<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828</id><updated>2009-10-13T15:13:01.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>((:  breathe me  .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>396</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-6833591602097790837</id><published>2007-11-26T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T15:23:19.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'VE MOVED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsreallynoneofyourbusiness.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://itsreallynoneofyourbusiness.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-6833591602097790837?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/6833591602097790837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=6833591602097790837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6833591602097790837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6833591602097790837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/bye.html' title='BYE~'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-121566429697008246</id><published>2007-11-25T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T04:45:23.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>This is Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Maybe things happened too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2 years of relationship with him ended so quickly and I remember knowing him when I was merely 15 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Got together with him when I was 16 and ended everything after my birthday and I think I was so mean to hurt him so much and he was so nice to me and made me even more guilty for what I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But afterall, it's called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Flames became dust, lovers became friends and slowly friends became strangers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Complete strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No more attachment to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Except the $250.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Gee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm getting crazy over this matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE FORGOTTEN HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After a break, finally got over this and found someone who might be better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At least being responsible for whatever he does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let's just take things slowly baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't wanna rush. I don't want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We might just end very soon or some time later or we won't even end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We are going to UK for studies when we graduate with jie and kor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We promised each other to study real hard, and graduate from ITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You told me the same thing as what the previous "he" told me. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will be the one to ditch you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hopefully we will be happy ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Good luck to me, good luck to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Afterall, this is love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Endnote: Can anyone spare a thought for me? I'm in pain and you guys wanna force me to do things just because you idiots wanna get the marks and the same species of you guys didn' even put in any effort and get the marks. C'on man. I'm ill. Spare a thought for MEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-121566429697008246?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/121566429697008246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=121566429697008246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/121566429697008246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/121566429697008246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-love.html' title='This is Love.'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-5269820141998795201</id><published>2007-11-24T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T08:39:43.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>241107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't feel good. I don't feel great. I don't feel happy. I'm feeling so unwell, upset, impaired and I'm in pain. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not sure what's wrong with me though. The pain keeps on coming and going. It's driving me crazy and I'm not sure if I'm well to work tonight or not BUT I've gotta go as I'm going to get my pay tonight. I'm so broke and Vince's going overseas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Geee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Work was ok last night just that Audrey helped me with my makeup! I love black eyeshadows and smoky eyes. Weee! And I just realised my eyes are huge. HAHA. Anyway there was this group of people which consisted of 11 paxes came into Millions and I was the one who gave them their table. Expecting them to drink liqour or something. This lady asked me if we have ginger ale or not. -___- The man asked me if there's ice water. The rest, they drank beer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-____________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wasted our table and lost our business for at least 3 hours and Vince wasn't that happy about it. Everybody wasn't happy about it. They made big fat noises, loud laughters. Later in the night Vince asked me to challenge 5 10 with Wilson cause' Suying gave up. And I got myself fucking drunk. -__- Baby came so late. Brought me back home and puked on the way back and in the toilet bowl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Remembered him cleaning up my face, sponging me, took out my lenses for me. So nice of him. And assured me that he will return after sending back the car. Lucky I was fucking asleep. If not I gotta wait till 6 plus this morning, only to see him fucking drunk also. Like, DUH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Saw him anyhow anyhow to the living room and laid on the couch. -_- He's gonna blame me for not giving him space on the bed again. If he dares lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hahahahhahahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nothing much to write about. Just that it's time for me to see the doc again for the pain. Cause' it's affecting me, my work, my studies, my mood and my body. I'm getting dizzy. Time to sleep again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-5269820141998795201?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/5269820141998795201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=5269820141998795201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5269820141998795201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5269820141998795201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/241107.html' title='241107'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-140487660446861016</id><published>2007-11-23T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T13:32:30.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>231107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What have I been doing for the past few days? Somehow I don't remember. I only know I'm hurting again and the crazy doc wanted to gimme 1 week mc. -__- Sure gonna get debarred from exams if I really used that magical paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to work and got some nags. Anyway it's not because I'm his gf and my performance dropped. I'm still myself. And she herself didn't even stand outside to get customers in, and her status is the same as me. Why does she get more privileges than us? There's no need for me to use his name and thinking that you will not do anything to me. I come to work, I earn my bucks, I do whatever I need to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Been quite an unhappy night, and wasn't that focus at work. Boat quay was so quiet last night and we had to close at 2am. =( Not my fault now alright? It's not as if I couldn't get the people in. But it was really quiet what. Duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't get why parents get so worked up when their own child is ill and couldn't go to school. Oh, so it's my fault for having the pain and my fault for getting myself medicine AND my fault for not going to school which is all the way at SIMEI?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If it's not because of you, I won't even be studying in nursing now. If it's not because of you, I am not the school's dog and being bullied in school for wearing such fucked up uniform. Maybe I was stupid and not choosing other courses. Dang. Some stupid modules like CDP, TPS which are so irrelevant to nursing and we are paying the school fees for that. That's so idiotic. And we don't do sales when we work in hospitals right? Nincompoop school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyway, enough of the whining. New song, and some pics. Bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0ZjU09N3aI/AAAAAAAAAeM/OsoF2TyJ-us/s1600-h/DSC02894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135901634526567842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0ZjU09N3aI/AAAAAAAAAeM/OsoF2TyJ-us/s320/DSC02894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0ZjVU9N3bI/AAAAAAAAAeU/G0G_KLibu60/s1600-h/DSC02899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135901643116502450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0ZjVU9N3bI/AAAAAAAAAeU/G0G_KLibu60/s320/DSC02899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0ZjWE9N3cI/AAAAAAAAAec/mpo75wi6dD8/s1600-h/DSC02902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135901656001404354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0ZjWE9N3cI/AAAAAAAAAec/mpo75wi6dD8/s320/DSC02902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0ZjWU9N3dI/AAAAAAAAAek/1SIOrQa2RQg/s1600-h/DSC02904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135901660296371666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0ZjWU9N3dI/AAAAAAAAAek/1SIOrQa2RQg/s320/DSC02904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0Zk0k9N3mI/AAAAAAAAAfs/AOm9wgZurgY/s1600-h/DSC02933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135903279499042402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0Zk0k9N3mI/AAAAAAAAAfs/AOm9wgZurgY/s320/DSC02933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There's this girl whom I saw in Cafe1 and her legs were so opened and I took a snapshot of it. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0Zk009N3nI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OmltdER1efQ/s1600-h/DSC02934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135903283794009714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0Zk009N3nI/AAAAAAAAAf0/OmltdER1efQ/s320/DSC02934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-140487660446861016?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/140487660446861016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=140487660446861016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/140487660446861016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/140487660446861016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/231107.html' title='231107'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/R0ZjU09N3aI/AAAAAAAAAeM/OsoF2TyJ-us/s72-c/DSC02894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-8718293434194805600</id><published>2007-11-21T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:36:44.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>211107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I haven't been online to post my pictures but I will be going back to do my project because of some fucked up group members who claimed that they had already passed me and Reb the simplest job of looking for newspaper articles. I personally don't find it simple and I also don't think there's any need to put up news articles in the project cause' it's not compulsary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can't really do my part because of my school and work. So what? You mean we can't work and YOU can? Don't ever call me a racist when you yourself make use of us. SHE didn't do anything in the project and just by saying that she isn't interested means you guys can let her have her marks and let her go just like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You wanna be a professionist, who doesn't? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Baby's coming to my place tonight and I don't think I will have the time for him. Because of some people. Shit you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Saw this cute guy while walking to the pc lab and he was tremendously, vulgarly, fuckingly CUTE. Wanted to get his number. But they saw us running away from them. Geeee. Was so embarrassed. We only have 1 week in school and I wanna see him more and I'm drooling for him. He saw us peeking at him from upstairs and I felt so nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One more good reason why I love school. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hate school because of some people. I love school because of the handsomes and hunks. I hate school because I hate to stay in class and make my arse melt because of the heat. I hate school because of the black chocolates in the class. (milk chocs are not bad actually. They are nice afterall. BUT absolutely not the black ones.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love school because it's ending soon and hols are coming and I can work full time during hols! And I felt so goooooooddd! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Right. Enough said. Felicia sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-8718293434194805600?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/8718293434194805600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=8718293434194805600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/8718293434194805600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/8718293434194805600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/211107.html' title='211107'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-6368397575600708139</id><published>2007-11-19T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T10:52:38.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I look forward for WEEKENDS.'/><title type='text'>191107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Was called back for work last Friday. Was so tired already cause' I didn't expect to work that night and promised baby for an outing. So, no choice, baby had to pop down at Millions to look for me that night. Packed many many things too cause' I was going to stay over at baby's place for the night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Work sucked totally. Jessica and Vince got vulgarly drunk and me and Jeremy were the only one working. Don't wanna mention Ping and Yvonne lar. Both of them were like Siamese Twins and didn't really do what they were supposed to do and I am already used to it. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Walked up and down, refilling ice and mixers, taking orders, and only got to catch my breath in the counter with my final tapioca cake and I felt so satisfied. Carried on with the vigorous work and didn't realise time passed so fucking fast! Baby came with Vincent and I was damn happy to see him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sat at Zhiwei's table, and slacked for awhile and Jeremy sat in front of me. Told him that I was so shagged out( he nods), but when the moment I saw baby I felt so refreshed. =D Baby was so fucking cute lar. Wore my specs throughout the night. Cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finally finished work, drunkard big Vince talked alot and kept us till 5am just because he wanna play pool with baby's Vincent. Played played played, drink drank but no drunk. We watched movie from the system and finally it was time to go home! Reached baby's room, and dozed off immeidately even though I asked him to buy bee hoon for me. Geee. =( Sorry dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woke up feeling fresh and went to the living room for my cold bee hoon and watched MTV. Baby told me he hadn't sleep for 1 hour yet. -___- Because, I SLEPT THE WHOLE BED. He told me Tiffany was laughing at me when I was asleep and was waiting for me to give baby his space. Tiff was damn cute lar. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finished my bee hoon, had my smoke, felt sleepy and went to bed. Baby gotten his stupid space and too bad I couldn't sleep back. Stoned on the bed with him and listened to his snores. Dozed off for a moment and Jiansheng called baby's phone. -___- Fetching us in an hour's time and we were still in bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Shook baby up but slept back myself. Jiansheng came upstairs and knocked the door, and I was showering. Baby was stoning and talking to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cuteness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wore my new dress and Tiff and Uncle were in the living room. Got my morning stick and wished Uncle happy birthday. =D Off we go and Candy was kinda pissed off waiting for us. Sorry babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to Bugis and had steamboat! Shiokness. Ate till damn full and I hate their waitresses. Knowing that we were 5 persons, she gave us a 4 seater and blamed us for blocking the way. Never mind about this. She told us to move our plates away from the next table cause' there're two customers wanna sit there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Besides that pathetic table, no other tables meh? China people are brain dead people. Not flexible in their thinking. Stupid asses. Don't think I will be going there again even though the food was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to Parco to get my eyelashes and glamour tapes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jiansheng drove me to work and baby left me for Bedok. Work was boring cause' I couldn't drink. Work work work. Baby, Vincent, Jiansheng, Derrick and another unknown guy came and baby left for like 1 hour plus cause' he went to Lighthouse to meet a girl who asked him to go there to find her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dickhead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He came back and was drunk. Stupid Lighthouse girl. =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Vincent drove me back cause' I was pissed off at baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Reached home and baby called me and found him quite boring on the phone and slept immediately we hung up. Woke up at 4 plus the next late afternoon and realised it was a Sunday and my longggggggggg weekends had just ended and wasn't feeling really happy and was planning to stay at home. Zhiwei called and asked me to wake up and prepare to go out as they were on their way to my place already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So, I rushed my stuffs and waited waited waited and waited. 6 plus, they were not here. 7 plus, they reached finally. Drove to Cine and met baby, Jiansheng and Vincent there. Finally got my tastebuds in contact with Martel and felt so good. Baoyi was there! So we crazed together. Baby told me something that reminded me of the other night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There was this lady and a guy, they came in and asked for Cordon Bleu. I thought they were just playing cause' they were with baby that gang de ma. So I asked if they wanted really Cordon Bleu or just Martel? So they replied me CB, then I went to ask Jere and Jere went to ask Vince. Because.... BECAUSE... We only have 1 bottle Cordon Bleu for the time being only! Cb and that lady went to tell baby that there's this waitress in Millions who doesn't know the difference between Cordon Bleu and Martel. CCB lor. I know lor. Just that we only have 1 bottle CB and nobody has opened CB from us before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyway you stepped into our pub, you can choose not to enter a stupid waitress' territory what. We always welcome people. But to you, I'm not sure though. I don't care whether you are baby's friend, or you expect me to treat you nice just to give baby his pride, very very very truly sincerely SORRY that I won't. Was so pissed at this matter last night and didn't talk to baby much cause' he kept apologising for her and asking me not to be angry with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Got anything just come back and open that stupid bottle and talk to me lar. Baby said she didn't know I am his gf and she just say say nia. NIA. Kan ninia eh. I don't care you know or not but saying that a waitress working in a bar who doesn't know the difference between CB and Martell is ABSURD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went back and sleep sleep sleep at 5 plus and felt so fucking refreshed cause' I was so excited for school! I miss school and my friends! =D I'm back!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Pictures will be uploaded the next time I log in. Time for break! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-6368397575600708139?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/6368397575600708139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=6368397575600708139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6368397575600708139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6368397575600708139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/191107.html' title='191107'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-5444916806952610749</id><published>2007-11-16T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T14:42:02.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>161107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woke up by my mum at 9 plus in the morning just because baby wants me to take my medicine at 9. -______- And I was so pissed off and told my mum off. =( Couldn't sleep back and baby called at 10 plus to remind me to take my medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off for the whole morning, laid on my bed and don't wanna sleep anymore, walked out of my room and grabbed my bread with Nutella and swallowed my pills. Disgusted. Mapled for my bro and baby called again to ask for a meet up session. Met baby and stayed at his home till 8 plus cause' we had to wait for Vince to settle his stuffs. Drove us to Marina South for steamboat and ate till we puked. I couldn't have my seafood. Baby cooked chicken chicken chicken for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked while eating and I made Vince felt so "duh!" of me. He thinks I'm a heavy smoker cause' I could smoke 4 sticks in 45 minutes and he thought that I would die immediately. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove to Carls Code and got to know this cute girl called Baoyi AKA Adeline. What I can say is she is sucha noisy girl. Little bit little bit also scream. But she was fun. Enjoyed my night with her (even though I couldn't drink for the time being). Went to Millions after that and got a lil' trouble with my schedule cause' I wanna work tonight, which is Friday. But baby didn't allow me to. I rather work today than on Sunday when I can only go back at 3 and school will start at 8. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after Millions. Baby drove Vince's car to send me back and we talked and talked and talked. Baby's so cute last night. Reached home and did abit of project and wanted to send HIM the articles. But he himself gave me the wrong email. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday today and I wanna go out! Jeremy doesn't allow me to work tonight either. Reb's going Daber O with the boys and I wanna join them! But I'm not sure if I will start to hurt or not. Geeeeee. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;** Blogger cannot upload pictures. Damn. I love watching MTV Mandarin with Baby. :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Post-note: We are the Jin family. We are from Korea. And we are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeremy&lt;/strong&gt;: Jin Yan Dao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby&lt;/strong&gt;: Jin Shiao Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Derrick&lt;/strong&gt;: Jin Han Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adeline&lt;/strong&gt;: Jin Swi Rah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;: Jin Cheo Rah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-5444916806952610749?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/5444916806952610749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=5444916806952610749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5444916806952610749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5444916806952610749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/161107.html' title='161107'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-6110100806700553887</id><published>2007-11-15T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T11:11:36.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I got UTI and I'm not feeling well. So, I won't be blogging until I'm well. SGH A&amp;amp;E sucks. Made me wait so long. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Post-note: I owed you too much. You'd been there taking care of me since day 1 and it felt so weird. You're really sweet. But sometimes you're just too pussy, nanny and mosquito-y. Afterall, thank you so much dear. I love you. &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-6110100806700553887?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/6110100806700553887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=6110100806700553887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6110100806700553887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6110100806700553887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick.'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-6405741778602417112</id><published>2007-11-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:31:45.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you~'/><title type='text'>131107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Right. 6 days after I last blogged and I kinda forgotten everything about what I did for the past days. But I knew I worked like a cow without having off days. And I was so shagged about it. Anyway it was rewarding lar. Cause' I earned quite alot this week but all the money were spent on my MEDICAL BILL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Was feeling so damn sick this morning when I reached school and went back at 10 plus to Chinatown to see my doctor. Baby met me to bring me there. I thought I was having UTI or some other kinda female illness, that's why I went all the way to my favourite doctor. But, it was false alarm and I spent $199 for consultation and 2 kinds of anitibiotics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;DAMN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went back home, cried like hell cause' it still hurt and went to Bukit Batok(baby came to fetch me from home) to see my childhood doctor but all he told me was I was having constipation. That's all and mum paid $28.80 on it only. This is the different between city and neighbourhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Reached home with baby. Baby was so sweet cause' he bought me cigs. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright. I'm too lazy to blog and I dunno what to blog cause' I failed to remember what I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-6405741778602417112?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/6405741778602417112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=6405741778602417112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6405741778602417112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6405741778602417112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/131107.html' title='131107'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-1247101277184981266</id><published>2007-11-07T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T14:32:37.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crappy post.'/><title type='text'>071107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Been so busy so I didn't really blog much and afterall I kinda forgot what I did for the past few days. So, I'll just write something about yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;School sucked and slept through most of it. Cause' I was so fucking tired and my lenses couldn't stick to my eyes and my poor eyes felt so dry and sleepy. Sleep slept sleepen. -___- Z monster fought with me and I was woken up by friends for falling asleep. Too bad lar. I'm a busy woman who needs to work in the night and study in the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Why do I torture myself like this you might wonder. I'm not torturing myself but I'm training myself to be independent and not getting money from my parents and other people, especially my future BF. I won't allow him to send alot of bucks on me unless I allow him to do it lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Met up with Jessica after school and I was rushing my way down to meet her. Cause' Mark wanted to see me at 830pm. But I was still at Woodlands at 740pm. So, we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Xcraft@Junction8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Xcraft@Junction8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; to enquire the piercing. But they said body piercings are only available at Far East or Tampines. I was so disappointed cause' I realised I came out for nothing last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Took a cab down to SMU to find Mark and he looked so shagged because of his studies, project meetings and his car's bodykit came off, his car's engine blew and he needs to redo his car this Saturday and I know his precious car means alot alot alot to him. Geee. I gave him my big fat massage last night and hoped he will feel much much better. And today he's meeting those big clients for job interview cause' he's ranked top 3 in his class. Well done! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hope you will get the job! =D=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm feeling so energetic for the first time going to school. Maybe because my adrenaline is pumping cause' I know I'm working tonight? Or is it because I'm going to pierce my belly after school with Jess? =D=D I'm just so excited and I want school to end fast today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Right. I'm meeting Mark this Thursday again! =D=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is a crappy post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-1247101277184981266?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/1247101277184981266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=1247101277184981266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/1247101277184981266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/1247101277184981266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/071107.html' title='071107'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-5702489967068720971</id><published>2007-11-04T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T18:45:38.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy birthday my dear.'/><title type='text'>041107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2nd Nov. Mark's early birthday bash at MOVIDA! Happy! I'm not going to type anything cause' I'm afraid some bitch will log on into the net and found her name in my blog. So, pics will say them all! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was fun on 3rd Nov. Went to Dragonfly with Jess and some other cuties. So, pics will still say them all cause' I'm so late for work now! Will continue when I've got the time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2cn63IgRI/AAAAAAAAAbo/19CQhb7F-g4/s1600-h/DSC02819.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128927760274194706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2cn63IgRI/AAAAAAAAAbo/19CQhb7F-g4/s320/DSC02819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2cqq3IgSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/rjse7VgqnOE/s1600-h/DSC02820.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128927807518834978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2cqq3IgSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/rjse7VgqnOE/s320/DSC02820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128927859058442546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2ctq3IgTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/U6h0xI6MpTc/s320/DSC02821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2cvq3IgVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u7Spu2CHAGM/s1600-h/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128927893418180946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2cvq3IgVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u7Spu2CHAGM/s320/DSC02827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2eAK3IgWI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ohNWuQLI2TQ/s1600-h/DSC02825.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929276397650274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2eAK3IgWI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ohNWuQLI2TQ/s320/DSC02825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My silly birthday boy at the left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2eA63IgXI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TXXOGcYel5o/s1600-h/DSC02826.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929289282552178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2eA63IgXI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TXXOGcYel5o/s320/DSC02826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Aren't they HOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929538390655378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2ePa3IgZI/AAAAAAAAAck/2_xSA-2l91A/s320/DSC02833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2eQ63IgaI/AAAAAAAAAcs/DmJhjrJm9Is/s1600-h/DSC02834.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929564160459170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2eQ63IgaI/AAAAAAAAAcs/DmJhjrJm9Is/s320/DSC02834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's NOT my twist at the right alright?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2eRK3IgbI/AAAAAAAAAc0/YLxOVVJn5dw/s1600-h/DSC02835.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128929568455426482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2eRK3IgbI/AAAAAAAAAc0/YLxOVVJn5dw/s320/DSC02835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2fha3IgdI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7C_365zGlI0/s1600-h/DSC02830.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128930947139928530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2fha3IgdI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7C_365zGlI0/s320/DSC02830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128930951434895842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2fhq3IgeI/AAAAAAAAAdM/WmIdkF6ROks/s320/DSC02838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128931677284368914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2gL63IghI/AAAAAAAAAdg/MiqjJqV3EcM/s320/DSC02844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kenni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At Dragonfly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2hNq3IgjI/AAAAAAAAAds/gH4s8fvMT_g/s1600-h/DSC02847.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128932806860767794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2hNq3IgjI/AAAAAAAAAds/gH4s8fvMT_g/s320/DSC02847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2hl63IglI/AAAAAAAAAd8/57OQmRPF2T0/s1600-h/DSC02849.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128933223472595538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2hl63IglI/AAAAAAAAAd8/57OQmRPF2T0/s320/DSC02849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2hOK3IgkI/AAAAAAAAAd0/9D_JhKoyDI8/s1600-h/DSC02848.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128932815450702402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2hOK3IgkI/AAAAAAAAAd0/9D_JhKoyDI8/s320/DSC02848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's Nelson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2hma3IgmI/AAAAAAAAAeE/bLXej1xXYJ8/s1600-h/DSC02850.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128933232062530146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2hma3IgmI/AAAAAAAAAeE/bLXej1xXYJ8/s320/DSC02850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's all. And I'm freaking late for work already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-5702489967068720971?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/5702489967068720971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=5702489967068720971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5702489967068720971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5702489967068720971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/041107.html' title='041107'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Ry2cn63IgRI/AAAAAAAAAbo/19CQhb7F-g4/s72-c/DSC02819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-6975206717706730791</id><published>2007-11-02T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T14:48:38.445+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whole loads of SHIT.'/><title type='text'>021107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S FINALLY NOVEMBER! AND IT ALSO MEANT IT'S COMING TO YEAR END. AND IT ALSO MEANT I'M GRADUATING FROM SCHOOL SOON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Whole loads of craps, but I'm still going to write them all out. Cause' I've got nothing to do right now. You can choose to close your window, or grab a cup of coffee and sit in front of your PC and make sure that you don't grow pressure ulcers on your ass. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;30.10.07.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I forgot what I did in school, so I'm going to write what I did after school. Went back home and actually meeting James for some shopping spree. Asked me to call him when I got home, the only thing I kena was to call him for like over 20 times, and he didn't pick up his stupid phone. He was asleep. So, luckily Raymond was at town at that time, met up with him, and went to buy my dress at Chaos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Damn nice and it kinda cost me a bomb. Cost me a bomb cause' I didn't have much cash with me that night. But never mind. Mark and Gab came to meet me after Rarmond left. Went for makan and did the most stupidest thing in the world. Both of them asked me to buy drinks. When I was walking halfway to the drinks stall, I made a U-turn and they asked me if the stall had close. I said, nope, I forgot what you two wanna drink already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-___- Both was like laughing at me so hard lar. Damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They went to Fisherman Village and I headed down to Millions to look for Seong and Vincent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;31.11.07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No work that day, but kinda had a small tiny conflict with my groupmate. All about project works everytime. I swore I didn't receieve any emails from her. But she just kept saying she had already send to me. -_- Met up with James after school and got my new shoes! =D=D New dress and new shoes just for Friday! Gotta give my birthday boy a great surprise! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;James was so blur that night and it made him damn cute lar. Went to get his new shirt and there was this salesgirl, she asked me if I'm from Simei or not. I said yes and she started talking about James. Haha. Then I lied to her that James is my brother and he's single and available and he's working at Attica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She was like so "into" him, and was sticking to him the whole time we were at her shop. Finally left and the girl said James was as dark as charcoal. HAHAHAHHAHA. Sad arh James? Cry lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went for some ice cream at Gelare and I went back home, he went to work. Shagged the whole day that day cause' I hadn't get any good night sleep since the beginning of the week. Geeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;01.11.07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Slept through my whole day in school and went to rush for work. Not really rush for work yet, but to meet Mark and his friends for dinner at a restaurant in Bedok. Reached his car at the right time and he accused me for being late. -_- Fuck you understand?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sat at the restaurant cause' so many people were late. Everybody saw my new Uno VS, and wanted to have a try. So, I smoked like only 6 sticks and the new pack was gone already. -_- $11.80 lehhh!!! Not cheap lehhhh! Gotta get new ones later already. Mark sent me to work after that and I enjoyed having dinner with his friends. Just that the only topic they talked about was only cars cars and still &lt;strong&gt;CARS&lt;/strong&gt;. Butit was nice though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Vincent's got a new girlfriend and I think she's from China. Looked very cheena leh. Tiffany was there too. All waitresses were working except Shuying. Was quite pissed during work cause' one of the waitresses didn't know what she was doing and she was like getting paid for enjoying and entertaining herself with the microphone and the customers. She didn't do what she was supposed to do like to refill ice buckets and attending to customers who were coming in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DANG. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Obviously Jere hasn't talked to her yet. And she made the world's most ridiculous request of leaving work at 2am last night when I was the only one working till 3. Might as well just fire her? Happy she comes to work, not happy, doesn't come. -__- Money isn't &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; easy to earn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jess's friend bought crab for us and we ate till damn song. Was so happy at work lar. =D=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went back home after work, and Ah Seong called me to talk while I'm on the way back cause' I'm afraid if I were to fall asleep in the cab, the uncle will bring me to somewhere and rape me. Got home feeling damn alert for the first time and planned not to go to school on Friday. Why am I not going school on Friday? All because of Deepavali, we were to make up for the lessons missed on Friday morning when we can go school at 1pm. So, I don't really give much damn about it, and skipped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I hate dark chocolates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;02.11.07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yeah yeah. Skipped school today and finally gotten my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD NIGHT SLEEP&lt;/span&gt; for the first time this week and I felt so fucking fucking fucking fucking shiok!!! Came online to settle my editing for my project, and realised this groupmate of mine had given my a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whole load of bullshits&lt;/span&gt;. Hello? We are talking about intrinsic and extrinsic factors in a working environment and &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; about education and students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Funny she asked me to modify and edit the whole load of shit myself to working environoment and I couldn't do it! Not because my English is poor, but it's very impossible for me. So, I just don't give a damn and smsed her to do her research again. How are we gonna finish our project on time if everybody is to gimme craps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yeah, I know I'm the editor. But there's no need for you to send me &lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whole load of shits&lt;/span&gt; and wanting me to sort of the infos myself right? Might as well I do everything myself and hand up with only my name on the cover? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sometimes I don't really care about what people think of me, the way I am, or the way I do things. If one day like now, I'm feeling good and I wanna do something serious, please thank god for that. Cause' everybody knows I'm a lazy person. If I wanna put in effort, I will put as much in as I can. So, don't treat Chinese for granted and let me do everything. Damn. Stupid Mdm Tan PG who separated me and Reb up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We only have like 6 pathetic chinese in the class? And she expected every group to have at least one chinese. CCB. That the fucking Indians can have the whole group with their friends who are also indians lar? Some of them are malay-indians. Can arh laidat? Why are we chinese always getting bullied in class? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BECAUSE WE ARE THE MINORITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Fuck you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm chewing on pork now. My mum cooked it and I'm proud that I can have pig intestines, pig fats, pig brain, pig pig pig for my meals. I'm proud that I can speak fluent Chinese. But that doesn't mean I'm proud of getting bullied in class or in my group. I will try to negotiate stuffs with them even if they don't want to. Right. I'm being a lil' racist here. Angry? Fuck off and don't read lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Right right. Don't wanna spoil my mood for today's special event. I'm meeting Marissa at Vivo later and head off to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! For my birthday boy's birthday bash! VIP SOFA!! =D=D HAPPY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright. I wanna stop here now. My ass is growing sores already. And I'm getting fat eating those pork. But they are just too &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YUMMMEYYY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-6975206717706730791?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/6975206717706730791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=6975206717706730791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6975206717706730791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6975206717706730791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/11/021107.html' title='021107'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-679901926549687747</id><published>2007-10-29T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:12:47.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>271007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Happy early halloween! Met up with Audrey to get our costumes for our work at night. Slacked at Mr Bean's while Aud called the Costumez House at Parklane. But nobody picked up and we were so bloody disappointed lar. Reese and Kirk were with us, so since Kirk drives, we went to Far East to try our luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At first we saw this French Maid one, the material sucked and I don't really like it. But Aud went to give it a try and it turned out like shit. Tried many many many many many costumes but none suited us. So, went to the cosplay shop at the end of the shopping mall. The french maid one was sold out and we were so so so so so so so so disappointed again lar. Cause' it only cost 60 plus bucks and it was very very very uber nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Too bad. So, went upstairs and check things out. Tried this nurse uniform and foudn it damn nice. Cause' it was short and damn kinky. Able to see both Kirk and Reese drooling already. So, no choice, we got that costume and went to buy female boxers. I bought a new bra for that too cause' I'm flat chested. Geee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wasn't our fault right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Work was damn tiring cause' most of the time I was pulling down my dress. Got back home early after work once I got my pay and I felt good! I'm rich again! =D=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Right. I'm so lazy to type, and I've only 1 pathetic picture for that Halloween night cause' everything is at TH's phone. So, shall load them once I got them! =D Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-679901926549687747?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/679901926549687747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=679901926549687747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/679901926549687747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/679901926549687747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/271007_29.html' title='271007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-4859418818818692011</id><published>2007-10-27T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T12:08:55.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>271007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rushed home from school yesterday and had my dinner at home for the first time on a working night. Rushed through my dinner, my shower, my makeup, my hair, and in the end, Kirk wasn't under my blocks yet. So waited for him lor. Chionged my way to work cause' every minute can cost me to lose my bottles!! Bottles are very very very very very important! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Drank with Vince's friends and so many people called me when only when I left my phone in the bar counter. Last night was so damn packed. All tables were reserved and Chengyou was disappointed cause' he counldn't get his table. So he went to Raining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Daniel came! =D So sweet of him lar. Talked talked talked. Long time no see. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Got myself drunk at 1plus and went to the store to vomit and sleep. I remembered Jere was dsturbing me but I didn't give much damn about him. Geee. Sorry dude. Woke up and so many people asked for me, asked about me, perstering me whether I felt alright or not. OF COURSE NOT. DUH. Head was fucking painful lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright. It's gonna be Halloween night tonight and me and Audrey will be renting costumes at Parklane later and going Ikea! Happy! I dunno what to wear and I don't know what shoes to match. Sigh. I need a pair of versatile shoes! Actually to meet James this evening. But, costumes are more important today!! And Dragonfly tonight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I simply cannot wait. Alright. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-4859418818818692011?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/4859418818818692011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=4859418818818692011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/4859418818818692011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/4859418818818692011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/271007.html' title='271007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-8671788550868506591</id><published>2007-10-25T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T15:27:16.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>251007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;School sucked my breasts again yesterday. Chionged back home and met Reb at AMK to get our new lenses. I think the shop cheated our money or something. The last time we bought, the lenses cost 18bucks. Yesterday that girl told us it's 28 bucks. I f we buy 2 sets then 50 bucks. So no choice lar. My lenses were really old already. Bought them and wore them immediately and I felt goooooooood!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to work and saw 2 new girls. They were quite nice! Shuying very cute and I didn't know she's 18 too! She didn't look like 18 lar. =X Work was so busy and Audrey got drunk as usual. So, one waitress downed. Ping didn't work much cause' she only sang and played without working. So, Vince's like paying her to sing and play. Geee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Shuying got drunk at 1am and went back home. She banged onto the cab's door when I told her to take care. -_- Damn &lt;em&gt;seh kar.&lt;/em&gt; Jessica left early cause' she complained her "&lt;em&gt;sista&lt;/em&gt;" got problem outside and she needed to go down and help. -__- Work is work ma. Why put "&lt;em&gt;sista&lt;/em&gt;" into the picture? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Basically, I was the only one working again. Opened like 3 bottles again, and was happy! Both managers were not drunk! Happy again! But one girl vomitted on our carpet. Goddamn her lar. I asked her friends whether she wanted a plastic bag or not. She said no need, she don't vomit one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;TALK COCK. Now the whole pub stinks. Thanks to her. -______-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Stayed awhile cause' Vince wanna talk about his waitresses and their performance. I'm 2nd! =D First goes to Audrey lar. Confirm one. She's great. But last night she nearly quarrelled with the fatso next door. Don't give a damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went back and sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm meeting Kirk and I'm already late and I haven't showered. Haha. Oops. Going to do my eyebrows! =D=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Endnote: I'm not deaf. I'm just ignoring you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-8671788550868506591?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/8671788550868506591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=8671788550868506591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/8671788550868506591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/8671788550868506591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/251007.html' title='251007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-672209093077216413</id><published>2007-10-24T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T15:17:39.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>241007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Got up in the morning yesterday and got bloody pissed. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOME ASSHOLES OR BASTARDS STOLE ALL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY HAVIANAS&lt;/span&gt;!! My Havianas are quite new, and they cost me more than 50 bucks!! And the last time I wore was when I went to meet Marcus. And the next day, a Bangala came to wash the corridor. Prolly my beloveds were stolen by him. If it's him, cheebye lar. Your feet so small can wear meh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Singaporeans or Bangalas are so so so fucked up. Now, &lt;strong&gt;DON'T&lt;/strong&gt; blame me for being so racists. Chinese might be the culprits too. So, went to Citilink to get my new slippers. Brown and they are not in the Slim series. ="( I love the Slim series and they are only sold in Heerens and Vivo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;=""( I miss them. I wonder how and where they are now. I'm so bad to leave them outside my house. It's my fault babies. Please don't be angry with mummy. Who are you two with now? Is the owner good? Does he or she bully you? Does he or she dip you into dirty water? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M SORRY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So got my slippers and rushed to work. I was alone for the night again with the 2 bosses. Pub was empty until 10pm when only some customers came. Vincent's good bro came and they made me drnk till I got a lil' high. Vincent was still laughing at me. -__- By 1am, I wanted to leave cause' Reb was at my pub and I wanna go All In. But too bad, Vincent didn't allow me to go cause' I think he needed help. Business was good later in the night lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Soon, both Jere and Vince were drunk and they went MIA, left me alone in the pub with a few customers and I was so fucking angry. Vince took some money and went to pub hopping. Jere was quarrelling with his stupid gf on the phone. She cheat on him again for the 4th time. Come on lar, just break lar. Stop whining and quarrelling like babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUHS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Bombed Jere's phone, but his phone was hung. Vince went missing and I nearly broke down. Suddenly Vince came back with his friend and he was already fucking drunk. He toppled onto the floor after sitting on those high chairs and he was damn violent. Hurled lotsa vulgarities and nearly hit me. Jere came back with a fucking black face and told me about his gf. What a bitch she is. Damn. I don't like her already when I saw her the first time when she came to pass Jere some stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Girls sometimes behave like guys. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I went back early which is like damn early lar. Like 4am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woke up at 7am and stoned on the bed and thinking about work tonight. Don't really feel like working. But I'm taking MC tomorrow. So, I don't really give a damn. So, I'm gonna work tonight! Audrey's asking for me too. =D I miss herrrrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Leaving class now. Bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-672209093077216413?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/672209093077216413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=672209093077216413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/672209093077216413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/672209093077216413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/241007.html' title='241007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-3248758867612526355</id><published>2007-10-22T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T10:30:29.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>221007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to work at 6 plus and I was late reached at 6.20. Saw so many people inside and for one monet I thought Vincent hired some workers to clean up the pub for us. But actually they were Vincent's family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nobody was helping Jeremy so I went to polish the chairs with him. And bloody hell he didn't tell me which chair he had already clean. So I cleaned for nothing. Lit up the candles and sing sang sung my song. Sang Bu Xiang Wang Ji ni for like 8 to 9 times in total. Sigh. Sometimes humans should be selfish. I want him all by myself. Myself myself &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. How I wish there's something bad will happen and I gain everything!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm so mean. But this is meeeee! Like me or not, your business!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was a Sunday last night and business was good. Vincent bullied me the whole night and snatched all my potential customers who will open bottles for me. ="( So, I didn't managed to open any bottles last night and I don't really feel good. So, tomorrow I'm gonna chiong my bottles!! To make up for last night. Damn. Went back early and kena scolded "Fucked up" by Vincent again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I needa sleep right?!?! =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But I know he was only kidding around with me. So, I will be working this Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Earn big big big big BIG moneyyyyy! I'm so happy! There was this girl who came for interview. Didn't she know that the legal age for a waitress is 18? She's only 17. No wonder Jeremy kept asking me whether my birthday has passed already or not. I noticed sometimes there will be cops patrolling around the area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But there was none at Keong Saik Road. Obviously KSR is still a sleezy place since last last last last time. Prostitute area. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE BOAT QUAY!&lt;/span&gt; Alex ordered nuggets, and lied to me about him eating them with his friends. In the end I K.O-ed everything myself and I felt so guilty for drinking beer and eating nuggets. Both are weight gainers!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mark smsed me. Marcus smsed me. Both smsed me and I'm hating it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mdm Felicia came to talk to us about the resume stuffs and what she really wanted to do was to tell us to pay attention in class or else she will make us sit in front. Who ask the school internet connection sucks big time? DUH! Upgrade lar since ITE is so rich. -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright. Time to pay attention already. -__- Bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-3248758867612526355?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/3248758867612526355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=3248758867612526355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/3248758867612526355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/3248758867612526355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/221007.html' title='221007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-6108856567472768178</id><published>2007-10-21T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:57:38.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>211007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Work was fun last night again! But one of the tv got spoiled within 11 days of display. -__- Sing my throat out. Pink played RnB during work and boss said he wanna bring us to Dragonfly! Song-ness. Three stupid girls got themselves high. And I opened 3 bottles last night! Back to basics. Take my time and I cleared my first 5 bottles! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to Dragonfly and only saw people fighting there. Drank Martel and Jeremy went missing. Called him, but he didn't pick up his phone. So, we went back without him. Oooops! Was so fucking high last night. Wanted to puke. But none came out. Went back home and sleep slept sleepen. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woke up and I felt like a piece of soft shit. My head hurts, my stomach hurts, my mense came and the stupid cramps are like diarrhoea. I hate menses. I HATE MENSES!! And I need to work tonight. -_- HOW TO?!?!!? But I'm going back early tonight. Sigh. Monday blues again. And I need Coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No pictures. Just some crap. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-6108856567472768178?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/6108856567472768178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=6108856567472768178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6108856567472768178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/6108856567472768178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/211007.html' title='211007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-4261863732464051749</id><published>2007-10-20T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T13:52:45.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>201007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yesterday was the last day of the week and it also means it was finally FRIDAY! But ended school at 6, which was like hell for me. Reached school at 10 cause' me and Reb didn't wanna have some stupid S&amp;amp;W and just went for lifeskills class. We were so tired, we both slept on our bags. Then Mdm Fel wanted to show us some stupid videos regarding the word "Scamper".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But both of us ended up taking photos at the back of the class. -____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;School ended, went home and rushed to work. And I was abit late lar. Work was so damn great. Just by winning 5 10, they opened 2 bottles for me! =D OMIGOSHIE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Vincent was so proud of me lar. And he kept saying he dote on me alot and blah blah blah... Jeremy was blowing flying kisses to me and told everybody that I'm his scandal. -_____- Some people at a ripe old age still don't know how to behave. Geeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finished work at 3 plus cause' some customers didn't wanna leave yet, and I was washing the glasses. I love washing glasses cause' I love the sound when I pile up the rock glass. Haha. I'm pervertic sometimes. But, I'm lovin' it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Marcus came and we went to All In to look for Reb. Went to Mustafa to go for a window shop and I got myself 3 new folders and a new eyeliner! I love the eyeliners at Mustafa. But it was kinda stinky at level 1. And guess who I saw? XIAXUE!! She's damn fucking short and fugly can?! She doesn't look like the pics in her blog at all! Geeeez. Went upstairs and was kinda bored with the place, so headed to East Coast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Was damn cold there at 5am. All stiffed when we left and slept in the cab like nobody's business. Marcus was awake the whole time I guess, to make sure the uncle doesn't cheat our money. Haha. Reached home, Marcus called to say good night-morning, and we went to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woke up at 1240pm. Didn't know I slept so little! But I'm not tired now. And i'm meeting Arnold fo dinner tonight before I go to work. I love the beef horfun opposite at the kopitiam opposite Jab1. Yummmmmmei! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright. Game. GAME. Some pictures, and ciaos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmWMna7trI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Mp1Teh1j8I4/s1600-h/DSC02729.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123291194595194546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmWMna7trI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Mp1Teh1j8I4/s320/DSC02729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmWNna7tsI/AAAAAAAAAaM/DkcB9wualFo/s1600-h/DSC02747.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123291211775063746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmWNna7tsI/AAAAAAAAAaM/DkcB9wualFo/s320/DSC02747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmWN3a7ttI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4XYl5Ymq7_s/s1600-h/DSC02748.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123291216070031058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmWN3a7ttI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4XYl5Ymq7_s/s320/DSC02748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmW5na7txI/AAAAAAAAAa0/nq6UqJnu164/s1600-h/DSC02754.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123291967689307922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmW5na7txI/AAAAAAAAAa0/nq6UqJnu164/s320/DSC02754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmW5na7tyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/SdTXmZ0Gx7w/s1600-h/DSC02755.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123291967689307938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmW5na7tyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/SdTXmZ0Gx7w/s320/DSC02755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmW6Xa7tzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pGZuTljaQLg/s1600-h/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123291980574209842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmW6Xa7tzI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pGZuTljaQLg/s320/DSC02764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Was so bored during Geron class and played bingo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmXP3a7t0I/AAAAAAAAAbM/JDFjYhETDZ0/s1600-h/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123292349941397314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmXP3a7t0I/AAAAAAAAAbM/JDFjYhETDZ0/s320/DSC02766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-4261863732464051749?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/4261863732464051749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=4261863732464051749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/4261863732464051749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/4261863732464051749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/201007.html' title='201007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RxmWMna7trI/AAAAAAAAAaE/Mp1Teh1j8I4/s72-c/DSC02729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-2883491864533850264</id><published>2007-10-17T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:05:36.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>171007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;School has started and I'm hating it. Monday school starts at 8am and ends at 5.30pm. Tuesday, 10am to 6pm. Wednesday to Friday, 8am to 6pm. How am I going to survive like this? 10 hours of knowledge being forced into my head everyday. How I wish I can like just quit everything and graduate now. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Had some serious insomia last night and I slept only at 6am!! Damn. And I was late when meeting Reb, and I tried really hard not to fall asleep in class while Reb was already lying on the table and dozing off in front of the com. Holidays were too long for me and I need to turn back my brain. I've forgotten which nerve that controls the sleeping time in our bodies. But I need the tuning back!!! =( I hope I won't get anymore insomnia tonight again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;INSOMNIA SUCKS MY BREASTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Weekends are for my new job at Millions at Boat Quay. The manager was damn steady and he just simply asked me when I can start work. I just replied him this Friday and he said "On arh!". I'm being hired! =D Simple and nice. Anyway it's a new pub and there're like very few waitresses. If anybody wanna come for interview for being a waitress, please come to me, or you can just pop by MILLIONS which is situated at Boat Quay, somewhere opposite Golden Cafe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Gawd. I need to have my donuts! I need my french toast! I need my chicken wings! I need my fried bee hoon! I need my Martel! I need my Ben and Jerry's. I need my daily Coke. I needa smoke. I needa work this Friday and earn my bucks. I need to pay my handphone bills. I need new lenses. I need to chew on my Mars bar now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I need to look for him. I need him to call me. I need to show him that I can live without him. I need to slap him to make sure he wakes up. I need to get drunk. I need to concentrate in class and listen to what teachers have been teaching me. I need to slap myself to wake up from the dream I am in now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I need to get a new haircut. I need to get more clubbing clothes. I need to get my new jeans, shorts, skirts. I need to get my new tattoo done. I need to have a change in my makeup skills. I need to graduate and get out of this fucking school and finish up with the timetable. I need to let the others know that we are being treated like a dog in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm desperate!!! =S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyway the class I'm in now is so freaking boring and the lecturer is talking about jobs and resumes. I can't get anything into my head and I"m bored to death behind the class. Reb's sleeping and I'm not interested in the class at all. Damn. The internet in the school sucks and everything is so slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright. I'm lazy now. And I'm getting sleepy. Time to doze off on my table and wait for school to end! =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some stuffs I like to do especially when I'm bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today Did You..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. Talk to a boy you like ?&gt;&gt; Yeah. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Learn anything new?&gt;&gt; Er. Rejecting guys calls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3.Talked to an ex?&gt;&gt; Via sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4.Miss someone?&gt;&gt; Somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-Last Person Who-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5.Laid in your bed?&gt;&gt; Me myself and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. Made you cry?&gt;&gt; Haven't cried since I don't know when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. You went to the movies with?&gt;&gt; My last movie was with Roy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. Went to the mall with you?&gt;&gt; Alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9. You showered with?&gt;&gt; Me myself and I again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. Made you laugh?&gt;&gt; Er. The funniest thingy I remember is the Moon and Star on the Muslim mosque. James told me about it. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11. Hugged you?&gt;&gt; Nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-General stuff-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12. Favorite location?&gt;&gt; Home, Millions, Clarke and Boat quay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;13.Tattoo?&gt;&gt; Not sure if I'm going to go for it or not. I'm so afraid of regretting! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;14. What are you most scared of this second ?&gt;&gt; Why like this?! ="(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;15. Where do you want to get married?&gt;&gt; Venice prolly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;16. Does anyone like you?&gt;&gt; How would I know? =X God knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;17. Do you like being around people?&gt;&gt; Yeah. Sometimes. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;18.Have you ever cried?&gt;&gt; Who doesnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;19. Are you lonely right now?&gt;&gt; Kinda. But Marcus is keeping me busy on the phone! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;20. Song stuck in your head?&gt;&gt; Baby I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;21. Been on radio/TV?&gt;&gt; Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;22. Ever liked someone who treated you like crap?&gt;&gt; Dunno. Doubt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;23. what color shirt are you wearing right now?&gt;&gt; Grey giodarno. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;24. Name three things that you do every day?&gt;&gt; Sleep shit eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;25. How much cash do you have on you right now?&gt;&gt; 60 plus? I'm frigging broke now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;26. Are you bored?&gt;&gt; Marcus just hung up the phone. So, I'm bored again. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;27. Who got you to join Myspace?&gt;&gt; I dont like that webby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;28. What web site do you visit themost?&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;www.blogger.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;www.friendster.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whosgoing.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;www.whosgoing.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shockwave.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;www.shockwave.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, rebeccaaa.blogspot.com, missified.blogspot.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;29. Do you have plants in your room?&gt;&gt; Nope. I don't wanna fight oxygen every night with a non-living thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;30. Who was the last person to hug you?&gt;&gt; Forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-20 SECRETS-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1.WHAT IS YOUR DISPLAY NAME ABOUT?&gt;&gt; It's to BREATHE ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. WHERE WAS YOUR DEFAULT PICTURE TAKEN?&gt;&gt; The pic is taken in Kirk's car long long long longggggg ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4.WHAT'S YOUR CURRENT RELATIONSHIPSTATUS?&gt;&gt; Single like fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. HONESTLY, IF SOMEONE WERE TO TELLYOU HOW THEY FELT, WOULD YOU LISTEN?&gt;&gt; Yeah. Provided I know you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. WHATS YOUR CURRENT MOOD?&gt;&gt; Tired tired tired and I hate tomorrow cause' there will be S&amp;amp;W. Fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. WHATS YOUR MOST VALUED POSSESSION?&gt;&gt; Nothing for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. HOW ARE THINGS IN YOURRELATIONSHIP?&gt;&gt; No relationship. I want him. But tings kinda sucked between me and him, so, I don't give a shit. He doesnt give a damn. So, why should we give each other problems? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, AND CHANGE SOMETHING WOULD YOU?&gt;&gt; Not sure. Hmmm. Maybe I'll just turn back to when I was 16? And making sure I'm still a virgin till now. Ooooopsies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. IF YOU MUST BE AN ANIMAL FOR ONE DAY- WHAT WOULD YOU BE?&gt;&gt; I dont wanna be an animal. I wanna stay as a human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11. EVER HAD A NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE?&gt;&gt; Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12. NAME SOMEONE WITH THE SAME B-DAYAS YOU?&gt;&gt; So far no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;13. HAVE YOU EVER SANG IN FRONT OF A LARGE AUDIENCE?&gt;&gt; KTV. =D Millions~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;18. WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICEABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX ?&gt;&gt; Eyes and his behaviour in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;14. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY ORDER FROM STARBUCKS?&gt;&gt; I dont really drink starbucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;15. HAVE YOU EVER HAD A DRUNKEN WEEK?&gt;&gt; Yeah. And I was so stupid and I know my liver is dying real sooooon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;16. DO YOU STILL WATCH KIDDY MOVIES OR TV SHOWS?&gt;&gt; Yeah. Spongebob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;17. NAME SOMETHING THAT HAPPENED TO YOU TODAY.&gt;&gt; Today I tried very hard not to fall asleep in class. I was dozing off on the train like a fucktard with my head nodding left and right. I felt so tired during the whole day and now I'm so afraid of having insomnia tonight again. I just drank Milo to make sure I'm full enough to sleep. He hanged my calls again today and only called me after I smsed him like what Reb taught me on the train just now. Realised that he doesn't give a shit, SO DO I! I'm busy too asshole. So, let's busy together. Fucked up. Heard some irritating sounds my old man made and I feel like strangling him. URGHH. And I needa sleep now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;18. DO YOU SPEAK ANY OTHER LANGUAGE?&gt;&gt; English, chinese. Melayu sikit sikit. Tamil sucks my balls. Too bad. Fuck off Indians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;19. IS THERE SOMEONE ON YOUR MIND NOW?&gt;&gt; Yeah. Who doesnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;20. WHAT HURTS YOU AT THE MOMENT?&gt;&gt; His hack care-ness. But I'm not going to let him play me out unless I play with him first. URRRGGHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-2883491864533850264?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/2883491864533850264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=2883491864533850264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/2883491864533850264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/2883491864533850264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/171007.html' title='171007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-1964800089788671502</id><published>2007-10-14T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T17:53:51.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>141007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;121007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Marvin and went to Raffles City for my Brazillian waxing!! Damn good I tell you. First time I feel so so so so so nice after waxing and it didn't hurt abit! Damn. I can't wait for my next appointment. Anyway if anybody is interested, the shop name is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Strip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and it's located at the basement, just behind Ben and Jerry's. It's $49.30 but if you're a student, you can apply for the student package which is $150 and you have 20% discount for anything you did in the shop. And the $150 can be deducted for every session you go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20% discount which also means $36.90!! Cheap deal!&lt;/strong&gt; Brazillian rocks and I can wear my G-strings as and when I like now! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnold called and asked me to dinner with him. So went to Boat Quay and had dinner with him. Saw lotsa youngsters wearing business suits and what Marv guessed was right! MLM. I hate MLM. I believe it doesn't work. Kenneth, Daniel, Fred, Gibson, Micheal, Ethan, Alex are also working in MLM companies. Obviously, it doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate my favourite beef horfun and received a call from Mark. He wanted to meet me at Boat Quay. Was so shocked and waited for him impatiently. Marv spotted his car and I ran for my life. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my second dinner with Mark and he drove me to work and told me how much he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_______- ok. I know you love me. But can we move on to something more relevant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night was the last night I worked cause' I felt kinda tired of the job. Tired as in I need rest. I think nightlife jobs don't suit me after all. Guess I need to find a weekend job for now. Damn. And my mum doesn't wanna buy my contact lens fluid for me cause' she thinks I'm so rich after I worked for so many nights. Damn. All my money were gone to my phone bills. I'm like so poor now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back early that night cause' my fever kicked in again, and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;131007:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass sent sms for chilling sessions. Well, only sent 3 persons. Xiaoart doesn't wanna come out, he said he can bring his Matel to the coffee shop downstairs and we can chill together. -_- Daniel replied and met him at City Hall at 430pm. I reached at 530.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Made him damn pissed off. But guess what, we'd got lotsa things to share about dance! Finally there's somebody whom we can interact well. Had my regular Ben and Jerry's Mix and Match, and went for a smoke, called Reb and asked her out cause' Mark could only be free after 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Reb at Orchard and went shopping! I bought a new red top which I wore for St James later in the night, and a new bikini. Plain brown and it's so nice. Better than those printed ones which made me look like a clown when I wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reb bought many many stuffs and remind ourselves that Crocs are banned in the school. Fucking school. So she went to buy the same shoes as me. Cheap and comfy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to work, while I went home. Train was so fucking crowded and I couldn't get onto the first train that came. So waited for the second one and there was this fucking fat woman with her fucking fat daughter standing in front of the door. Please lar. I know you're fat, but there's no need to block the passengers who are alighting ma. In the end, they didn't get in first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOO BAD! BLEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was standing at the the metal part of the train and noticed there were this group of Indians or rather Bangalas standing there airing their armpits. You know, when the train is in the tunnel, the air is rushed to your face from the opening on top right? What me and some passengers smelled was their armpits. Damn smelly. You couldn't imagine us, standing next to them and they were laughing and talking so loudly as if this is Bangladesh, and they &lt;strong&gt;STINK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STINK. STANK. STUNK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held my breath everytime the train moved. I think Singapore should ban Bangalas from boarding the train without shower. I think there should be a gadget to test whether this particular Bangala had his shower or not. Or, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STINK-O-METER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Place a strip on the armpits, and insert the strip to the machine. If the results is above &lt;strong&gt;4 points out of 10&lt;/strong&gt;, the Bangala has to be escorted out of the station until he showers or he can walk to his destination, by all means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA! I'm so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back home cause' it was getting late and prepared myself for St James. Wore my new red top and didn't had my hair pinned up for the first time. Wanted to take some camwhoring photos of myself but I was so rush. Couldn't get a cab cuase' there were some fucking Malay cab snatchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was Hari Raya and that doesn't mean you get all the privilege you want. So, fuck off and &lt;strong&gt;DON'T SNATCH MY CAB!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally this kind-souled uncle horned me and sent me to St James. Mark was already there and was happy to see him! We got the VIP sofa and Modiva and inside was so so so cool! The music rocks. And I danced like nobody's business. Mark said I was hot. Geeez. Too bad, I guess he's too in love with me already. Well, I don't know! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy called Kenny, and another Thai girl called "I don't know what's her name". She was like so desperate to have Kenny's dick last night and she pretended to be drunk and pretended to say that she wanted to vomit. Me and Diona was like laughing so loudly at her and told her there're so many drains around, you can also choose to go to the toilet to puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fucking Thai girl was like so fucked up and scolded Gabriel to shut up and get lost. Wow. Obviously we didn't welcome her, and she acted as if she was very pretty. C'on lar. She's 29 years old. Kenny's in love with another Singaporean girl. Who likes Thai? Thai girls are so fucking easy to get hold in their own country which makes them &lt;strong&gt;CHEAP&lt;/strong&gt;. Just like that woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Kenny alone with that stupid woman and we had our own fun inside. Went to Dragonfly after that and saw Hanting and Huiwen. Stayed there for awhile and left for home. Was so shagged from all the dancing and Mark asked some stupid questions when I got home and I didn't intend to reply him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he called me when he reached home and asked me about those stuffs and all. If you wanna really know what kinda person I am, simply dont cut off any friendship with me and you will know me well. Anyway, do well for your project and graduate from your course. I will be going to SMU to look for him and I dunno how to go from my school! Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-1964800089788671502?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/1964800089788671502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=1964800089788671502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/1964800089788671502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/1964800089788671502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/141007.html' title='141007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-5405848793403625181</id><published>2007-10-11T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:14:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, brain blocked as usual. Went to meet James in the afternoon for lunch-cum-dinner. Finally I know where Attica is already. Quite ulu part of Cannery. He wanted to pass some stuffs to the admin office at Liang Court. Just outside the office, there was some renovations going on. Which means, there're lotsa bangalas and china men. James went into the office and the workers were like staring at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can imagine their head break when I carry their heads and bang them onto the floor. Damn. I wasn't wearing that skimpy like how the Geylang chickens are wearing what. I was like wearing my Espirit top? If they cannot close their eyes in just this situation, I think they will drool their intestines out if they were to be in Geylang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After his admin stuffs, walked to Central and had our dinner. Waraku hadn't open yet. So we were considering Billy Bombers or the Ramen shop upstairs. So in the end, we went for ramen. The waitress was so cute! And she knows how to speak in Japanese. Then James played around with her lar. And told her we just came back from Japan and we are siblings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Her eyes were like opened so HUGE and I intro-ed my "brother" to her and told her that he's single now. Haha. While we were waiting for our food to arrive on the table, there was this small container of brown stuffs. James took a bite of it, and said very proudly that it was onions. I told him nicely that they were garlic. He didn't believe and he wanna challenge me. So, he went to ask the cute waitress about it. Waitress said it was garlic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;C'on lar. Common sense tells you that they are garlic. Just look at the shape lar. Then he was like asking me, " Wah! How you know its garlic har? So clever arh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then I was like, &lt;strong&gt;DUH&lt;/strong&gt;! -____- ( Reb like this sentence.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So headed down to PS for desserts at Aji-tei. And saw somebody who looked like JiaXi. My fav macha ice and his stupid dunno what jelly thingy was that and it tasted like mauchee. Played hangman on the table and James thought that he was very very very very clever by giving me big and longgggggggg extravagant words. Too bad lar. Only the last word he gave me, I didn't manage to solve it cause' freaking he said it was a handphone brand. And the word turned out to be " Zxxxcxx". I forgot how to spell it already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh anyway, I didn't see this brand before. But he was quite happy to see that he made me looked stupid. Went shopping around for his new sweater and I got myself a free dollie for every 40bucks spent at Fox. =D Dollie is so cute! James went for his tattoo appointment and I went to meet Ah Wei and his friends and headed down to Boat Quay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rab bar had no seats, so we went to 0 point. Janice and Min Min came. Fred came later and surprisely, he called me. Funny. So, I called him back and carry on with my smoke. Went downstairs to eat with Mark and realised that we've got alot to talk about. Talked and talked and talked and talked non stop and didn't even notice that the others had already changed pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sleep mode was kicking in, and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Willy had fly to Aussie already. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some pictures and bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27fHa7thI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4-Trexwu2Og/s1600-h/DSC02679.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119954494632474130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27fHa7thI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4-Trexwu2Og/s320/DSC02679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Met up with SHAWN!! Finally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27fna7tiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/nmDRJGhMdVo/s1600-h/DSC02680.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119954503222408738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27fna7tiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/nmDRJGhMdVo/s320/DSC02680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ungku and Yan slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At Butterfly. Celebrating Willy's last night in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27gHa7tjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LvcMeVvD7_I/s1600-h/DSC02682.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119954511812343346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27gHa7tjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LvcMeVvD7_I/s320/DSC02682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27gXa7tkI/AAAAAAAAAZM/o496ndYWk5A/s1600-h/DSC02686.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119954516107310658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27gXa7tkI/AAAAAAAAAZM/o496ndYWk5A/s320/DSC02686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27gna7tlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/j2iDmFTdw9E/s1600-h/DSC02688.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119954520402277970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27gna7tlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/j2iDmFTdw9E/s320/DSC02688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw294na7tmI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bFBMglmW9no/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119957131742393954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw294na7tmI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bFBMglmW9no/s320/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw2943a7tnI/AAAAAAAAAZk/5u-1EqSZ63A/s1600-h/DSC02684.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119957136037361266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw2943a7tnI/AAAAAAAAAZk/5u-1EqSZ63A/s320/DSC02684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This guy on the right looks like ASH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw295na7tpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/20-c3t1gqX8/s1600-h/DSC02689.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119957148922263186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw295na7tpI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/20-c3t1gqX8/s320/DSC02689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The boy who is flying to Aussie and everybody misses him! ="(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw295na7tqI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/QkJVbq5KvAI/s1600-h/DSC02692.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119957148922263202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw295na7tqI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/QkJVbq5KvAI/s320/DSC02692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He wanted me to take the pic with his hair styled. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom was so evil. She laughed at me for having runny nose and fever. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-5405848793403625181?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/5405848793403625181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=5405848793403625181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5405848793403625181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5405848793403625181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/111007.html' title='111007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/Rw27fHa7thI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4-Trexwu2Og/s72-c/DSC02679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-5003626750184001021</id><published>2007-10-09T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:13:33.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>091007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;081007: Met up with Dave, Andy and Marvin in their car and went down to Queensway Shopping Centre to get their hip hop stuffs. Was like shivering the whole time I was there even though the air con there wasn't working well. Smoked like 6 sticks in 30 minutes, and felt much better. Think it's because of the nicotine I need everyday. Wooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After the shopping, had our dinner at Mac's, and we felt that Mac's service sucks big times. BIG TIMES! We waited like 15 minutes for our fries and 20 minutes for Dave's lettuce-less burger. And the Indian waitress, she got everything all mixed up. I want Coke in the non upsized meal. She gave Dave his Coke. -_- This is stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After dinner, Darren came to pick me up and head down to Butterfly. Felt quite funny cause' I needn't work and let the girls served me. Darren and Cedric bullied me lar. Including Jeffrey. =( They cheat in their game lor and I can see. All tried to fake around and got myself drunk. Only remembered Huiwen told me to be awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Geeeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;091007: Woke up this afternoon with a big bump on my head. =( And thirsty!!! Drank water as if I haven't drank for 10 years, and Jason smsed me to tease me about me and Darren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-_____________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Angry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Gonna work tonight! And I dunno what to wear tonight! And long lost Jiaqing is coming down to find me! =D We know each other for like 4 years? And we seldom meet up because of my school and his. Now he's in NS, I'm working and studying. Finally today comes!! He's coming! And I look forward to seeing him man~ =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Love, Rybena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-5003626750184001021?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/5003626750184001021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=5003626750184001021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5003626750184001021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/5003626750184001021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/091007.html' title='091007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-4148804514899779800</id><published>2007-10-07T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T00:04:08.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>071007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Friday: Went to watch Resident Evil with ROY. Goddamn it and he cheated me in watching that stupid show and I got so fucking FREAKED OUT. I didn't know it was this type of genre. And the whole time I was covering my face and screaming for no reason. The only thing he did was to, LAUGH. Laughed at me for being so silly and moronic on my seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;DAMN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Saturday: Was so freaking broke and asked for my pay once I stepped into the pub cause' I WAS TOO BROKE TO BUY MY CIGS!! So, went to get a smoke only after I finished my work and there was no customers. Damn. So, waited for my customers to come, and there was this group of guys. Yeah. They were quite cute though. And they thought I was 20 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then behind, there was this group of people who disturbed me. Geeez. The man sitting in the group was asking, "Do you have a stead?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;HAHAHAHAAAA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The whole table was laughing at him and I told him that I said the "stead" word when I was 12 years old and the "stead" was my first bf. HAHAHAHA. Was like laughing my ass off. So, his friend challenged me 5 10 and direction. They lost! LOST LOST LOST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Reached home at 6am, and went to bed, and realised that I was running a freaking fever. Damn. And my throat hurts, I'm coughing and my head hurts. Woke up at 5pm, and showered and ate and rotted in front of my tv till now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm lazy to blog now. I'll see if I need to add anything tomorrow when I wake up. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19203828-4148804514899779800?l=lovecrocs.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/feeds/4148804514899779800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19203828&amp;postID=4148804514899779800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/4148804514899779800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19203828/posts/default/4148804514899779800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovecrocs.blogspot.com/2007/10/071007.html' title='071007'/><author><name>Jiahui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13910921317372984305</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11660194325614093268'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19203828.post-637722048072564542</id><published>2007-10-04T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T10:29:29.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOUBLE O.'/><title type='text'>041007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yesterday. Wanted to meet Denise at CCK but went to meet with Reb instead so we can go to Dbl O together. We were abit dicky when we reached Clarke Quay and LUCKY, we didn't walk to MS from there. It was damn far so we got onto a cab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nise, Leon, Zen and Jovi were already there and waiting for us. Got our stamp, and went up. It was so early and there was nobody in the lounge, Reb and I went for our makan! BAK KUT TEH! Damn nice can? I love their soup. Became super full in less than 1 hour. Then we saw this chinese guy with 3 indians. I was wondering why would a chiense mix so well with indians? INDIANS you know? Tamil is very difficult to learn. Who knows indians girls are his favourite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Geeez. Can't imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So anyway! Got our cigs after meal, and walked back to Dbl O. Stared and stoned at Jovi and Zen who were at the pool tables. Reb's temperature got high and she wanted to go home. Poor baby. But I cannot deny that the air con there was super duper cold lar. Shaun and Yakult-n-Vitagen aka Gong came. Finally they finished their game, and sucked on our cigs in the Smoking Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Damn. The smoking room wasn't any better. It was even colder. Brrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to the bar and pulled by Nise to get shots. I really dislike the salt for Tequila shots man. But I love the lemon. And I love IRISH CREAM! It was so rich last night. Despite gulping down so many, I still couldn't get high. So, Nise pulled me to the bar again and ordered shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And her share, she poured into the jugs. Well, she's da best. Yeah. DA BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Finally, I got crazy and what I remembered was I kept falling onto the ground. And I stepped onto an ang moh's foot. Sorry babe. Nash and Ricky sent me back, and Nise was at Phuture! Sorry babe I know I promised you that I would go to Zouk with you. But, saw my state last night? ="( If only I wasn't drunk lar. I wouldn't have got home so early! But never mind! There will still be chances. Next Wednesday! MOS! Reb on bo? =D=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woke up at 9.44am, and saw so many smses. Didn't bother to read them, and got up, washed up, and thought that my house is a dick house again. Cause' THERE IS NO COKE IN DA HOUSE!! So, as usual, the nicest glucose drink I have in my fridge is, Chrysanthemum tea. So, gulped down everything, and wanting to get another one now. My head hurts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Looked at my phone gallery, and realised I didn't know I took so many pics last night. Prolly I was so high lar. Damn. Wasted my night like this. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh yes! Shadow burnt me when he was smoking! =( I'll wait for the chance to burn his face when i see him the next time. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm going to sleep again. And I need to go shopping!! Anybody? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL2na7tYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/nmSryAwoneE/s1600-h/DSC02649.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117298478266692994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL2na7tYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/nmSryAwoneE/s320/DSC02649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL3Ha7tZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/xNAxbVPxvio/s1600-h/DSC02650.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117298486856627602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL3Ha7tZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/xNAxbVPxvio/s320/DSC02650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL3Xa7taI/AAAAAAAAAX8/alX6AwAGAAA/s1600-h/DSC02651.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117298491151594914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL3Xa7taI/AAAAAAAAAX8/alX6AwAGAAA/s320/DSC02651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL33a7tbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fMGCFVsvPBo/s1600-h/DSC02652.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117298499741529522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL33a7tbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fMGCFVsvPBo/s320/DSC02652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL4Ha7tcI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b1IWh6ogzbk/s1600-h/DSC02663.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117298504036496834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRL4Ha7tcI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b1IWh6ogzbk/s320/DSC02663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRNbna7tdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/RnwJL3j50bI/s1600-h/DSC02665.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117300213433480658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRNbna7tdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/RnwJL3j50bI/s320/DSC02665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRNb3a7teI/AAAAAAAAAYc/J7_OLoopiE4/s1600-h/DSC02666.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117300217728447970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRNb3a7teI/AAAAAAAAAYc/J7_OLoopiE4/s320/DSC02666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRNcXa7tfI/AAAAAAAAAYk/cwCJSPeFHGY/s1600-h/DSC02670.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117300226318382578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRNcXa7tfI/AAAAAAAAAYk/cwCJSPeFHGY/s320/DSC02670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRNcna7tgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/5nMfZo8PfNk/s1600-h/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117300230613349890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mH87aSPQm50/RwRNcna7tgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/5nMfZo8PfNk/s320/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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