left wrist and several bruises everywhere. it hurts. oh dammit! especially my left wrist. so painful. i find it so difficult to lift even the lightest weight in the gym. ahhh. i'm damned. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SORRY JIOOJIU! i can't go for the graduation dinner. instead i can go for our class outing. how i wish it was the other way round. i'm like so cock-ededed can. i thought i heard we will be gg overseas on 13th. so class outing on 15th means, cant make it alrdy. BUT dunno why dunno why dunno why. my mum told me our holidays will be from 6th to 10th. so its like a week earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so depressed. cos mum and dad were so furious. so am i. they kept blaming me for mixing up of the dates. my dad was angry cos he dint want to go for the holiday cos to him, its a total waste of money. and man, its quite a sum. my mum seeing that dad dint want to go, so say not gg. BUT last minute, my aunt say i go, she'll be paying for my ticket. and my mum wants me to bring my sis with me. like how can sia. i feel so pressurized. she'll like 10 yrs old. don't know how to swim and so small. we're going to an island surrounded by waters man. if she drowned den thats it alrdy man. cos her sister jasmine doesn't know how to swim too. so poor thing luh. bottomline: if sis going, parents better go. the responsibilty too huge alrdy ah. so i'm kinda like the culprit who made them go there one. ) said i paid for the CLS dinner alrdy. and my mum was like, of cos dun got dinner la. ur aunt paid 800 for your ticket you know. screaming at me. i felt so sadededed. it would be my first real prom night. awww. i feel like killimg myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-366387116040210928?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/366387116040210928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=366387116040210928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/366387116040210928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/366387116040210928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-bad.html' title='bad bad'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-826093736291413310</id><published>2008-11-19T03:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:09:36.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress is the latest upcoming trend</title><content type='html'>slept really late these nights. okay or rather days. cos everytime i close my eyes, its already morning. just before the breaking of dawn. and it makes me so very tired. that type that can fall asleep while walking or asleep while having my meals. HAHAH. i'm like so totally serious. not. hehe. okay luh, the above did happened when i stayed up for the entire night. especially exam periods. and its coming. i can feel its impending  aura. aiyooo ): mst, i hate you leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many many things to complete. so many many things to study. even have an upcoming french test. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what i'm feeling now. STRESS! and it keeps me up night after night.&lt;br /&gt;*severe headache &amp; eyeache*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-826093736291413310?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/826093736291413310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=826093736291413310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/826093736291413310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/826093736291413310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/11/stress-is-latest-upcoming-trend.html' title='stress is the latest upcoming trend'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1956349710168596202</id><published>2008-11-17T02:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:13:32.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby i love you</title><content type='html'>hmmm wow it was actually quite a fulfilling weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was having gathering with soccergirls at newton food centre. haha. coach brought his gf along, hmm called yiping i think. LOl. we were such gluttons. cos everyone was like busy eating so dint catch the name :p kiddin la. cos we sit too far behind ahhh. (: imagine 16 ppl sit tgt. LOL. squeeezy and warmmmy :D&lt;br /&gt;there's coach, coach's gf, fafa, nurul, nad, sheila, nawa, hawa, christina, sheena, choy, von, cheryl, fion, laiyin, val, munling and.. ehhh i can't rmb who else ): AIYA! i know alrdy. dint include ME! yes yes! (: and we had an enjoyaaaaaable night tgt. i love you girls know! and its not 16 alrdy, its 18! yayness man. our family getting bigger ah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was.. let me think.&lt;br /&gt;EAT SLEEP EAT SLEEP. (: yayness :D and den to aunt's hse in tampines. had sucha feast there. cos everyone thought my aunt (the one who had an operation) won't be cooking dinner, so mum and another aunt cooked stuff there. buttt who knows ended up everyones cooking. and HENG! all different things elseee. the dustbin will be super lucky that fateful day!&lt;br /&gt;After aunt's hse, dad suggested gg east coast park. but mum don't want. den last min say wanna go marina barrage. HAHH. and i was in my kuku fbt can. -.- shall post the foto soon. smth wrong wth my bluetooth device ): so i wore the kuku fbt and walked all ard the marina reservoir. damn nice and soooo many couples can! ):&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby so much ): he has been veryyy busy this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a realll busy day! went bugis. first to temple to pray. den mum and dad go  smewhr to beat "small ppl" haha. den to the ulu shopping centre thr to lengthen my sis watch. cos she dunwan wear, so i'm like the one with benefits ah. heh. lengthen for me to wear lo. cos mum say waste batt if sis dun wear. cos she's wearing another one alrdy. andddd my mum showed the lady boss her watch(which was bought from thr), asking whether its alright. cos last sunday my mum's finger itchy go play with her watch and the whole strap came off. LOL. yea, and the boss says she supposedly lost a needle. so need to bring to that shop for repair. and my dad was like looking at all the watches outside, den mum told him the repair needs ard 3-4 weeks. and he said....:" oh, den you want get another one? that one quite nice. i pay lo" ahhh omg. crazy. they just bought a couple watch(kind-of, cos same brand) hehe. like 2 weeks ago. which cost almost six hundred bucks in total -.- and now, buy another. tsk! still complain to me no money. aiyoooo&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;walked ard sim lim sq. but couldn't find a suitable mp4 for me. dad bought his stuff.  and we went down to eat. the foodcourt was packed like sardines man. hmm dad was still so choosy. here very hot, no aircon. omg. and there i was grabbing any table to sit down haha. finallly dad chose a table with only 3 seats -.- and there're 4 ppl luh. heng the guy take the bag off teh chair and put it on his lap. ): ): i feel so guilty for looking at the guy. he was like so ruggedly handsome. his hair was quite wavy, was rather long but not shoulder length type. he looked kinda indian-malayish. dunno. he just has a force ah. like will make you wanna look at him or stare at him. aiyoo. i was like forcing myself to look away. THINK OF SANEE YOU BITCH :D&lt;br /&gt;and then, he left with his family. (:&lt;br /&gt;shoo shoo shoo. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;this is simply call temptations of beings. its natural but can be curbed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1956349710168596202?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1956349710168596202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1956349710168596202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1956349710168596202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1956349710168596202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-i-love-you.html' title='baby i love you'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-4069076939095858713</id><published>2008-11-12T02:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:59:03.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing can be predicted</title><content type='html'>heard that aunt is much better. she'll be discharge tmr!(: gooood news! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm today.. woke up at 7am. but decided that it was too early to wake boyboy, so i went back to sleep. den ard 8.30 wake him up. and suddenly i was overwhelmed by sleepiness. and my 1 min became... 9.20. I woke up and screamed FUCK! hahah. and without thinking i quickly WANTED to rush to shower... i got out of bed and fell on both knees ): cos legs cramp. HAHA. shitty things happen at shitty times ah. den no choice drag myself to bathroom lo. den hurry hurry. cos class at 10 and Lecturer PST is known for no late-comers else sit on floor. haha. so i literally run all the way to school. i mean from dover station to LT 7 eh :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for french today. awww feels so isolated and sucky. cos sanee havin soccer and i'm alone. HAHA. before class starts. saw cheryl from soccergirls at FC 6. LOL. she suddenly looked up and saw me. i'm like at level 3 and she at level 2. so we started talking. and.. she mentioned, we machiam talking like we're at our home like that. haha. cos at times we were like screaming a lil cos cant hear ah. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. went tiac tiac's mum's wake. ): hope he'll be alright. i know he's definitely devastated thou he tried to keep up a strong front. i can't imagine and dun really dare to imagine what if my mum is gone. thoughts like these really urge me to treasure and spend more time with my family. cos nothing really separates except death. Jia you tiac tiac. stay strong. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's caiquan's birthday! oh no! its actually today! cos its alrdy 2.56AM!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAI QUAN!&lt;br /&gt;[the cute and nice guy who stays at the same block as my godmum(:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-4069076939095858713?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/4069076939095858713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=4069076939095858713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4069076939095858713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4069076939095858713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-can-be-predicted.html' title='nothing can be predicted'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8017699048142950758</id><published>2008-11-11T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T02:49:05.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aunt is sick</title><content type='html'>visited my aunt at gleneagles hospital with baby. she had a minor stomach operation there. happily i entered the room. trying to think of million reasons her fruit basket was missing from my hands. and ):&lt;br /&gt;just when i reached her bed, i saw that her face was ashen. and the next moment she was vommiting. a nurse was attending to her. only my uncle is there with her. worriedly i looked on.&lt;br /&gt;she is always the strong strong abled aunt in my eyes. she loves to spank me or pat me real hard on my back. seeing her so weak and helpless isn't a sight i'm used to. just hope that she will recover in no time (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8017699048142950758?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8017699048142950758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8017699048142950758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8017699048142950758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8017699048142950758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/11/aunt-is-sick.html' title='aunt is sick'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1637659051478597502</id><published>2008-11-09T04:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T05:16:01.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love "your BF"</title><content type='html'>haha. theres too many things happening lol. too much to update. so i shall just briefly briefly brief yea :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... i can't rmb the sequence but hopefully its rigth thou :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had soccer camp last fri to sun. ahha. cos korkor and van having bbq at ecp, so i rushed to sch to plop dwn my bag and ran all the way back to the station using flipflops. haha. soccer might nt have made me lose weight but my stamina is definitely better haha. yeap met up with boonheng, denson, nigel, zijing. was waiting for kiankok to pick us up at tiong bahru. and blah.. (cos many things happened) den reached there very much later. but nevertheless. its really great to have friends who remember you. who calls you along for outings. making an effort to include me in this catching up session. THANK YOU KORKOR, VANVAN &amp; SEOKSEOK :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to soccer camp. ahha our camp definitely the most slack camp. LOL. we're all lazy piggs man. if no one wakes us up, we all just sleep our asses off till 2pm or after LOL. awww. theres so many things to shareeee! erm erm.. we played lotsa games while waiting for the nightwalk to be set up. or rather lotsa catching games. LOL. running ard in the dance room. oh man. and the unthinkable happened. haha. i literally fell flat man. got so many injuries during the camp. lol. fell during streetsoccer game, fell while playing catching, hit by volleyball, aww so bad luh! i did smth damn hilarious to sheenana. lol. while sharing our beanbag, she said: i'm very awake, not slpy leh. i replied: i also (but the next mon i fell aslp alrdy!) LOL. den suddenly *my hand hit sheenana* she said: eh! why hit me!? i replied: omg! i'm so sorry. i dreamt that i was playing volleyball, so i was using my hand to hit the ball. WAH super aiyoyo. i do things i dreamt of, is this normal or isit only me? hmmm... anyways i love soccer camp and its definitely because of all the lovely bitches :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i've no idea what why when. but tada! CHERR'S BIRTHDAY! *its happy belated birthday now thou* :) went to her hse for partyy. celebration :D:D arrived late cos had to rush there after camp. yeaaa. and couldn't stay long too, cos have a 8am prac on mon. darn! was feeling rather weird man. cos its been seriously long since i even went out on a group outing with all this clique. ahha except shupigg's birthday luh. cos inside st. james dark dark one, nt gd for conversations ah. haha. i think i need more catching up to feel part of them again LOL. sooo ting jie and shupigg LETS MEET UP. and also can all the girls who went cherr's bday have a big girls gathering too :D:D it'll be fun. definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly: *cries*&lt;br /&gt;dumb dumb reports. i hate hate youuu, know.&lt;br /&gt;1. Membrane report&lt;br /&gt;2. Bio report&lt;br /&gt;3. FYP draft report&lt;br /&gt;4. MTB formal report&lt;br /&gt;5. PDPE calculations&lt;br /&gt;6. French test in 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. andd that'll be all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. i love "your BF" &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1637659051478597502?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1637659051478597502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1637659051478597502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1637659051478597502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1637659051478597502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-your-bf.html' title='i love &quot;your BF&quot;'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-4696715826811775842</id><published>2008-10-29T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:45:47.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe</title><content type='html'>HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for getting my close friends worried. ahhh thanks MIN PIGG and REUBEN KOR. i'm alright (: we're okay. haha. just someee.... friction ahh.&lt;br /&gt;first time we're so fierce to each other. kinda scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soo.. tmr is SP vs NYP.&lt;br /&gt;and its the last last match. kinda fast kinda slow.&lt;br /&gt;all the matches had certainly left their mark on us.&lt;br /&gt;with so many injuries and so many down with injuries.&lt;br /&gt;that we have to play positions we weren't familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;last match had me going at left-back, den left-mid and den with another teammate injuried, i'm placed at centre-mid. thats when i got a clearance from ITE in my face.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda of a WHAM-BAM. *dropped* ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tmr will be a better match. actually no.. its TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;today shall be a better day. (: its our last match.&lt;br /&gt;may we be confident and courageous for this face off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-4696715826811775842?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/4696715826811775842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=4696715826811775842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4696715826811775842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4696715826811775842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/hehe.html' title='hehe'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7565157108830633005</id><published>2008-10-23T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:37:03.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't mean it</title><content type='html'>i really dint mean to come off as harsh.&lt;br /&gt;you asked me to speak louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is what you want. fine.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really change.&lt;br /&gt;i still love you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i did change.&lt;br /&gt;that i couldn't recognise myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets cool down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7565157108830633005?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7565157108830633005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7565157108830633005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7565157108830633005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7565157108830633005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-mean-it.html' title='i don&apos;t mean it'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7254632904889015437</id><published>2008-10-22T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:54:38.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday NAD! (:</title><content type='html'>yesterday training was a tad crazy. cos have never really tried it before. we just kept crossing the balls. coach wants us to do it till we get the correct motion going. awww. i feel okay, but the damn spicy MCSPICY was in my stomach spreading its HOTNESS. super cannot tahan man. ahah. kept complaining to everyone. LOL. and sheenana was teh worst, when i burp she was always beside me. LOL. and she'll go EH! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY: 21 OCTOBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nad nad's birthday! (:&lt;br /&gt;hmm lessons, french class den head to woodlands. celebrating NAD's birthday at her hse. (: its nice to see so many soccergirls there. i'll definitely miss them when i leave the team man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY NADIA! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7254632904889015437?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7254632904889015437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7254632904889015437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7254632904889015437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7254632904889015437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-bday-nad.html' title='happy bday NAD! (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3220681800600199899</id><published>2008-10-15T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:13:32.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COME ON! LOSE SO WHAT! (:</title><content type='html'>yea. we lost.&lt;br /&gt;but our spirit's still there.&lt;br /&gt;kind of anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell to whoever who stepped on my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;kinda swollen a lil. putting ice on it.&lt;br /&gt;hope it'll be better tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY will definitely be tougher.&lt;br /&gt;but we will be prepared. so prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on girls! we can do it! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3220681800600199899?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3220681800600199899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3220681800600199899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3220681800600199899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3220681800600199899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/come-on-lose-so-what.html' title='COME ON! LOSE SO WHAT! (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-6561367151808842373</id><published>2008-10-13T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:14:37.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attack of my body!</title><content type='html'>SUNDAY: 12 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach cramps are so bad that i actually feel faint sometimes. and i've no idea why my gastric seem to come back so forcefully this time round. its been so long since i had any gastric attack yet its suddenly so frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast and visited my grandma at clementi. grandma brought mum to see a doc, cos  she wasn't feeling too well. den headed home. i slept at 4 plus again and got woke up at 8. its so terrible. i'm so miserable. so once i reached home, i ate some panadols, set an alarm before heading for a nap. either the alarm dint ring or i dint hear it at all. till shanana called me. it was like 2 plus alrdy. wanted to meet thm for soccer one but my cramps are still bad. so fall into bed again. i'm so pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evening was to grandma hse at toa payoh. hahaah. i'm like so filial. (: sunday so family day. ahah. very long nv see them alrdy. due to sis's exams. cos her tuition's on sunday. so i get to go out on sundays when she has tuition. awww since her exams are over. no more sunday-outings for me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well. nothing much. just finished updating my fyp logbook.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are so tired. so pain. so small.&lt;br /&gt;i shall head to bed now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6561367151808842373?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6561367151808842373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6561367151808842373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6561367151808842373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6561367151808842373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/attack-of-my-body.html' title='attack of my body!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-6719386527190608071</id><published>2008-10-12T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T02:36:15.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the tampines day (:</title><content type='html'>SATURDAY: 11 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much, had insomia the night before. slept a miserable 4 hrs before mum woke me up to go temple. cos she wanted to go some place to pray. to get rid of small people aka "xiao ren" (its smth like ppl who wants to make things difficult for someone) yea. so mummy wanna beat her psychotic boss to release some of her pent-up stress haha. hope it helps yea, mummy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum bought me a kimono dress. at first i wasn't too keen cos dunwan her spend money, also dunwan to spend own money lol. decided not to have it, but the lady boss say since its the last piece she shall let it go at a very discounted price. woohoo. and TADA! my wardrobe getter squeezier ahhh. but i like it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night was at aunt's hse. fun to be ard aunts, uncles and cousins. i love family. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6719386527190608071?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6719386527190608071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6719386527190608071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6719386527190608071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6719386527190608071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/tampines-day.html' title='the tampines day (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-4704625817028746252</id><published>2008-10-12T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T02:35:55.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lousy day</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY: 10 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling so lethargic. prolly due to the ever-nagging stomach cramps. its was so bth that i took panadols. den BOOM! i dint even know i fell asleep. till, my mum came back. den i realised OH SHIT! trgn's at 5.30pm. and damn good. i woke up at 5.25pm. Superman also cant help me lo.&lt;br /&gt;rushed here and there. tried to call daddy to give me a ride to SP. but his fone just couldn't get through. Just when i was about to go out, he came home with my sis. i asked whether he can give me a lift, he say can. but asked me to wait. but i was like, erm.. i've to be on sch by 5.30. he was so angry ): because it was alrdy 5.35. aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dint mean to be late. he was asking me to take a mc. but what good to take an mc just to let coach see when previously i took and he told me that he trust me, can throw the mc away. aiyo. i dun see a point there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while rushing down to trgn, AYE was so JAMED-ED-ED. i was really sorry. dad was lecturing all the way from home to car. i was feeling so unwell and miserable.he was so frustrated because of the jam. i can't help it, i only keep saying sorry and tears just fall. daddy dint see it cos he was still in his midst of lecture. that was really a good example of a fuck-up day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally reached school. great. coach aint even there. i really feel like killing myself. totally serious. made my dad so busy and tired. for nothing. my mood was totally killer and the stomach cramps dint help too. only added to my sunkened mood. i always felt that i could understand that coach has other commitments but this time.. i really  felt disappointed. maybe cos competition is so damn near and i dun feel ready at all. damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-4704625817028746252?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/4704625817028746252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=4704625817028746252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4704625817028746252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/4704625817028746252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/lousy-day.html' title='the lousy day'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-870867053091703384</id><published>2008-10-10T14:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:58:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalay raya (classmates edition) (:</title><content type='html'>THURSDAY: 9 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAHH! im so sorry i just cant help it. the days are too fast for me man! i'm always bloggin lag behind. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jalan raya ysd. hahah. went to almost all my muslim mates houses. (: its so fun and nice you know, to visit ppl's houses :D and exclaiming woah! you and your brother/brothers look so alike. erm, at least to me luh. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sanee and i met noor, fatherly and his brother at cck mrt. and took a LRT to amin's place. and oh boy! its my first time to fajar man. i've nv gone beyond bukit panjang haha. waited for hariz there. while my dear dumb darling's card was erroring all the way. haha means cant exit from the station luh. reason being he came all the way from bedok to boon lay to wait for me and tgt we went to cck mrt to wait for the others. so he most prolly stayed more than 2 hrs in the mrt place. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at amin's place, the guys went crazy over ps3. all play like lil kids heheh. amin's mum quite pretty also. hahah. its nice to see how all my classmates families look like man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was to hariz place at southview. his parents weren't at home. i learnt smth at his hse. HARIZ MAKES COOKIES. NICE COOKIES! UH-OH, i think i'm sucha failure. hopefully sanee can send me to some cookery classes. else heheh, he shall eat cup noodle everyday. just like what i'm doing now :D dint stayed long cos we have to be at umbrellaman's place at ard 4. and it was alrdy 2.30 when we reached and almost 3 plus when we left. LOL. i was just aga-ing the time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next to adi's place at je. parents aint at home too. sanee like the cheese-sticks so much. ask adi to refill alrdy, the next moment EHHH CHEESESTICKS LEFT A FEW ONLY. i think he dint eat them, he just gobbled everything up in one mouth :D thats exaggerated thou :P adi's damn talented man. musically-talented. piano, guitar, singing..... etc :D its fun to see all the guys there knew how to play guitar, like deen, fatherly, his brother, sanee.... the rest dint try ah so i don't know haha. they could form a band next time and called it themselves THE CLASS haha. sounds nice leh. to me hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next to umbrellaman hse. ailin and jioojiu were there for quite long alrdy, waiting for all if us to arrive. LOL. whoops. we tred to rush alrdy. :D the soto that noor's mum cook was sadap :D or isit wrong spelling? lol. i like his mum's rice cake, i think its so nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN! no wonder i feel that it was so wrong yet seems right thou. SEDAP! thats what i meant. oh gosh! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was to fatherly's place! thats the last house i visited too. i was rather lost. cos everyone was like. DON'T MOVE. DON'T SHAKE HANDS. DON'T TALK LOUDLY. PLEASE BEHAVE LIKE A LADY. JUST FOLLOW ADI. OMG. thats the worse! he's just so gay! :P i mean he's soooo HAPPY :D he sat cross-legged. so i followed. and when the food comes, i imitated all his movements and how he ate. LOL. its so funny but at that moment i dint find anything funny thou. the air seem stagnant-ed and the atmosphere was rather tense. HAAH! okay at least thats to me only. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and finally i couldn't help it, whispered to sanee, ehhh.. my leg cramp. lol. seriously man, this stuff needs to be practised. and that guy just stared dumbly at me before he started grinning away i think. bless me! i've a meanie boyfriend ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAPYEAP and thats all before i hurriedly went for FYP meeting. thou knew that only 96 can go to the place i want, i took 188. cos at least it goes somewhere near NUS. hopped onto the bus. as it came to NUS, i was looking and looking and dint went down the bus. UNTILLL.. i reached west coast park. OH GOSH. thats when i realised. HEY GIRL YOU ARE ULTRA DUMB! frantically waved for any cab while trying to call sanee to tell him i'm lost. he dint ans so called amin instead.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm super running outta time alrdy. still capped to NUS instead. bloody hell, it cost me 5 bucks when it was like within walking distance. okay luh, thats like when i have time. haha. arrived at NUS just slightly before Mr. Lee reached. thats what i called, HENG AH! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet meet meet den go home lo. ahha. dint get to go sanee's hse. cos gg there is not a problem, but getting back home proves to be a major prob. so.. ya. went home instead. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-870867053091703384?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/870867053091703384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=870867053091703384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/870867053091703384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/870867053091703384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/jalay-raya-classmates-edition.html' title='jalay raya (classmates edition) (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-200499763981722632</id><published>2008-10-09T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:54:14.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the days and days update! (:</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY: 3 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had soccer training at 4.30pm but had to meet at 4.00pm. So when baby msged me at 5 plus i dint know. and all the way we trained and had discussion till 9 plus, before we went up to grab our bags before heading to the showers. thats when i saw 2 msgs from him and also a few missed calls on each phone.&lt;br /&gt;since he had told me he starting work at 8pm, so i dint reply and head showers. cos dun really know whether he has his phone with him not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i reached home at 9 plus reaching 10pm. while i was having dinner. i was deciding what would be the most appropriate time to give him a call or msg him. so i waited. till 11 plus. no knowing what time he'll be done with work but certainly not so fast one what. like only 2 hrs had passed. so i went to take a shower. when i came out thats when i saw his very recent missed call. so happily i called him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment he saw me calling him. he asked me where were you. how are you. he said he was so so worried. the whole day i dint contact him and he can't reached me at all. so i said i was at trgn and all. den apologise. he really sound super worried. he even asked amin to call my hse pretending to be a project mate haha. don't know why my dad even luff-ed at amin, and said that he can't contact me either i think. amin said was an evil laugh -.- LOL. and my dad totally forgotten bout this episode until i asked him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dint understand why sanee was so worried until he hangs up the phone, and i strolled thru the missed calls. in all there were 124 missed calls from him. HAHAHA NO WONDER HE WAS DAMN WORRIED! but my phone dint like display the number of times. wadever i saw was like twice or thrice only. and there he was telling me he kept calling and calling. awww. i'm sorry baby. but i did told you i have trgn. you forgot  bout it too right. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY: 4 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was morning spent with parents and off i went to work. oh i bought dove shampoo and it smells so heavenly haha! cos my dad says i keep dropping hair. says i have weak scalp. and i ate too many cup noodle. awww i notice it tooo! i clean my room and the very next moment there'll be so many hair-s ard. i know hair do drop. but this is way too much lo. and ya... work's pretty easy i guess. just kinda tough for that few moments, in total ard 1 hr or less. haha. after work went to sanee hse to grab an english composition book. he bought it for his brother but i went to kope for my sis haha. cos she having compo on monday. :D his brother still have a few days more. LOL. i think the brother quite happy. i take the book den sanee cannot ask him to read anymore. awww sorry yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY: 5 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its our NINEth baby! (: yea as usual work again. just this weekend only. thank goodness. cos the weekends like totally burnttt. and our celebration are becoming more and more un-exciting. is this what usually happens to couples who are getting older? they think more bout saving the money cos money means everything (minus some other things). &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;maybe, maybe not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm becoming more demanding. thats bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;or is it pms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY: 6 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training started off tough. it was supposed to be. cos next week's our game. should have stamina trgn in the afternoon from 1-3 and coach training from 5-7. thats like supposedly. but ): few ppl turned up for the stamina trgn. we carried on the trgn too. we were doing some sprint work and defensive work. haha it was so tiring during the night trgn. i was just too tired and cant concentrate well. partially my stomach wasn't too well too. i felt so constipated thruout the whole day. it was so saddening. at least to me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling a lil pms today i think. i'm sorry baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;maybe i just need a happy meal (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY: 7 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after match, went to catch "painted skin" the second time with sanee and wei yi. hahah. some parts i really cant tahan to see. so disgusting haha. and don't know why at some parts i confirm will sob like crazy haahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sanee neo likes to see naked ppl a lot. make wolf whistle at the girl in the film. TSK! don't think i dint hear! HOH HOH! haha. thats all i guess. cos catching a film twice isn't what i usually do. it feels weird. cos i can rmb what comes after another. the surprise just isn't thr maybe? and heng i dint fall asleep thou i was so tired. my legs did cramped-ed-ed so many times that day. that i even have to stop on the middle of a path cos i can't walk at all. lol. and it was too sore to move too. LOL. i was practically dragging my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training two days in a row might be just too much for my weak legs to take i think haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY: 8 OCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach dint come. the weather was bad. ysd we played in the rain, when its sunny and then in the rain again. was feeling rather unwell plus the terrible sore throat just won't go away haha. during match i still scream somemore. maybe scream more sore throat will recover? LOL. bullshit. but maybe yea? (: miracles do happen. like.. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played tickling game with darling today. basically he just wanted to throw his sweet wrapper at me. cos theres no where for him to throw on the bus. there we were like two kids. stuffing the small poor wrapper at each other. and im so at the losing end cos he tickle and i'm so scared. i tickle he feels nothing. so i'm like the one with all the dramatic gestures on the bus. so paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;feels cool that we could still play tgt. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-200499763981722632?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/200499763981722632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=200499763981722632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/200499763981722632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/200499763981722632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/days-and-days-update.html' title='the days and days update! (:'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8724947924682364423</id><published>2008-10-02T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:42:12.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contented day</title><content type='html'>wanted to go gym in the morning but can't seem to drag myself up haha. damn. the thighs are so.. flab flab. ): its such an awful feeling. &lt;br /&gt;JASMINE YOU BETTER DO SMTH BOUT IT YEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm fyp was cancelled. sanee came over and i drag him to change bedsheets and fold clothes (: anw the poor boy was so sick. having a non-stopping and ever-running runny nose. no matter what he eat, mcspicy, apple pie, hot dog bun, tom yam soup with lots of chilli padi. none works ah. i think the nose damn powerful. we planned to go bowling. its like YAY! cos its our first after so long of just talk and no actions. we went mount faber safra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwww we were denied of bowling lane cos... there was a competition, a bowling league starting in less than an hr. so no bowling for us. thats kind of bad you know. oh well, we went pool instead. also our first haha. its like theres so many things we haven really tried with each other before. LOL. we were really laughing and fooling ard. when i miss a ball, sanee boy will give that grin of his and grab the white ball to place it anywhere he likes. when he goes in the white ball, i'll laugh like crazy lol. &lt;br /&gt;oh! and when i place my face near the ball, he'll have a high chance of aiming the white ball at me instead of the target. Good strategy yea :D and according to him, he says cos my face is round. he's so bad huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mum called after we finished our game. took 131 to lau pa sat to meet his family for dinner. Dinner was pretty okay i think. the food was alright but the price is rocket high. erm.. thats like in my opinion luh. cos my family seldom go for ala carte except when we're in m'sia hahah. cos here very ex ah. i'm just rather taken aback by the price. but the stingray was ultra nice thou. (: &lt;br /&gt;his mum is real good and pretty too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a good day. i'm happy and contented.&lt;br /&gt;baby's gonna be real busy till fyp's over. and that shall be in december. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kindof long, but it feels nice when he tell me beforehand. so i can keep my feelings in check. &lt;br /&gt;whenever i feel neglected, i know that he's busy. like can understand better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASMINE GOOD LUCK FOR SOCCER OKAY! tournament in 12 days. oh my. PLEASE BLESS US! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8724947924682364423?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8724947924682364423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8724947924682364423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8724947924682364423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8724947924682364423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/10/contented-day.html' title='contented day'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-1264414232170292911</id><published>2008-09-28T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:43:08.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NOTE!</title><content type='html'>HEY BABES!&lt;br /&gt;a brand new start. a brand new blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly @ ACS tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be a kick-ass game, else it'll be a ass-kicked game :D:D cos... &lt;br /&gt;the weather will definitely be DAMN HOT! its like FOUR P.M ):&lt;br /&gt;and playing against MAN. nono MEN. yea ADULTS. awww.&lt;br /&gt;i quite scared. hahaha. always got game i also scared one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohh today went out with family..&lt;br /&gt;and quarrelled with mummy. not too serious but think she felt guity or smth.&lt;br /&gt;cos.. as she walked from shops to shops, she bought me many many things&lt;br /&gt;heh. until i quite paiseh, spend so much of her money. so i pay for a dress that i rather like. YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;dad bought me small bag too. oh gosh! i think today must be THE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seem so good yea (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling sent me a picture of us. i think its damn funnyy&lt;br /&gt;here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SN9ocdcVx7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/k8LnZ7eAuaY/s1600-h/DSCF1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SN9ocdcVx7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/k8LnZ7eAuaY/s320/DSCF1331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251030528686409650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOTICE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;BLOG'S UNDER CONSTRUCTION STILL! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-1264414232170292911?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/1264414232170292911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=1264414232170292911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1264414232170292911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/1264414232170292911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-note.html' title='BIG NOTE!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SN9ocdcVx7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/k8LnZ7eAuaY/s72-c/DSCF1331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-246923324211525408</id><published>2008-09-11T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:38:19.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the run-faster-abit day</title><content type='html'>well well well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm mon, wed, fri are all training days. other than that is for fyp and meet-ups! :D:D i know you all miss me luh :D so.. let's all meet and go out play play man! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY THE HOLIDAY PEOPLE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training is good today. don't know is the boots or i'm running slightly faster. HAHAHA! bruised my right ankle on monday, but magically it didn't hurt as much as i thought it would. haha and my big-toe-nail just hurts during and after every training (don't know why also).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry for scratching nadia's face today ): jasmine shall cut her fingernails more regularly okay!! and also for pushing and tripping all the girls. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started opening my mouth to scream and shout. so that all the defenders will be aware of their surroundings. but woah.. it's really so much more tiring than just following others. the mouth was so dry and i was panting like no tmr. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run until cannot run anymore, cos the legs were just too wobberly. heh. whooops dint do sprint work today. think cos morning eat the cup noodle then diarrhoea. don't dare consume any more food. ended up too weak. awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is well. i survived another training :D&lt;br /&gt;sentosa tmr and... FYP too ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-246923324211525408?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/246923324211525408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=246923324211525408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/246923324211525408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/246923324211525408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/09/run-faster-abit-day.html' title='the run-faster-abit day'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-6352962897031336485</id><published>2008-09-03T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:00:52.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekends till today!</title><content type='html'>Today was trgn in the rain. Like seriously a rainy session. Just like last year, the impendance of RAIN!! Oh i mean you know raindrops, that rain. Haha. If its that hot-bod-guy-named-rain-that-jasmine-once-lust-after... OMG! I don't mind rushing into the rain to cushion his fall from the sky man :D awww. Its not unfortunately ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well.. What have i been doing this hols? Went m'sia on sunday, mummy wanna visit a temple over thr so.. We all went without proper directions and NO MAP. Oh the worst is, don't know the name of the temple haha. Ehh.. heard that mum and dad lost their directions a few times before reaching a kopitiam for breakfast. Haha jasmine lost the fight and was drowsy all the way till time for food. Hehe. She miraculously woke up all by herself. The power of food. Anyways, the lady told us directions.. Said after 3 traffic lights, look out for a right turn, whole journey would take ard 25 mins at most. And happily we went after makan-ed. Cos wheee its so near man.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows!! After driving for an hour in the right direction. We still got lost. So we turn back and tried to find again. And alas. Wrong! Haha. I think nt fated ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went malacca to stay for a night instead cos cant really find a suitable hotel. And ahhh.. It was m'sia national day. Gosh. Most roads were blocked, and almost all hotels were fully booked. Luckily, found a rather cheap hotel. Haha since we dint spend our money, so.. Booked a suite for a night. The place was rather disappointing but cheap thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ): we went to look ard for places to eat. Dad parked his car somewhere den went to ask the 7-11 guy need to put coupon? Or pay any fee. He, that freaky idiot say NO NEED cos its public hol. And bloddy hell! Dad got fined ): 30 bucks somemore. Sadded. So as fed up as we are. We went home the next day with a heavy heart.. Cos! They public hol, so gt 30 bucks also can't pay the fine ): BOO BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry people! I'm using my fone to blog, if the words are very cramped.. Pardon me yea! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6352962897031336485?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6352962897031336485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6352962897031336485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6352962897031336485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6352962897031336485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-weekends-till-today_03.html' title='My weekends till today!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-9156055845677916958</id><published>2008-08-19T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:45:05.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello exam. you suck</title><content type='html'>Exam sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i dint study.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i went for soccer.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry daddy mummy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry sanee.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry jioojiu.&lt;br /&gt;i should have studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything,&lt;br /&gt;exam still suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-9156055845677916958?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/9156055845677916958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=9156055845677916958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/9156055845677916958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/9156055845677916958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-exam-you-suck.html' title='hello exam. you suck'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-2577588071199330368</id><published>2008-07-31T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:51:39.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a plain day</title><content type='html'>hahah!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired nowadays. machiam everyday exercising man. almost. haha. my body quite tired i think. even 8-9 hrs of sleep left me with an aching body and useless concentration. awww.. i feel rather sicked. like sore throat and blah blah blah. LOL. so i use exercise to defend myself. and i drank finish a carton of mango+nata de coco juice. and finishing the carton of 1L milk soon. damn! i'm not taking the correct form of liquid. should drink plain water only man haha. but aiya heck care. at least got water content wa.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm assignments assignments! )= sadded right..! better finish up my process control workshop assignment before my group member skin my ass. haha. so i have...&lt;br /&gt;1. Process control workshop&lt;br /&gt;2. Gems. Make egg-holder&lt;br /&gt;3. Petroleum test on tue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! and daddy's birthday on 1 aug.. wonder what should i get for him....! awww.. thats such a headache when he's so thrifty. and i've no money haha! see how lo LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-2577588071199330368?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/2577588071199330368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=2577588071199330368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2577588071199330368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/2577588071199330368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/07/plain-day.html' title='a plain day'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8779290641685351252</id><published>2008-07-28T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T03:45:11.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contentment for the win</title><content type='html'>boyfriend shifted house.. and oh gawd.. his stuffs, his whole family's things.. are like WOAHHH so so much! haha. kinda gave me a wakeup-call. jasmine please dun buy anything unnecessary alrdy man! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;trgn on sat. coach was sick so we just played a game. 8 vs 8. hahah. think my reaction getting slower man. its like real slow. ): dunno how to train reaction time. like is there any reation-time-shortening excercise? HAHA! that will be damn good man! jasmine won't be so slow alrdy haah!&lt;br /&gt;it was a good game. except injured my left arm. not really injured.. just hmm pulled the muscle or smth. but its hell painful but dint really feel the effect until much latr in the evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. hmmm joined lok, luq, wj, shanana, fad, dan, sol, kj and their fren at rulang. its was like drizzling; heavier, lighter, suddenly sunnier. damn "great" weather. my control's bad. estimating too. ): keep bumping into fad. hahah. maybe is the wet floor. LOL. like water-skating only. haha. lok's gg overseas for attachment on monday. it'll be a long long 4 mths before we'll get to see him. &lt;br /&gt;hello boy! we'll miss you so much! your powerful-kungfu-goalkeeping skill! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and went home, showered, head to aunt's place for dinner. at night, daddy drove me to chalet. kept reminding myself to msg him a THANKYOU. but it slipped my mind eventually when i dint do it right there right now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;soccer's competition. haha but i wasn't playing. can see the competition wasn't that tough. but smth happen.. and things wasn't wad we've expected. it was a lot worse. just hope our team will pull through. SP SOCCER we girls rock okay!&lt;br /&gt;went home at 10pm when i've wanted to spend the whole sunday with my family. i'm really upset to see mummy putting in so much effort to cook all the nice dishes that i said i was craving for. yet i was not there eating with them. upset to see that daddy had alrdy fix up a new fan for me. i really dunno what i'm doing. i feel so unfilial.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted so much for them to realise that if they accept boyfriend, we can all spend time together. if not, i also need time alone with sanee, just to talk and enjoy some peace some company. and everyday i'm not at home. soccer trgns end late too. wkends seem to be the only time for family and slacking time with sanee. i'm just a selfish bitch. sometimes it just hurts to see your parents working so hard just to get your attention. pending your return. i'm such a shithead not to realise it earlier too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've so much plans to spend more time with my family tis weekend. but..somehow.. i seem to be sticking to my boyfriend more. thinking, i should at least help him pack/unpack his stuff. i just wanna help thats all. but somehow.. i think i'm more a hindrance than a helper. i seem to upset both of us a lot these days. maybe we really assumed too much. or only just me. and there i was saying.. you know, you should spend more time with your friends. awww yet i was there hogging him.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've thought it over. i should keep my distance. i don't wanna be a parasite that will ruin the relationship. he told me too.. that he don't want us to fight anymore. i know.. i don't want too. i think being too near everytime is bad? actually i've no idea myself. does distance make the hearts grow fonder. i really hope it will. i've became such a crybaby. just like primary school days. where crying was just an everyday thing. ahhh hope this is just a temporary thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH&lt;br /&gt;EH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no luh. everything's not that gloomy luh. just wanna pen down my thoughts somewhere. long period of no socialising had me turning into a closed jasmine. i'm nt that proactive gg to parties or making new friends. sometimes i'm just too tired and lazy to continue living. haha thats not a suicidal thought okay! just a thoughless thought. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;hello CONTENTMENT! i'm coming for you! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8779290641685351252?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8779290641685351252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8779290641685351252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8779290641685351252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8779290641685351252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/07/contentment-for-win.html' title='contentment for the win'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3373127753635826864</id><published>2008-07-23T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T01:07:39.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA DAY :D</title><content type='html'>HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;BOO everyone! hokay! i know i know! it's MY FAULT! =X&lt;br /&gt;i'm back back back yea! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm been busy with.. hell yes. definitely soccer! haha and hmm fyp sometimes.. okay luh. and sanee sometimes hahaah :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my napfa today haha! oh man. it was so on-impulse-kind-of-napfa. cos when i tried for the 4th time to book for napfa session slot, i got a THERE IS NO SLOTS AVAILABLE MESSAGE hahhaha (cos i cancelled the rest when it gets too near =p) and i was so shocked. was thinking. oh man.. this time i'm so dead. lol. so wanna try my luck today, just bring shoes and clothes, den hmm see whether can take a not. and lucky me. forgot my sports bra -.- haha. how lucky man! awww. &lt;br /&gt;saw damn many many people omg. 100 over whooo. and uncle david was like telling me last thur's theres only ard 10 girls. i dint expect so many many man! don't know. just feel rather scared i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HENG! saw suan teng! haha. but i was still insisting on i'm-just-here-to-see-see-look-look, like how napfa's being carried out hahah. until.... i saw jac, lin li, li mei, seok han, li ping &amp; jia yin... whooo seriously one whole gang taking tgt man. hahaha. and suddenly made an impromptu decision to take it today. THANK YOU GIRLS! LOVE LOVE! to take it as a group is definitely better. Encouragements by you girls really spurs me on! :D hahah. how i regret being such a loner, wanting to take napfa alone! THANK GOODNESS FOR FRIENDS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i took it. at least i know which stations i'm weaker in. hmmm got a silver means... HAHA! HAVE POUCH ALRDY! :D:D im so so so satisfied with standing broad jump! hahah co sits the first time i THINK ican JUMP! ahha! i really felt the WHOOOSH and TADA! im at 165cm :D:D even saneo says its such an achievement :D considering he suck at it too! =P i'm happy with my 2.4 run too. i think warm-ups are ultra impt! i feel less strenuous while running. dint vomit as i expected to hahaha cos i gulped a few mouthfuls of water right before the run. heh. set a new timing of 14:50 for my 2.4 run. :D &lt;br /&gt;conclusion: NAPFA really drives you to break records. and achieve your maximum! hahah! i'm getting so many many aches everywhere that i couldn't imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whatever whatever whatever,&lt;br /&gt;i'm too deadbeat to think. haha!&lt;br /&gt;and stay tuned for &lt;br /&gt;MI, ME and more MEE :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3373127753635826864?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3373127753635826864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3373127753635826864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3373127753635826864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3373127753635826864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/07/napfa-day-d.html' title='NAPFA DAY :D'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8599563960631948362</id><published>2008-06-05T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:54:56.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off to... (=</title><content type='html'>hey people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to the island next to us. connected by a causeway in approximately 5 hrs time. woohooo. last time i used to have a long long list of things to buy over there. but this trip's kind of different i think. Just wanna relax, accompany my aging parents to destress. they are not exactly old la. ehh just aging lo. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i couldn't get lil pressies for you guys. lol. cos i dint exchange any money ah.&lt;br /&gt;to all my friends. HAPPY HOLIDAYS PEOPLE! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to dearest darling. happy 5 months baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hope you received the surprise :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8599563960631948362?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8599563960631948362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8599563960631948362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8599563960631948362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8599563960631948362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/06/off-to.html' title='off to... (='/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-49960027706571779</id><published>2008-06-03T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:04:36.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>days since last week haha!</title><content type='html'>hahah. jasmine's ultra lazy but oh well oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog blog today.&lt;br /&gt;thanks budds! (=&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm okay! think i'm overstarved or smth thats why i was duper depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... why dun i start from french test which was last friday. (=&lt;br /&gt;thanks darling ruix for calming my nerves. lol. cos i was so scared bout the convo part. i suck at frenching. ahhaah! (i mean speaking in french la haiyo! =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer was bad. cos my boots seriously tore apart. no-amount-of-super-glue-can-cure-type-of-tear. haha. ya lo. like seriously. so boo!&lt;br /&gt;had some last min street soccer trgn for NSSL on saturday. and tada! NSSL on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;it was seriously chaotic. or maybe i noob. i dint know such competition took the entire day type man. it really really *open my eyes* yea. &lt;br /&gt;and damn i'm so star-struck by one girl, she really play beautiful soccer. she's not the best out there. but she's my idol. hahah. wooohoo. and she's cute la. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and monday! process control lesson in teh morning. no matter how early darling neo called me. i still late for lesson. tsk.. dunno why i so slow also. so snaily.&lt;br /&gt;after that rushed to street soccer court to catch darling neo in action. haha. he was quite sucky in the beginning. or rather the whole team. most prolly cos dint train tgt as a team before. but match after match i see thm improving.&lt;br /&gt;dint know darling neo defend so good. wa... he's my hero. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;all in all, they faired real well. got second but it was really a tough fight. everyone tried hard. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;the most nicest thing is getting to play with jioojiu. LOL. he even became the keeper. ahah. he said he has retarded legs and whee i've retarded hands. LOL. think i should just exchange my hands with his. hehe den he can be the ultimate retard :p ahhh he sure kill me if he sees this!&lt;br /&gt;and...if have chance, our whole class can be part of soccer team alrdy. i miss you DCHE 1A/03. you're still teh best.&lt;br /&gt;ehh jioojiu and umbrellaman stop taking my unglamxzxzxzx!! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today is tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to stay home to do fyp. darling suggest meeting before he went to camp. since he'll be going queensway and i need to get my soccer boots desperately so told him that i'll consider. LOL. cos i'm such a lazy bum. in the end i managed to get out of the hse very much later. when i was in the train i called him, he said he was leaving for camp alrdy. i couldn't help but feel a sudden wave of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like knowing that its your fault that you're so snaily yet couldn't help feeling the disappointment. den came the sudden feeling of lost. dunno where to go. and its my fault that we ended up breaking each other's heart. me saying: i dunwanna see you. and he: k then. see you when you're back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. damn and i cried like nobody's business in the train. so malu. alighted at dover. wanted to go school lib to do research. but suddenly became wiser, and ended up go queensway find him.*ended*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought my boots from thr. and darling neo and friend went katong to cut hair. haha. i seriously can't understand why guys would travel so far to have a haircut. if the place's cheap, but today's like cabbing there. and thats even more money lo.&lt;br /&gt;go there alrdy den know. its really nice and cheap and good service over thr. kinda psycho darling neo to cut his hair against his wish. haahh. cos i said. i wanna see you burn your hair. LOL. and... ahhah he really go cut :D&lt;br /&gt;aftermath :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SEVbOYMgisI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gdixCqK2RuA/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SEVbOYMgisI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gdixCqK2RuA/s200/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207668846695058114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SEVbPIMgiuI/AAAAAAAAAb4/nzbyKgVGsKc/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SEVbPIMgiuI/AAAAAAAAAb4/nzbyKgVGsKc/s200/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207668859579960034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SEVbO4MgitI/AAAAAAAAAbw/clzggg4vsR0/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SEVbO4MgitI/AAAAAAAAAbw/clzggg4vsR0/s200/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207668855284992722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks like a total mat rep ahahah!&lt;br /&gt;awww but i still love you don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;guys who faithfully travel long distance for just a haircut love familiarity.&lt;br /&gt;they are an absolutely loyal bunch.&lt;br /&gt;i came to this conclusion when i saw this trait in thm that coincides with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;darling neo's the best luh hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-49960027706571779?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/49960027706571779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=49960027706571779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/49960027706571779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/49960027706571779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/06/days-since-last-week-haha.html' title='days since last week haha!'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SEVbOYMgisI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gdixCqK2RuA/s72-c/DSC00021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3893990023952100773</id><published>2008-05-28T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:06:26.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you baby</title><content type='html'>i wonder bout our distance.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder bout our happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me..&lt;br /&gt;thats why this is called a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none relationships have zero disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever is important is how we manage ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3893990023952100773?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3893990023952100773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3893990023952100773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3893990023952100773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3893990023952100773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-you-baby.html' title='i love you baby'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-634599316384681309</id><published>2008-05-21T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T19:54:28.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unstable</title><content type='html'>blog shall be stop for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling rather emotionally unstable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-634599316384681309?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/634599316384681309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=634599316384681309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/634599316384681309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/634599316384681309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/05/unstable.html' title='unstable'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8524268268510859943</id><published>2008-05-15T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:23:59.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dun like that shoesssssss</title><content type='html'>monday's 4hrs break. went jurong point with jioojiu, ailin, red-umbrellaman and honey. went for lunch and caught NIM'S ISLAND. what the shit. haha. i think its...erm.. okay la. maybe dunno how to appreciate ba. but definitely not worth that 7.50 bucks. awww. sadded right. waste money. BOOBOO!&lt;br /&gt;oh and i love training. 2.4km for trgn. at first i was like ahhh stomachache. LOL. and the girls were like.. eh dun pretend la. LOL. i think its just some barrier. haha. finished it in 15.23. &lt;br /&gt;i know i'm slow, but but but i not so scared of 2.4 liao. wheee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday hmmm. i bought a pair of pointed canvas shoes. i damn like it you know. i alrdy say i want size 38. cos feeling nicer.the auntie keep saying size 37 is better. dun wear too big. firstly, will trip &amp; fall. secondly, girls feet too big not nice. thirdly, this fits just nice. fourthly, later the shoes will expand.&lt;br /&gt;and jasmine being weak-minded trust her judgement. awwww. bought a vest too. but found it ugly when i reached home. okay... confirm shitty day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;excitedly put on my pointed canvas. happily go out. BUT i din walk a few steps, can feel the in front there so tight so pain alrdy. and jasmine being rather vain and so in love with the shoes, continue wearing it. even tried running with it (cos late for class alrdy ah). and my conclusion is, i hate the shoes. i hate myself. should just trust myself laaa )= curse and swear all the way. sorry sanee. i dun mean to blow my temper at you, sorry sorry sorry! (=&lt;br /&gt;stupidly i went back to exchange for a bigger size, but unfortunately got rejected. yea.. dejectedly.. i wanted to throw the shoes into the rubbish bin nearby. cos cannot wear at all ma. was rather pissed off. maybe just a lil frustrated it think.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get the exact same pair again.. but.. think rather longly, and felt.. the feeling's no longer the same. even though how much i love that shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i seriously got a shock too. bestfriend seriously bestfriend man. LOL. blogskin same same. hahaha. i still can't believe it LOL. so cute lehhh! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8524268268510859943?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8524268268510859943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8524268268510859943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8524268268510859943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8524268268510859943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dun-like-that-shoesssssss.html' title='i dun like that shoesssssss'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-306892036109470650</id><published>2008-05-11T03:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T04:31:44.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a date with sanee</title><content type='html'>hmmm soccer's real fun on friday. but sadly our french class got changed to friday. ahh nevermind. i'll buck up on my own training and hopefully coach change trgn day to wed [: hahaah damn cool la darling ruix! let's FRENCH tgt. ermm i suck at that man. i only know bonjour! HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday morning.. &lt;br /&gt;there's an impromptu meeting with our fyp external supervisor Dr. Lee @ NUS. wheee! oh boy he's damn handsome leh, thou married. okay la. to me maybe. and to top it all.. he's a korean (my obsession with korean guys :p) i dint really understand his english sometimes but well well well he's charming. i'll try to listen harder next time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand.&lt;br /&gt;acc jing lin to make her specs all the way to jurong west. LOL. damn adventurous aint we. and i almost brought her to board the wrong bus. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my darling ard five-o-eight pm,&lt;br /&gt;oh man! we enjoyed ourselves tremendously this evening (=&lt;br /&gt;heh. went mac to grab a foundation for his mum @ taka&lt;br /&gt;and i think sanee's dumb sometimes. HAAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;asked him to check website for mac's shop locations in sg. and he called and ask me why. LOL. cos he thought was..MACdonalds -.-&lt;br /&gt;heh. anw, thanks zel for the review LOL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went cathay for ben&amp;jerry's :D THANKS SHUPIGG for recommending HANDPACKED. :D wahh damn shiok. had strawberry cheesecake and chocolate therapy leh shupigg. bet you must be mouthwatering-ing now. heh. and when will you be working man!? can go find you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH. (to shupigg &amp; ting jie)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i can make it for dinner on THUR. but its really dinner only man. can't do much thou. cos my class ends at 6. yeap yeap. you girls can? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and we caught speed racer today. I TELL YOU TELL YOU TELL YOU. RAIN SO SHUAI :D:D:D:D hahaahah. and it's a real cool film hehe. if you trust that my judgement aint impaired. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;bought mummy &amp; daddy pillows as mummy day present and future daddy day present (i don't know over alrdy not thou) (= hope they are sleeping real well right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why but i really enjoyed today. just being on a date with you. after hmmm so so long of home school home. home school home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh. and we finally took some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SCX95tOzboI/AAAAAAAAAaU/iZa7Kq_5zA8/s1600-h/DSC09442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SCX95tOzboI/AAAAAAAAAaU/iZa7Kq_5zA8/s320/DSC09442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198840512705162882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SCX96NOzbpI/AAAAAAAAAac/BYRGmvQTvEs/s1600-h/DSC09443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't revolve around you says (10:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling oh so fat&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't revolve around you says (10:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;kk go do ur work&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't revolve around you says (10:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;when woman talk about their weight, man dont get involved says (10:35 PM):&lt;br /&gt;oh dont worry darling..&lt;br /&gt;when woman talk about their weight, man dont get involved says (10:36 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i Love you cause you make all those fats loOk so cute..&lt;br /&gt;when woman talk about their weight, man dont get involved says (10:36 PM):&lt;br /&gt;ahhh but its not good to have too much fat though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've a dumb darling. &lt;br /&gt;but oh nevermind..he's still so tasty that i wanna bite him when i'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm rather stressed over what to wear tmr. gonna meet up with boyfriend's mum. not like this is the first meeting but.. dint really talk to her before man. this is so nervous breakdown. hahaah i'll wear my red lucky charm and pray for good luck (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8934195065725271438?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8934195065725271438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8934195065725271438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8934195065725271438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8934195065725271438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/05/makes-all-those-fats-look-so-cute.html' title='...makes all those fats loOk so cute'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-738211064707745367</id><published>2008-05-05T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:09:01.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my weekends</title><content type='html'>Happy FOUR months CHOMP!&lt;br /&gt;yea. seems like the clock's turning faster.&lt;br /&gt;time's flying eh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;life's great with you around. definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sadly. i chopp-ed off my hair. it's so little now.&lt;br /&gt;kept grumbling to mum that its so not nice.&lt;br /&gt;think mum so poor thing man.&lt;br /&gt;she's the one who paid for my haircut and yet i dint like my hair.&lt;br /&gt;sorry mum. i'll try to get used to it. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so so.&lt;br /&gt;on last friday right.&lt;br /&gt;so many many girls. wooo! and most shockingly&lt;br /&gt;i saw DAPHNE TAN XUE TING aka GINGER! eh hello!&lt;br /&gt;how long never see you man! stunnage!&lt;br /&gt;so glad she came for the trials.&lt;br /&gt;hope she can get in and wheee!&lt;br /&gt;can have trgn tgt with her. cool leh!&lt;br /&gt;some of the girls are real pretty. heh.&lt;br /&gt;and most are friendly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly i don't feel so drained at the mention of trgn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i thoroughly enjoyed the game on fri night. with the 2 coaches.&lt;br /&gt;it's nice playing and learning in a new position.&lt;br /&gt;seems like all the defensive positions were all taken up so ended up a forward.&lt;br /&gt;haha. not bad not bad. quite nice being upfront once in a while too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends were loitering at west coast park with family.&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, we played this "go-kart" game that's real fun but quite ex. 12 bucks for 1/2 hr. its not like just step paddle one. its like a "go-kart bicycle" LOL. i like i like. as for sunday, our whole family took turns to play badminton. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;daddy emerged the overall winner. cos he's the tallest lo. not fair can :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned for more jasmine (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-738211064707745367?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/738211064707745367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=738211064707745367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/738211064707745367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/738211064707745367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-weekends.html' title='my weekends'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-8664112479420916244</id><published>2008-03-26T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T14:03:52.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>i don't like to work.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to work.&lt;br /&gt;working sucks.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. insanity. )=&lt;br /&gt;i'm so unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;i'll gladly update when all these shit are over (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-8664112479420916244?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/8664112479420916244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=8664112479420916244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8664112479420916244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/8664112479420916244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/03/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3599595134755299383</id><published>2008-03-07T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T10:10:34.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swing swing</title><content type='html'>my boss quite scary leh..&lt;br /&gt;don't know he angry or what. maybe he don't like me using msn, friendster and blogger?LOL. but he nv give work to me. and i nv do anything i'll fall asleep man. HOW HOW. find things occupy myself lo. but don't think he's angry. just TOOO focused. that he totally IGNORED everyone until he thinks his task is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. great. i'm bored again. and.. i'm sick. headache, gastric and flu. thats how good life is ): and.. training later. damn. i'm getting oh-so-lazy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.. mood swings):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3599595134755299383?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3599595134755299383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3599595134755299383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3599595134755299383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3599595134755299383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/03/swing-swing.html' title='swing swing'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3800115414256828067</id><published>2008-03-07T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T09:58:10.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>march 06&lt;br /&gt;work was fine. time passes rather quickly actually. first time i saw my "boss".&lt;br /&gt;as in the person who should be in-charge of me. kind of anyway.&lt;br /&gt;he came back from overseas just today. and... he reached earlier than me. i was late.&lt;br /&gt;raining so heavily at orchard man. not an excuse.. but eh. a reason? HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think today he first time see me. welcome new staff. treat us to lunch den slack at starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;cool right. lunch break's like 2 hrs. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i was so bleary eyed this morning that i had to drink 2 mugs of coffee to keep my eyes from closing.&lt;br /&gt;and ahhh starbucks coffee again. wahhh gastric so protesting now.&lt;br /&gt;medicine also no use )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm and he's so busy. said that he had to clear his mails and stuff. so tmr den can talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;so... today ahh. think no work again HAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met darling after work. i think for an entire week already. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and yeaaa. its nice to have him by my side. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2 months darling (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3800115414256828067?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3800115414256828067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3800115414256828067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3800115414256828067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3800115414256828067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-06-work-was-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-5151503803197380091</id><published>2008-03-02T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T00:29:25.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weather baddd</title><content type='html'>wanted to go east coast today with darling.&lt;br /&gt;but the weather was too good to be true. like rained the whole day only. bahh. and we have like so nothing to do. LOl. met an interesting boy&amp;girl (cos dunno they couple not leh) erm.. no... i mean man&amp;woman. LOL. cos the guy's like 37. hahaah. discussed bout the nicer food at the bedok hawker. quite cool to chat up with people from out of nowhere man!&lt;br /&gt;next we took bus 26 to toa payoh. and on the way there.. got these 2 real noisy girls or rather minahs came on the bus. with a boy. aiyo. and she's screaming throughout the whole journey at the boy. so shitty la.. cos someone screamed at her. ahh so wth. boo!&lt;br /&gt;go toa payoh cos needa go grandma hse. have to reach there before before 7. kinda ard 6 plus. heh. wandered around at toa payoh. then went lib to slack. hahah. waiting for time to pass.. and sadly we kept eating leh. when it's supposed to be budget day can.&lt;br /&gt;we had curry chicken rice. almond cream. lychee&amp;longan ice. 3 doughnuts. a bottle of water. rojak. and hahaha all these are like within a few hours. omg! thats how fattening a relationship can be laaa. but i like it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. tmr will be the first day of work. wish me luck man! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-5151503803197380091?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/5151503803197380091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=5151503803197380091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5151503803197380091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/5151503803197380091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/03/weather-baddd.html' title='weather baddd'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-3521535757510414996</id><published>2008-03-02T01:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T02:25:58.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah. its been far too longg! since i've update haha. &lt;br /&gt;15th feb was a gathering for soccer girls (=&lt;br /&gt;cos some of the girls (haha only 2) are going for attachment overseas. yeahh. so its like a farewell dinner (= ate at seoul garden. and mannn! its damn ex and not very worth it leh. hahah cos i wasn't full at all. WAHAHAH. coach adrian was like. ITS SO FREAKING EX FOR THIS TYPE OF FOOD AND SERVICE! yea true. he treat us to swensens for ice cream haha and promised to grill us all with running for next trgn. tsk tsk. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mVh8g9fCI/AAAAAAAAAZc/U06xNGG6j3U/s1600-h/DSC09319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mVh8g9fCI/AAAAAAAAAZc/U06xNGG6j3U/s320/DSC09319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172830057424321570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheenana and me in nappy room. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. 16th feb. (=&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated our valentines on this day. some things were rather screwed up. and things happened. like no tickets for movie and unexpected events haha.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is. we get to grab a box of muah chee and herbal tea. LOL. and settle at some chairs to have our so called supper. LOL. its nice just spending time with you. wherever we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mViMg9fDI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AUjUoSK8610/s1600-h/DSC09326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mViMg9fDI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AUjUoSK8610/s320/DSC09326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172830061719288882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling and me. wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm andandand. 27 feb (=&lt;br /&gt;hahah. i'm so sorry man. i can't remember much. days were spent on cptc, shift work and soccer trgns on monday. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of going clubbing on the 27th. jac msged me to ask me whether wanna go club. HAHA. i was so stunned. cos thats exactly what i was thinking bout. its cool how we can click so well. i love talking to her. cos its oh-so-nice.&lt;br /&gt;went zouk at night. but the music aint our type and the floor was oh damn packed. haahah. actually i'm quite okay. LOL. everywhere's nice with sanee around. awww. heh. &lt;br /&gt;hmmm hoping that the pasture will be greener at MOS. we decided to cab there. ahhh only to find the music.. soso lo. ahah. actually dint want jac to find clubbin boring one cos i think its her first time. but alas... i kinda failed lo. cos everything went quite bad. whooops. )= &lt;br /&gt;wanted to bring them to boat quay.. but haha. as blur as i am or maybe as dumb as can be. i lead them walking around here and there. and then told them i lost my way. LOL.  imagine their horror. so they settle st some seats instead. AHHA. while i called my friends hysterically. trying to figure out whats that place called (its actually boat quay). called jialin to ask for directions. and jar who was so so helpful, picked us up at clarke quay. thanks man! its been so so long since i last saw them. and still we dint manage a good long hearty chat like last times. may we meet up soon guys (=&lt;br /&gt;pub dint have the things we want so we left to find another place to drink. ahhaha. i'm sorry to make jac and kel run so much and made them so tired too. hahah. must be tough on them following me around when any minute i might tell them.. ahhh i'm lost. HAHA. we went for beef hor fun. next to 7-11 to grab some drinks and chips. heh. jac was suddenly so enthu. she suggested weird games man. piggyback. like ehhh! you sure not. and summore not the guys carry ahhh!? and i couldn't believe it. she could actually piggback kel. LIKE WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mVisg9fEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hFFPSCrHOJw/s1600-h/DSC09342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mVisg9fEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hFFPSCrHOJw/s320/DSC09342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172830070309223490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. MY FAILED ATTEMPT 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mdtMg9fFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/AVb_oVzJP1s/s1600-h/DSC09346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mdtMg9fFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/AVb_oVzJP1s/s320/DSC09346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172839046790872146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE! ULTIMATE YAYNESS! GOOD ATTEMPT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. and ever since. i got hooked on piggybacking :D hahaah. like damn cool man. heh. and we camwhore all the way to the cow and statues then to the bridge. and there we were at a bridge till next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mdtcg9fGI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_vgbMPC2Rac/s1600-h/DSC09354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mdtcg9fGI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_vgbMPC2Rac/s320/DSC09354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172839051085839458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS RIDE THE COW HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mdt8g9fHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/AjbKryHsPX8/s1600-h/DSC09367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mdt8g9fHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/AjbKryHsPX8/s320/DSC09367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172839059675774066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANEE the GREAT with SIX hands!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mfM8g9fII/AAAAAAAAAaM/rYSQykwfA5g/s1600-h/DSC09371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mfM8g9fII/AAAAAAAAAaM/rYSQykwfA5g/s320/DSC09371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172840691763346562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cow must be panting. having US ALL on it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-3521535757510414996?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/3521535757510414996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=3521535757510414996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3521535757510414996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/3521535757510414996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/03/hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/R8mVh8g9fCI/AAAAAAAAAZc/U06xNGG6j3U/s72-c/DSC09319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-7987664751521628533</id><published>2008-02-14T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:41:37.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY V DAY</title><content type='html'>darling got me feeling so euphoric instead of the teary scene he was expecting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's damn cute and ... certainly very romantic. hahaa. and there i was thinking i'm so damn quixotic. ahhh. i love you. you gave me such a shock. i think i must have been dumb. to only realise everything moments later haah. i'll so trust my gut feeling next time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy woke me up at 5.35am. i thought i was late for attachment man. that would be hell. cause cabbing to jurong island is like the greatest no-no way to spend my bucks can. when i'm paying for the transport too! yea... and he msged me to wake him up later. and suddenly i heard my doorbell rang. haha. and i din even sense smth wrong. ahh. see. dumb.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it was sanee. but but but. that guy gave me paper to sign den pass me everything. den he walked away la. ahhh. so i closed the door lo. thinking how much he resembles my boyfriend. and that guy might have been a mute or smth. his attitude was so hostile. lol.&lt;br /&gt;went into my room and open up the envelope. and AHHHH! there's him in the pic with the pretty flowers and godiva. and okay i can't believe how dumb am i. cos i'm still thinking.. ohh clever huh. use FedEx to deliver it to me in the wee hours. den i realise... ehhh smth wrong laa. why bith person in same clothes one. i ran to the door while calling him, and tada! there he was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;yes la darling.. damn surprised can. give me shock early in the morning. hahah. i still can't believe he cabbed all the way from bedok. i thought he was just joking man. maybe his uncle or mum's downstairs. hahahh. HELLO. i still think you're superbly romantic and crazy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was imagining.. i'll get all teary and hmmmm dunno. hahah i'm seriously serious touched laa but think its too early early and im too stunned to even react.&lt;br /&gt;but but but but but.. you know right.....i think this is the first valentine's with my boyfriend... and it's so smashing because i get to spend it with sanee...and it's so special because...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh&lt;br /&gt;gotta study for tmr's test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO LOVED ONES :D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;else... hmmm i dunwanna repeat attachment. so dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-7987664751521628533?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/7987664751521628533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=7987664751521628533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7987664751521628533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/7987664751521628533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-v-day.html' title='HAPPY V DAY'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-6925762406440201426</id><published>2008-02-04T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:34:54.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of cptc ):</title><content type='html'>things are fine. hahah. and yea.. imma happy girl. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams finally ended.think i screwed up a few papers. but im just simply glad that they're over. dun really feel like studying and striving for exams this sem. no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went chinatown with jioojiu, mel, rainbow &amp; ai lin. rather refreshing going out with classmates &amp; friends. you'll never know how fun they are until you kind of interact with them outside school. its nice. ahahha. damn happening man. went geylang during hari raya, little india during deepavali and chinatown during cny. like damn cool can. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm yea and so.. that unfateful attachment started. HAHAHA. people were like starting to countdown alrdy. LOL. damn nice. said to be 18 more days before the end of our misery. (: yayness. isit 17 more now cos today we managed to survive the FIRST DAY :D but it was real tiring. my group was doing some tank gauging prac. so have to climb up the tank. hahaha. while watching my group mates do the prac, i almost fell off the tank. LOL. yea.. damn. i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;dougnut said if i wanna doze off, at least find a safer place. LOL. like so true laa!&lt;br /&gt;new year's coming and i.... haven really gotten my cny clothes yet. aww i'm so dead.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ONE MONTH TO MY SELF-PROCLAMIED HANDSOME BOY.&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-6925762406440201426?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/6925762406440201426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=6925762406440201426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6925762406440201426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/6925762406440201426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-day-of-cptc.html' title='first day of cptc ):'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32073038.post-410412427042391247</id><published>2008-01-23T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:10:26.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed day</title><content type='html'>i screwed my bio.&lt;br /&gt;fucking screwed it.&lt;br /&gt;sanee was asking me to study, so that there won't be fucktup feeling.&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't serious enuff. this is likemore than fucktup. its like a confirm forward. thou know that theres huge possibilty of that, but hey, who wants to forward man.&lt;br /&gt;so hopefully, i so so would like a D-. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went gym for a short while. did a few reps and i feel oh-so tired.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why. but everyone seem to be feeling sucky. that sadly include me.&lt;br /&gt;awww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32073038-410412427042391247?l=momohua.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/feeds/410412427042391247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32073038&amp;postID=410412427042391247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/410412427042391247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32073038/posts/default/410412427042391247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momohua.blogspot.com/2008/01/screwed-day.html' title='screwed day'/><author><name>`mlh-.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYtOnPoTFWY/SLv2D7EbV7I/AAAAAAAAAcE/YaSLIUmU7Yo/S220/i+love+you.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
