<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:58:36.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>candiee heartt</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114927242827864701</id><published>2006-06-03T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T02:20:28.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haben been updating. busy wib sch. was mich bdae on june furst. ((: happie seventeenth burfdaee! &lt;3 finally see ahma todae after like so long after school starts. she's hot! freak. gotta see all mie other khakis too. [leen, calaine and ed] it was quite a tiring dae. afterall it's maths. i actually understood the lesson. hoho. got a couple of projects in hand. it seemed like i haf a busy weekend.&lt;P&gt;here comes da &lt;strong&gt;SUPERGIRL&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;3 ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114927242827864701?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114927242827864701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114927242827864701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114927242827864701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114927242827864701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/06/haben-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114901113776714924</id><published>2006-05-31T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T01:45:37.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really feel like shutting her up somehow or rather. fancy teh-ing like nobody's business and dare to declare she's an eighteen year old teen. oh please. madam, i'm only seventeen and u DONT see me going around teh-ing like no tmr. if i ever do dat it's either i'm nuts or i'm one foot in the coffin. RAHHS; siaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114901113776714924?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114901113776714924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114901113776714924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114901113776714924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114901113776714924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-really-feel-like-shutting-her-up.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114891921026158062</id><published>2006-05-29T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:13:30.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something totally hilarious happened todae. mie mum called me this morning while i was on da wae to school claiming dat mie sch teacher called and said i've got exam todae at 830am. i started frowning and started thinking wad exam do i haf?? so i called psyduck asking him if he did receive da same news. he huh also. dorts.&lt;P&gt;later part of the dae, i received a call from MR wilson lee [mie sec sch PE teacher]. i was so shocked. i tot nyp also got a MR wilson lee. this is our con.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;lee: is this liping?&lt;BR&gt;me: ya.&lt;BR&gt;lee: this is mr Wilson Lee&lt;BR&gt;me: huh?? oh okae. frowns*&lt;BR&gt;lee: you got mother tongue exam todae rite?&lt;BR&gt;me: huh? where got? dun haf wad! i nv retakee!&lt;BR&gt;lee: ur name in the list leh.&lt;BR&gt;me:hUH? sir i graduate liao leh. now i poly happie happie le.&lt;BR&gt;lee:huh? but ur name in the list leh. TAN li ping rite?&lt;BR&gt;me: sir i sLAP u ar! i am CHUA la not TAN la!&lt;BR&gt;lee: oH reaLLY??&lt;BR&gt;me: ar BO! scare me siaa!&lt;BR&gt;lee: hahaha.&lt;BR&gt;me: how u got mie no. by the wae?&lt;BR&gt;lee: oh cheryl gimme one. the councillor. remb?&lt;BR&gt;me: oH!! cheryl. yaya.&lt;BR&gt;lee: okae. thanks anywae sorrie ya.&lt;BR&gt;me: it's ok. buhbyees.&lt;BR&gt;lee: thanks bye.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ain't it hilarious? i bet it's the most freakinn joke ever. pheww.&lt;P&gt;was out wibb dd after class. dat freakinn apple dd's off dae. supposed to go watch moviee. blardie hell. no tix. went walk and makan. he crap like no tmr. he beri farnie la. mie freakinn &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt; crappinn buddie. hoho. ((: he's simply too high. after so long he finally get his offdaee. he's trying lorts of lame stuffs. including givinn me a proper christian name. *stares* he's totally crazie. smacks his head*&lt;P&gt;no hmwk for todae. ly is super duper noisy. just feel like shutting her up. wad's dat teh-ing stuff FOR? bloodie hell. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114891921026158062?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114891921026158062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114891921026158062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114891921026158062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114891921026158062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/something-totally-hilarious-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114883749785004598</id><published>2006-05-29T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T01:31:37.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch starts again tmr. it's another boring mondae. another dae having to see lim piaw. tsk. tmr's mie turn for presentation for his class. i'm so not enthu animore. i just feel like throwing apples at him. i wanna chew him like i'm chewing bubble gums. ask me why do i sound so sick! the reason is because lim piaw is more sick. gahs. it simply irritates me the moment i think of him. sheesh.&lt;P&gt;i'm not done with stf's paper bag design. i've no idea wad to design for. i've got so much i duno. *bites* i'm god damn irritated wib lee. he fucking bastard. i bet it haf been a long tym since i last blogged such vulgarities. he forced me to. why on earth would such a bastard exist and not &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt;. yes! i am cursing you. to the blardie fucking extend. too bad ya. u noe wad's being fair. u make me i make u back. u wanna be a fucking loser who thinks only you make the call. den u r fucking wrong. no mirrors at hm? i shall get u one dat can fill up ur whole house. you jolly well look at it everydae and fuck urself upside down. better still you can take a one year MC staying at home and ur reason will be this: &lt;em&gt;"i freaked myself out looking into the mirror this morning because i saw a fucking ugly bastardised gorrila infront of me and i got some hearing problem because the fucking gorrila seemed to tok non-stop like some corked up radio."&lt;/em&gt; *roll eyes* if u fucking think you are FUCKING PERFECT den u fucking well go and jump off the tree u blardiee disgustinn and irritatinn gorilla.&lt;P&gt;alrite. yes i'm sick. i bloodie sick. i wanna screw peeps upside down. i'm very very troubled this few days! by wad? i've no idea. shucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114883749785004598?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114883749785004598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114883749785004598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114883749785004598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114883749785004598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/sch-starts-again-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114870994502063503</id><published>2006-05-27T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T14:05:45.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm super appie. appie appie appie. [it's not typo error. i just tot it's cute without the H] i actually managed to get mie twelve hours sleep todae! ((: hopefully i can get rid of mie dark rings and eye bags soon. (: hees. this busy week ended.&lt;P&gt; time seemed to pass real fast in poly. look back at those days in secondary school, carry a bag that weighs at least 1.5kg and having to hold tonnes of books in hand. those days was even more tiring. sitting in class waiting for the teachers to slowly stream in. no breaks. only for recess. now.. it's lecturers waiting for us to slowly stream in.. having breaks in between class. it seemed quite different. but still i kinda miss those people bacc in deyi. you will never meet the same bunch of people. you wun get that kind of bond in poly. eeryone's kinda on their own. for kids who still claims they wanna get outta sec sch.. try thinking abt it again. poly don't give u the advantage of skippinn classes cuz u suffer on ur own. uh uh.&lt;P&gt;wanted to watch da vinci ytd. no tix no tix no tix!! i'm sufferinn from extreme shock. =/ no tix for any movie. utterly sadded. went down cine for dinner. dj keeps whackinn mie head. grrr. i'm sufferinn from minor concussion. headed for pool. mich and me was practically rotting dere. watching the three of em plae. something's real wrong with mie body these days. you will see me hugging jackets when people find it just a lil cold. beri wrong. shakes head*&lt;P&gt;gt quite a couple of hmwk to do for tmr. but it's definitely better den last week. ((: meetinn lion later! so long since i last met up wibb him. i miss his fuRRy lion HAIR! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114870994502063503?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114870994502063503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114870994502063503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114870994502063503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114870994502063503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-super-appie.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114848528140323446</id><published>2006-05-24T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:41:21.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been busy rushing projs for da past few days. it's damn tirinn. i'm dying soon. look at mie eye bags!! arghh. i'll give up anything to get a full twelve hours sleep. duhs.&lt;P&gt;borinn lessons again tmr. bet i gonna fail mie maths common test [two weeks tym]. i noe nuts. psyduck i nid ur HELP!! :( went down to town to get materials wib psyduck, sethie, j and ly. sw joined us later. sethie went esprit to get his tops. he's farnie.. two similar tops but diff colour. slacked around town. j went off to bugis to do up his internet connectionn stuffs. everyone's tired. they headed bacc home. me and sw continue to slacked. the wae he walk super farnie. i haf no idea why but i just find the wae he walk so interestinn. =X&lt;P&gt;mie journey back home was a stupid one. took 159 from tpy. [alrightiee butt itchy.] was sleepinn throughout. holding mie A3 size layout pad. decided to place it near the glass cuz it's bulky. after some tym, thanks to the reckless driver for the sudden break. my layout pad flew and the corner hit directly at mie left cheekbone. [i slap u upside down!]&lt;P&gt;not donee wib jk's emoticons. grrrr......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114848528140323446?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114848528140323446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114848528140323446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114848528140323446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114848528140323446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/been-busy-rushing-projs-for-da-past.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114822589695411797</id><published>2006-05-21T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:38:16.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doing mie hmwk since like afternoon. well, i woke up late. it just seemed like i haf a huge pile of homework cuz i can't seemed to finish em even till now. got maths idiotic one hour lesson tmr morning. break for three freaking hours before dan's class. irritating. i really have no idea to cheer or jeer over poly life. public holiday don't seemed like out fault isn't it? wad's dat irritating make up lesson kinda like pointing their fingers at us!! i slap you upside down alrightiee! *roll eyes* i wan mie four dae week! freak. i onyl scored 70% for mie maths quiz. i really haf no idea how to do it. thanks psyduck for this results. you rawks. ((:&lt;P&gt;sumhow i really wish i understand guys. i mean, dere's so many different species of guys in the whole universe. some are real nice, some are stagnant water; somewhere in the middle, while some are real mean. is dere such things like a standard number of group categorizing them? so specific that we know haf an idea which category they belong as we slowly get to know em. they say girls are the weirdest people on earth.. rubbish. i think it's guys.&lt;P&gt;so far i think i only discovered four groups of guys around me. one, not friendly but like to take a glimpse of you when they past by&lt;strong&gt;[apparently they can only be enemies or ignored].&lt;/strong&gt; two, easy-going might mislead you and cause infatuation. three, friendly and fun but can only remain as friends. four, friendly, yet kinda tough somehow or wad, might fall for em but it seems like no chance on the surface. =/ might sound familiar to some people. perhaps asian guys are lidat. shrugs* guys sends me on shiver. can only take em as friends for now.. until somedae i think i'm ready. sighs*&lt;P&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do feel a sense of guilt after i told him everything on msn last nite. very very guilty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114822589695411797?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114822589695411797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114822589695411797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114822589695411797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114822589695411797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/doing-mie-hmwk-since-like-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114815322674149523</id><published>2006-05-21T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T03:27:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw this kinda old man on the bus todae. he's neatly attired wibb a pale yellow shirt and a grey long pants. wearing a black covered shoe. all of a sudden he reminded me of mie grandpa. mie grandpa used to be wearing white shirt and long black pants with brown covered shoes. his wardrobe is full of white shirts and black long pants. nothing but dat. he only haf one blue shirt and like four white tees. whether he goes he wears black and white. only in occasions like wedding dinner or burfdaes he will wear his one and only blue shirt. at home he would wear his white tees. i owaes find him so interesting. he's like an old man living in his black and white world. since i was young he dresses lidat. ((: it's amazing indeed. i miss him still.&lt;P&gt;was out the whole dae. watched &lt;em&gt;poseidon&lt;/em&gt;. it's cool and funnie. i really fear of seas and oceans now. it's like nobody noes when you gonna get washed away. =/ no water ghost. the thought of the tall scarie waves still kinda freak me out now. aww. went over yishun to wait for kel to knock off. cammie was dere too. she couldn't recognise me and she thought i wanted to ask her directions. she's prepared to sae :"sorrie i'm a tourist" if i din sae another word. she's funnie. haas. cammie sae he's at their place. i screamed and frowned. we headed off to sembawang after dat. went over to da coffee shop, saw him dere oreadi. freaked out. faked a smile. kel's tired. he headed hm wib cammie. we headed to mac. crapped. dd joined us. he's funn! ((:&lt;P&gt;finally i got it off mie heart. he was asking me why i din tok to him earlier on. i've made up mie mind, to speak the truth. it's real nice to be loved and shown concern on. really. but still, wasting someone's tym is even more evil den killing someone. hence, i told him everything dat's in mie heart. he's wasting his tym and all dat stuffs. it don't sound as if he's much affected. i said before it's more likely to be a crush. so here is it. alright, i'm really sorry for being so straightforward, but dat's me. now, we can really go back to the past and become good &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; again. continue to laugh and crapp like no tomorrow. it's better dat wae aint it? ((:&lt;P&gt;i just hope i get happier everydae! ((: make me lose a couple of kilos! less assignments! get mie diploma asap! more interestinn friends! hees. i'll be very very very extremely happie den! ((: i'm a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;U&gt;happie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114815322674149523?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114815322674149523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114815322674149523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114815322674149523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114815322674149523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-saw-this-kinda-old-man-on-bus-todae.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114803357561693041</id><published>2006-05-19T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T18:12:55.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm damn tired. i feel like sleeping for one week and not having to wake up and attend lessons. look at mie eye bags!!! rahhs; i bite i bite!&lt;P&gt;supposed to go for milo session todae. kel went jb.&lt;P&gt;got more assignments this weekendd. let's see how to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114803357561693041?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114803357561693041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114803357561693041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114803357561693041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114803357561693041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114796947358085918</id><published>2006-05-19T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:24:33.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tiredd. ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114796947358085918?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114796947358085918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114796947358085918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114796947358085918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114796947358085918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/tiredd.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114788524660026104</id><published>2006-05-18T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T01:03:48.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super lethargic. extremely. ms class was like shyt cuz it's damn boring. in fact all the lessons todae is SUPER boring. idiotic. stupid nicole skip class again. me and regi was bored like hell. i start to disturb regi the whole dae. trying to irritate her! ((: hoho. she &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; live in trauma. hees. i met her darlingg todaee. he look much younger in person. the two of them is damn &lt;strong&gt;SWEET&lt;/strong&gt;. might get &lt;strong&gt;diabetes&lt;/strong&gt; if i look at em too much. awww.&lt;P&gt;bump into sw [not mr tan] at mrt station. he's givinn me dat kinda smile again. i burst out laughing and told him his smile is damn cute. he tot it was an insult implying his smile is fake. uh uh. i said it's really cutee cuz it's too real. ((: i find him real cool, just got no idea why sam gave him up. shrugs*&lt;P&gt;bump into jx n mie coww at south canteen. i saw ah mok! flesh imp top. i never expect him to be wearing flesh imp stuffs. really. after some time i look at flesh imp stuff i find it pretty &lt;em&gt;lame&lt;/em&gt;. even though i haf a couple of tees and a skirt in mie wardrobe~ tots like this just comes to my mind. jx hit my hand wib his paper. -.-&lt;P&gt;i'm beri noisy todae. shall tone down a lil tmr. sheesh* i dun like tmr's lessons. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114788524660026104?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114788524660026104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114788524660026104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114788524660026104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114788524660026104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/super-lethargic.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114779130141303395</id><published>2006-05-16T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:55:01.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sleepy day. can't help but keep dozing off during soon tf's class. duhhs. it's simply boring. but dere's some facinatings parts. the perception thingy. was released early as there's nothing much for dan's class. ((: it's like so amazing. hee.&lt;P&gt;the "good gang" was given by jk to mie class. Somehow i wonder and pondered so much. are we really a good gang? i supposed internal conflicts will soon starts or rather surface to the more obvious side. some oreadi surfaced and more of such stuffs seemed to be on its way. it's more of a natural thing i supposed. as days pass, we get to noe one another better, we noe each other's character, too it was the tym in everyone's heart to determine whether or not we guys can cliqued well and bear with one another. for me, yes dere's two. the two i often blogged about with their great big names mentioned. &lt;strong&gt;lee&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;. i might too get &lt;strong&gt;blacklisted&lt;/strong&gt; in someone's list like the way i blacklisted the both of them in &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; list. however, dat's not my problem anyway, blacklist me for mie &lt;strong&gt;loud laughters&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;jokes&lt;/strong&gt; in class. if people were to be recognizing mie jovial side as arrogance dere's nothing much i can say either.&lt;P&gt;back to em. i blacklisted lee in mie list is because he's far too irritating, noisy and i think he's kinda cocky. i can't stand someone who kip msg-ing and ringing me up early in da morning especially when i'm preparing to go school. it DELAYS mie tym. *roll eyes*&lt;BR&gt;today, supposed to mit at 850am. he reached early, like 8.38am. he start msg-ing me, saying he haf reached and where am i. every 5 mins or less i receive one such msg. i was telling myself how much i feel like &lt;strong&gt;slapping his blardie face&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;punch him rite into his eye socket&lt;/strong&gt;. NOISY! because he can't &lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt; talking. is he trying to seek attention? his voice and laughters just irks me. &lt;strong&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/strong&gt;. cocky because he only tok &lt;strong&gt;COCK&lt;/strong&gt;. nothing sensible but rubbish. if only humans can be controlled like a hi-fi set. i'll turn him mute everytime i sees him.&lt;P&gt;as for grace, like i owaes sae. i cannot stand people who kips laughing at things dat is not farnie! nobody's convinced it's farnie! tsk. worse thing, i cannot stand teens who act like typical &lt;strong&gt;AUNTIES&lt;/strong&gt;. rushing through everything as if it's gonna be the end of the world. it's lame lame lame. absolutely lame. *roll eyes*&lt;P&gt;dd is damn fun. he's super duper funnie and hyper. ah mok's so cute! ms's class tmr. duhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114779130141303395?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114779130141303395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114779130141303395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114779130141303395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114779130141303395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/sleepy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114762960161503209</id><published>2006-05-15T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T02:00:01.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished reading my third book in one and a half months. &lt;em&gt;The Growing Pains Of Adrian Mole&lt;/em&gt;. it's not as inspiring as da previous two i read cuz basically it's about adrian's life. it's quite interesting though. he did uncountable funny things and his tots really is amazing for his age den. [15 to 16] gonna get another book soon. i'll get bored in school and on da way to and from school. =/&lt;P&gt;left with maths and ms's proj. it's nuts. absolutely. self-motivated. my foot. the teachers act exactly like my secondary school teachers. boo.&lt;P&gt;din go out wib kel and his gf afterall. it's kinda alright to go out wibb em until he broke da news dat &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;des&lt;/strong&gt; will be joininn and they will be headinn down for kbox. i shooked my head and rejected his offer. i'm so sorry yummy bear and gal. it's to complicated. &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; asked me if i wanted to tagg along to kbox not aware dat kel oreadi asked me. i politely rejected his offer too. not long after the message, i received his call. i din pick up the fone. i haf no idea why he similarly refuse to face the fact and get my hint. sighs* find one good and sunny dae i'm gonna clean up this choked and dirtie tunnel. &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; needs to see da light. since he din wanna clean up the tunnel, i shall do it. ((: it's so miserable living in this kinda life. i feel so corked up at tyms. it's tym for me to break free i guess. next fri nite, milo session wib kel and cammie. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114762960161503209?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114762960161503209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114762960161503209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114762960161503209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114762960161503209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-finished-reading-my-third-book-in.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114754784544676403</id><published>2006-05-14T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T03:17:25.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's a quiet night. the tv and lights are still on. just finished jk's work. a quick review of the homework left;&lt;BR&gt;bc- e-quiz&lt;BR&gt;ms- proj&lt;BR&gt;dan- cube&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;alright. three more. just three more and i'll be clearing off this week's mountain. probably finish up ms and dan's work hopefully by early afternoon. shall wake up as early as 8am to start rushing mie work.&lt;P&gt;most probably will be out around evening wib kel and his gf. who gonna be da nice samaritan to join me and not make me the odd one, i've no idea. of all i just hope it's not gonna be &lt;strong&gt;HIM.&lt;/strong&gt; talking about &lt;strong&gt;him.&lt;/strong&gt; he tried calling me earlier on but i was on da fone wib lm. whether or not i've no intention of answering his call anymore either. the reason is very simple, i don't wan things to get more complicated and allowing him to haf his imagination running all over. things will be simple if in his mind it's purely the thought of friendship. otherwise, there's no room for negotiation. back to his sms. he was saying about himself having some problems. he din mention exactly what is it about. he claim he haf no idea how to. okae. i replied this. "&lt;em&gt;i might not be able to help you solve ur problems.. but if you nid someone to listen to your problems i'll be here. being &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; it's about sharing problems together. no matter what it's better den keeping it to yourself. dat's what &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; are for.&lt;/em&gt;" i haf no idea if he did get my point but i'm sure i made my point clear enough. he went drinkinn wib laoda. his tone sounded kinda scarie. i msg laoda, but i got no reply. he's drunked perhaps.&lt;P&gt;i'm kinda looking forward to seeing kel's gf. she damn fun. we are all in the same frequency. best of all! she promise to help me take revenge by speaking hokkien cuz they don't understand! hees. two Ds one K.. watch out ya! gonna get back at em soon! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114754784544676403?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114754784544676403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114754784544676403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114754784544676403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114754784544676403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-quiet-night.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114750323534491764</id><published>2006-05-13T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:53:55.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All of a sudden, i've no idea what are the homeworks needed to be done by this weekend. i can't recall anything other den daniel's studio proj. let me slowly dig out mie memories.&lt;BR&gt;jk- colour studies&lt;BR&gt;bc- maths e-quiz&lt;BR&gt;ms- proj.&lt;BR&gt;boey- renderinn&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ah huh. ah huh. i've got them all now. amazing. ((: sometimes it's just so good to sit down and slowly unfold memories. too bad i just haf terrible STM [short term memory].&lt;P&gt;ytd was so so so fun in the early evening. had lunch wibb laoda n papa moon. laoda was crapping like no tomorrow. the most hilarious thing was that he was smiling so &lt;strong&gt;sweetly&lt;/strong&gt; when he saw me entering tm. i've never thought &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; could actually smile this way. it's quite a thing to ponder about at times, of how someone could actually do things all along everyone tot he will never be able to do so. interestinn. ((:&lt;P&gt;spent da whole nite doing mie cubie thingy. sumhow i'm not satisfied. totally not. i've got no time. it's damn infuriatinn. talking about time. i used to think about this crazie idea like few weeks back. twenty-four hours a day is not enuff to most people i supposed. so i was thinking of having forty-eight hours a day. combining two days into one. it's damn cool. having two day and two nights in "&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;" day. alright i'm not a good tym planner. hence even if you give me three full days i might not even finish it. =/&lt;P&gt;i've painted mie nails again. baby pink. ((: i love dat milkish colour. &lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0513_141340.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;tadah!!&lt;P&gt;he sent me a msg again. i politely replied him. doubt will get another reply. better not. no hopes. uh uh. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114750323534491764?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114750323534491764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114750323534491764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114750323534491764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114750323534491764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/all-of-sudden-ive-no-idea-what-are.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114736382871792411</id><published>2006-05-11T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:10:29.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm damn tired after a super hectic week. i went dead flat once i got home today. i din even wanna move mie limps. not even a lil. i got three projects in hand to be submitted by next week i supposed. a pile of homework to be done. i've yet gotten mie acrylic paint. i really feel like crying. i'm so TIRED!&lt;P&gt;was talkinn to jx, sj, and ah mok during noon break. jx is damn hilarious. showing me his own creation of a fruit basket but somehow or rather it don't look like one to me. face reality jx it really DON'T look like a basket. haha. ah mok's damn cutee.&lt;P&gt;i've no idea where and what to do tmr. mie initial intention was actually to just lock myself at home until i finish mie work before goinn out to plae. but dat lm applied for morning shift and if we were to tell her we are not goinn anywhere i bet she will add to to the amt of stress if haf. she will start cursing and swearing that we are wasting her tym. things often happen this way. but anyway, i've hafta go out to get mie acrylic paint pretty early because it's vesak day tmr so it's okae to hog a while outside, i supposed? the amt of work to be done is so much that i haf no idea where and what to start off with. i really wanna frown.&lt;P&gt;lee ticked grace off today. everyone is getting irritated over grace as day pass. i really gonna sae god bless her. lee told her this during maths lecture todae "not funny you laugh, funny you dun luff. new trend ar?"&lt;BR&gt;grace:"huh?"&lt;BR&gt;lee:"you always lidat one ma! laugh at things dat are not funny. lame sia."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;lee rawks big tym this round. i think she got some understanding problem also. jk said that we nid to concentrate while mixing the colours and she kip yea yea! i got it! she said a couple of times but she nv got it. wtf. after that she kip askinn lin liang if her colours are near or stuffs lidat. she NEVER stop asking for a min. lin liang finally shoot her. &lt;em&gt;can you haf some patience!!&lt;/em&gt; she still claim she is patient just that she can't see the colours properly. i got damn irritated. i turned and told her off. &lt;em&gt;can you like let lin liang do her work instead of kip askinn her? you ownself estimate wan darker or lighter la. jk sae nid to concentrate, lidat how is lin liang gonna finish her work?&lt;/em&gt; irritating.&lt;P&gt;i'm definitely able to tell the whole world dat i &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; the actions of a &lt;strong&gt;TYPICAL AUNTIE&lt;/strong&gt;! they wanna rush through everything and go around telling the whole world everything. Talking as if they were right and refuse to listen to others. it's DAMN DAMN irritating. she's only &lt;strong&gt;EIGHTEEN&lt;/strong&gt; and she acting like a mid forty onwards auntie. wtf she trying to show? auntie spirit? oh man. she have no idea of her own limits. totally. i just don't like the way she talk and laughs over things. they aren't sensible and they DON'T sound funny. *roll eyes*&lt;P&gt;no msg from him todae. [laughs] one msg at the middle of the nite ytd. freaky. he better now wad's goinn on. lalala~ ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114736382871792411?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114736382871792411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114736382871792411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114736382871792411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114736382871792411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-damn-tired-after-super-hectic-week.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114726315701327182</id><published>2006-05-10T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:16:17.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've finised tuesdays with morrie like last week. it's touching and inspirinn. the lessons morrie taught was realistic and sensible. the way the story goes is filled with humour and makes one change their point of view about life. cool book.&lt;P&gt;was doodling throughout the whole lecture todae. i've no idea why everything i do grace seemed to be so &lt;strong&gt;copycat&lt;/strong&gt; and just follow like a &lt;strong&gt;blind&lt;/strong&gt; cat. be careful of pillars ya. ((: i duno wad to sae but i definitely got damn irritated by her actions. totally. i just wanna kip rolling my eyes at her and tell her this. "do you noe that you often laugh at things i NEVER find it farnie and do you noe that you are owaes interupting people's conversation? you ARE irritating! definitely! humpf!"&lt;P&gt;lee drew this during class because i drew on his hand furst.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0510_142918.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0510_193315.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;he drew this also.((:&lt;P&gt;i'm running out of inspirations. totally drained out. i passed his burfdae gift to this &lt;strong&gt;friend&lt;/strong&gt; of mine. it's a he. i duno wad to sae but i got this illness of not talking to people who goes around telling mie other &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; he kinda &lt;s&gt;admire&lt;/s&gt; me. so i merely walked behind or before him when he wanted to join me and mie bestie. mie brows frowned like seagulls. i din wan. the problem that he din ask if he can join us and he just sae:"alright i'm coming over now". i really wanted to sae NO but looking at the sake dat he's mie &lt;strong&gt;darling laoda's&lt;/strong&gt; friend i merely frowned after the call. i &lt;strong&gt;refuse&lt;/strong&gt; to talk to him and i meant i REFUSED. yes. he's &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; mie type. i find him boring compared to kel, laoda and gang. i've got no topic to crap with him face to face. i'm not gonna entertain fone calls for now either. i think angelic stuffs should come to an end or he might pin hopes on it. i &lt;strong&gt;REALISTIC&lt;/strong&gt;. i definitely is. i dun wan him to waste his tym on a bytch like me. i don't make a good gf for i &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; mie freedom, i &lt;strong&gt;prefer&lt;/strong&gt; goinn out wibb mie besties, i think i've &lt;strong&gt;enuff&lt;/strong&gt; pressure from school work so i dun nid bGr to add on to it. i'm happie and &lt;strong&gt;contented&lt;/strong&gt; with mie current life now. i'll make an &lt;strong&gt;exception&lt;/strong&gt; for all this unless i really like dat guy and i feel dat he &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; mie prince. if right at this moment he goes around telling everyone :"i don't like her animore!" i'll open a &lt;strong&gt;party&lt;/strong&gt; at mie place this saturdae inviting everyone i noe. it sounded mean. others gonna bytch about me for this now. i noe. honestly, he's really gonna waste his own tym. i'm not that kinda girl who gets touched over kuku stuffs you do and fall in love with you. i go with mie heart. ((:&lt;P&gt;one of mie khaki dropped out. mr rodney foo. he &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; da one who encourage me to stay at ID and claims that we will edure all craps and get our diploma together. and today, he declared dropping out of school. =/ i gonna miss mie darling guy so much. one who will drag me out of the hole. i gonna miss ya LORTS mann. take care wherever you go. by the way, he got soft silky hair. hairs that girls totally envy. &lt;3&lt;P&gt;no unique inspirations for mie studio project yet. simply meant no exciting ideas. i feel like screaming at the universe and ask her what exactly is exciting to her. if she's contented, the beings will be contented just as much i supposed. ((: Supergirl VS The Universe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114726315701327182?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114726315701327182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114726315701327182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114726315701327182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114726315701327182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-finised-tuesdays-with-morrie-like.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114719141118711618</id><published>2006-05-09T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:16:53.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been so busy lately. it's pretty obvious. see da pile of DUST collected here. aniwae.. gonna just drop a few interesting stuffs i've done or took during this MIA period.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;furst! i went to CARL's JUNIOR to makan! it's damn nice! super duper nicee. it's definitely worth the price! ((: i had the chicken duno wad. i dun rembb. haas. but it's nicee! i gonna bring mie marmie dere next tym. ((:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0506_125200.jpg"&gt;&lt;P&gt;we did the moodboard and i claim that i LOVE marcus's board. so here's his masterpiece.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0505_125654.jpg"&gt;&lt;P&gt;me and mie gang slacked the whole four hours break at da librariee. so we are bored and we decided to take pics.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/nicolekathyastrok.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mie fav gal! nicole aka ms gorgeous!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/librarie.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mie GALS! ((:&lt;P&gt;attended daniel's class and i SAW this hanging at his pencil case! it's lame! i'm telling you cuz i've got the gal onee.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/danielslamestuffs.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;SEE! it's lamee. absolutely. boos. i laughed at his stuffs like madd. todae he told me he wanted something exciting for mie cube design. later part of da dae.. everything seemed to inspire me! hoho. everything realliee inspire me like nobody's business you noe. it's damn funnie. haa. DANIEL RAWKS! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114719141118711618?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114719141118711618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114719141118711618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114719141118711618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114719141118711618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-been-so-busy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114684979981734829</id><published>2006-05-05T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T01:23:19.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just had a dream. i dreamt of him, mie prince and mie dear laoda. the dream was sudden but it was sweet. everything is PERFECT. i talked so much to him.. i saw him smile.. i heard his voice, so near. i managed to see his face at such a nice and near view. i sense his temperature. i'll never be able to do dat in reality. the most i did.. was i pulled his hand.&lt;P&gt;i've no idea how exactly do i feel about him. i just knew it was a unknown attraction. i guess it will soon be over. game over. it will be ended with a full stop instead of a comma again. all i can sae is.. i don't know him well enuff to make a good judgement. as long as, i know who's truly good to me and who i tink is da best. i still love mie favourite laoDa da most. ((:&lt;P&gt;let's talk bacc about mie day todae. it's presentation for mie mood board. it's a tiring day for me as i din sleep much for the whole week. aniwae mie presentation goes lidat. i took out all mie jigsaw puzzles and present it one by one.&lt;BR&gt;so it goes lidat..&lt;BR&gt;me: my favourite animal is piG because i simply LOVEee da curly tail and big nose.&lt;BR&gt;class: [ laughs ] some said. what? again again??&lt;BR&gt;me: i love the curly tail and the super duper BIG NOSE! ((: and plus i haf a collection of pigs so much so dat i haf to sleep on the floor.&lt;BR&gt;class n ms: laugh like mad.&lt;BR&gt;me: i love fashion and this super duper cute dollies. blythe dolls.&lt;BR&gt;lee n seth: so freakiee. omgg.&lt;BR&gt;me: most people find it freakie but i simply love it. it's unique and special unlike those LAME barbie dolls.&lt;BR&gt;class n ms: lame! nice one! [ laughs ]&lt;BR&gt;me: okae. aniwae. i love musics.. readinn mags.. doinn manicure.. MY FAMILY!&lt;BR&gt;class n ms: nodds head.&lt;BR&gt;me: i love mickey mouse! but i noe mie mickey look aa... kinda cheena.&lt;BR&gt;class n ms: [ LAUGHS LIKE SIAO ]&lt;BR&gt;me: this guyy [des] is the guy i.... think is the cutest guy i ever seen in the world. [ laughs ]&lt;BR&gt;class n MS: oH oH oH!! wee u weet! [ LAUGHS ]&lt;BR&gt;me: ermm.. and i remember reading this newspaper article about old man ogling at pretty gals will lengthen their life spend so i came out with mie own theory dat lookinn at cutee guys lengthen OUR life spend! so gals look at him ya.&lt;BR&gt;class n ms: [ laughs ] seth banginn his head&lt;BR&gt;me: these are mie best friends [ kee n niuu ].. mie colleagues.. mie sec sch clique.. i love em. mie colleagues taught me alot of things abt anything. life.. human.. etc. dat's all. i'm donee&lt;BR&gt;class n ms: applause*&lt;BR&gt;seth: the jigsaw rawks.&lt;BR&gt;ms: yea indeed. i.. i .. find it interestinn. it's fantastic. good jobb&lt;BR&gt;me: LAUGHS!&lt;P&gt;lame ryte. lols. alright i'm happeninn. tskk tskk. proj tym. tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114684979981734829?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114684979981734829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114684979981734829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114684979981734829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114684979981734829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-had-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114676775378261619</id><published>2006-05-05T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T02:35:53.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm donee wibb mie mood boardd. tadah! i shall now present mie very furst masterpiece to you people. i will be handinn em up todae. hope she just dun question me so much. =/ somehow or rather mie board just seemed lame.&lt;P&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0505_004449.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0505_021426.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i decided to add something on it so it wun look so plain.&lt;P&gt;it's lame rite. especially dat mickey mouse i drew. so lame. ugly. eew. the bottom stuffs simply &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; lame la cuz i haf no idea wad else to add on. so.. ya. ugly.&lt;P&gt;only scored 6.5 for todae's drawing test. =/ shucks. big tym. i'm so sian. stupid normal timetable. shucks to the bloodie core.&lt;P&gt;i got the picture. the great big portrait of my life. i've seen it inside out.. upright and inverse. people i assume to be as great and a fantastic samaritan in my life turns out to be an evil soul. i can fully trust mie instincts now. really. my gut feelings seemed so fucking accurate lately. duhhs. wadeva. i'm lost aniwae.&lt;P&gt;lim piaw is farnie. he wans make up lesson next fri. HAHA. toot. i shall prepare mirrors at the lecture hall so dat he can make up lesson wib HIMSELF on fri. i noe wad i wanna make for mie final year. a "&lt;em&gt;you noe it's time to SHUT UP kit&lt;/em&gt;". lee's gettin fuckinn irritating and noisy as days pass. everything to him is happeninn.. even those which is NOT. lame. dat gal is getting more and more irritatinn too. STOP fucking interuptinn me cann? nb. FUCKED UP LA. i fuckinn nid lortsa sleep. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114676775378261619?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114676775378261619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114676775378261619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114676775378261619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114676775378261619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-donee-wibb-mie-mood-boardd.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114667269215924530</id><published>2006-05-03T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:11:32.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i caught a glimpse of him todae. so many things happened. i duno wad's right and wad's not. i can't even follow mie instincts now. i got so many questions in mind and i just hope dere's this someone to answer mie questions and get this off mie mind.&lt;P&gt;rodney's thinking of quitting school. his problems. i've heard from him, sounds reasonably acceptable but.. aint it a pity? hmm..it's ok if he report for NS out since he know wad is his future plannings.. just dun look bacc and regret. making decision is part of growing up. however, one wrong decision might cause a great destruction to your own future. if you haf really decided on quitting school, go ahead. live life with no regrets ya. if i were him, i would probably think of questions like this.. do i wan mie kid to succeed in life next tym? do i wan him to study and get a Phd or masters? if you wan your kid to achieve those things in life, i personally think dere's a nid for us to set an example about studying and gettin those things.. or else, how you gonna motivate your kids or rather kids will probably be like me saying :"&lt;em&gt;why not u go get one furst den ask me to get&lt;/em&gt;?" you noe stuffs like dat. go through some serious tots sometimes.. it helps.&lt;P&gt;visited a couple of gay blogs last nite. i just feel dat, we ought to respect em though most people find gay couples as a &lt;em&gt;not so&lt;/em&gt; normal relationship. i saw the nasty comments on their tagboards. i'll skin you people alive if i noe who you are. it's not as if they did something illegal or things dat somehow or wad offended you. it's their own life and it's their freedom. it's similar to you dislike the way your mother interfere your life. don't like they way they are just ignore em den. why criticise em? it's their life.. nobody got any rights to tell em wad to do and wad not to do. it's one's fate of how they will become.. certain things are just beyond one's control. so LEARN to respect others.. those sickeninn baskets!&lt;P&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;he dun seemed so enthu talking to me.&lt;/S&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114667269215924530?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114667269215924530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114667269215924530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114667269215924530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114667269215924530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-caught-glimpse-of-him-todae.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114659368410773868</id><published>2006-05-03T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T02:14:44.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone's goinn MIA. i gonna be da next one. =/ i'm not sure if dat guy is really des.. dere's no wae i can find out da truth unless i ask des himself. which is like so.. dumbb. just forget it. &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; can similarly choose respond to me or not, i'm not the one who took the initiative to msg.&lt;P&gt;outing tmr. i'm kinda not enthu for it. super not. i dunno why. perhaps jk gonna be around? he better not be taking mie group. ass. i'll fight wib him i guess. basket.&lt;P&gt;i'm goinn to find mie prince tmr. hope he will be around.. it haf been so long since i last saw him. i still remb da last tym i saw him was bacc at topman when he specially called me to sae buhbye to me. &lt;em&gt;hao gan dong&lt;/em&gt; &lt;3 i miss him ALORT!! hmm.. i just wanna catch a glimpse of him dat's all. not trying to be a sicko. ((: after so much i still like him and named him &lt;em&gt;mie prince&lt;/em&gt;. i even included his pic in mie moodboard proj. ((: things should goes lidat.&lt;BR&gt;during presentation...&lt;BR&gt;me: these are the people who entered mie life and made  great difference...&lt;BR&gt;ms tan: who's dat guy with a crown? it seemed like it's only him who haf it.. uh uh. [ laughs ]&lt;BR&gt;me: oh well.. he's the guy i like n &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;. *blush* ((: &lt;3&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;alright lame. i'm trying to be da director again. uh uh. [ grins* ]&lt;P&gt;&lt;em&gt;s0 near yet s0 far;&lt;BR&gt;if s0medae i've g0t a chance to get h0ld 0f y0u,&lt;BR&gt;i'll neva let g0.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114659368410773868?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114659368410773868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114659368410773868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114659368410773868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114659368410773868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/everyones-goinn-mia.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114650388401098883</id><published>2006-05-02T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T01:18:04.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he's bacc. indeed. dat should be him. nobody but him. why did he lied to me? did he got him to lie? was everything meant to be a surprise later on? do you noe the consequences of lying to me? whatmore, you're lying to me of someone i like. i hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114650388401098883?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114650388401098883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114650388401098883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114650388401098883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114650388401098883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hes-bacc.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114642172104643386</id><published>2006-05-01T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T02:28:41.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is dat him? is he bacc? are they hiding something from me? why does it sounds so much like him. da laughter i heard. the way he spoke canto. is dat really him? wad was dat hesitation they took to answer me who's dat.&lt;P&gt;it's this voice i heard dat kips the flame burning again. it did died off. now it's alive again. is dat.. really him? has mie prince came bacc?..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114642172104643386?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114642172104643386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114642172104643386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114642172104643386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114642172104643386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/05/is-dat-him-is-he-bacc-are-they-hiding.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114633637612115245</id><published>2006-04-30T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T02:48:26.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was out da whole dae. went ms to get mie mickey bag. off to bugis. it's so packed dat i can't even find a place to get a drinkk. godd. stupid people who haf no idea how to walk, inconsiderate people who assume the world rotates for em. freak. i swear i'll just knock into you the next time and do da &lt;strong&gt;tSK TSK&lt;/strong&gt; sound at you.&lt;P&gt;headed bacc to lido to catch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys Eats Girls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it's indeed a gruesome show, somehow or rather i just don't see da link in the story. nathan should be dead. wadeva. alright look, i'm oreadi seventeen. BUT! this is mie &lt;strong&gt;FURST&lt;/strong&gt; NC16 show. applause for me people. but i wanna sae &lt;em&gt;chey&lt;/em&gt; i though NC16 is wad.. so this is it. i bet singapore teens will find it nth too. it's like no kick compared to viewing tammy's video on the net. [&lt;strong&gt;i din watch tammy's video for u info, i'm just trying to explain the limits of NC16 films&lt;/strong&gt;] aniwae, the show's short. an hour and fifteen minutes. walk down town den went for a drink at cine Basement. kel called and i saw him upstairs. so farnie. went for pool after dat cuz lion and cow was dying of boredom. i din wanna go. called and asked suntec along. he took a freakinn long tym to go dere. kel joined us later, laoda, nic [laoda's bro] and nic's gf tagged along. they had their own table shortly.. what i was feeling den was much more like.. so near yet so far. it owaes seemed like dere's a barrier in between us. i'm not trying to sae about any relationships here but it's the basic fwenship contact aint dere you see. however, i must sae it's real nice having them dere.. cuz i wasnt really expecting them to appear because it owaes fails.&lt;P&gt;if every saturdae gets better and having em around, i believe things wun be so bad. he's bro [nic] is real nicee i'm telling you. super duper nicee. he look like someone who don't talk much to others at the furst look. but when he actually say bye to someone with dat friendly smile he carries on his face everything changed. he's realy nicee. his gf is nicee too. i'm tired. super duper tired. it's a hectic week. just hopes each saturday is worth awaiting for. i guess right now i hafta think of a better way to earn money. i spending too much money. school, bills and goinn out. mie bill bombarded as expected.. 60plus. i nid to pay another 70bucks for mie dust coat and all. hundered over. how do i survive.. duhhs. siann.&lt;P&gt;i'm givinn up on mie prince. sooner or later i believe we will both forget one another. i might even go up to him and say :"&lt;em&gt;you are..&lt;/em&gt;?" oh well.. i can't be bothered to tink so much either. i haf so much assignments to do in hand. just hope and pray hard i survive through this "long" weekend. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114633637612115245?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114633637612115245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114633637612115245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114633637612115245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114633637612115245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/was-out-da-whole-dae.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114624101588642383</id><published>2006-04-28T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:16:56.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm too sickk to miss anyone. i feel dat dere's no such nid. how should i put mie words. in the sense.. believinn dat it's human nature of &lt;strong&gt;taking things for granted&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;getting used&lt;/strong&gt; to life without certain people and things.&lt;P&gt;i haf no idea whether i am or i will be doing things lidat in the near future but at least i can guarantee things wun happen for &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;. i strongly believe dat having regrets in life aint something good. or in actual fact, nobody wans to live with regrets. however, why are dere people who simply take people around them for granted. you claim da misses and all dat when they are leaving. must they leave you &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;never return&lt;/strong&gt; den ur misses for em will &lt;strong&gt;last&lt;/strong&gt; forever? is this the wae things are supposed to be.. is this the way everybody thinks?&lt;P&gt;gimme a chance i really wanna ask him.. are you the danny i used to noe? who's dat guy who told me &lt;em&gt;"this is sales floor leh how to talk to you??"&lt;/em&gt; where's dat guy who kips crapping to us like nobody's business last tym? has the evil one gotten over you and make you his slave? where's the emotional guy who cries over ones leaving..? &lt;strong&gt;WHO&lt;/strong&gt; again is dat guy who told me to &lt;em&gt;tink wadeva i wanna tink&lt;/em&gt; when i told him how we feel about him?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;who is dat guy..?&lt;P&gt;i dun wanna talk about him animore. i dun wanna step into wisma animore. i'm serious this round. i dun feel anything for dat place animore.. his words broke da chain in my heart dat links to em into pieces. thanks for his tears. thanks for his misses. thanks for his everything.. i appreciate it and enjoyed da times. times dun turn back to da past.. we all hafta move on.. i just hope as all of us are moving on in our own pace and route.. we will all find bacc ourselves and somedae it fate allows us to meet again.. we will get to enjoy one another's company again.&lt;P&gt;he's probably feeling sad right now. his fwen passed on. at this point of my life.. i start to look at a different angle towards death. the book &lt;em&gt;'the five people i meet in heaven'&lt;/em&gt; as i owaes mentioned after i bought that book, it inspired me about life and death. that book taught me how to look upon one's death. "&lt;em&gt;death is passing on what you have to someone else and let them continue the journey for you&lt;/em&gt;" this caption in dat book inspired me alot and make me really think about life. i strongly believe in that. for people who don't understand or find it as a rubbish, try lookin at it this wae. somedae you will haf kids.. ur assets and everything you haf will haf to be passed on to your kids. it's something lidat.. like a race whereby you hafta pass ur baton to ur team-mates so dat they can continue the race.. it's normal to be depressed.. everything takes time to adapt. after some time.. everything regains to normal. like now.. aint it?&lt;P&gt;mie work's piling up. time to chiong em. lim piaw. boey. muiSiang. wadeva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114624101588642383?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114624101588642383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114624101588642383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114624101588642383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114624101588642383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-too-sickk-to-miss-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114615848344261679</id><published>2006-04-28T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T01:21:23.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss d. no news of him yet. sighs`&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i'm buried by piles of assignments. it sucks. seniors told us about the course. the hates of theirs. god. it just make a total turn off for this course i took. totally. i'm not lookin forward to next wednesdae's field trip. can you just imagine u hafta DRAW in public. i tot it's just mere visitinn to certain galleries. i bet i can never escape the world of drawings. can you visualize a world &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; designers because they died of &lt;strong&gt;drawing phobia&lt;/strong&gt;? alright i might probably die of a disease like this. =/ i drew this stupid shoes thingy todae. it's irritatin because dat sicko refuse to tell me how the hell things should be drawn. fuck be it den. i just CAN'T reach his fuckinn expectations. i think he dislike me. i hate him too. wadeva.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0427_232434.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i dunno wad's wrong. perhaps he's taller and when he sits at mie sit his eye level is diff. alright it's not really dat nicee but at least i drew something dat will be recognise as a shoe. fuck him. nb.&lt;P&gt;i recall of something lame dat took place during design fundamental class wib daniel. daniel is a super farnie and kuku lecturer. he's damn fun. so freakinn much better den other lecturers. he's top on mie list. ((: he walked past mie table and sudd he took mie fwen's notebook and show us and he said :"micKEY MOUSE!! =D" alright.. i burst out laughing. it's like so stupid. i bet you will never bump into a lecturer like him. so here's a pic of wad he showed us. dat so-called &lt;em&gt;mickey&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0424_133414.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;it's actually a digit three but probably because he is a designer he look at things differently at a different perspective. good job.&lt;P&gt;i'm really sick of drawing seriously. i've da feeling of taking up an art class. nth but drawing. it's irritating and sickeninn. purely. it's real nice dat they are only concentrating on &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; specific thing unlike sec schools whereby u hafta take seven or even more diff subjects. &lt;strong&gt;HOWEVER&lt;/strong&gt;, they are much to sickk about this. i would rather u gimme seven diff subs to studie den doing the same thing for &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt; fucking weeks. it's traumatizing. i've got another week to go. fuck big tym. shyt. i really got no comments to sae. it just kip repeating. like an old record jammed in the player. if it's a record perhaps i could still &lt;strong&gt;BREAK&lt;/strong&gt; it.. but it's not.. once i break i will break mie bridge dat leads to mie future. it sucks. nyp should re-consider about certain lecturers they hire. seriously.. they can't teach. duhhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114615848344261679?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114615848344261679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114615848344261679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114615848344261679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114615848344261679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-miss-d.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114606468195521345</id><published>2006-04-26T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:18:02.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>browse through a couple of friendster pages and msn nicks a moment ago. been to mie ex-classmate's page on friendster and i've realised, all of us miss those days bacc in deyi.&lt;P&gt;deyi is really a hell to us a year ago. dNt.. exams, test, conflicts with teachers, principal &amp; vp [chua n minjoot], our craps in class and the lame stuffs we all do in class. this specific classroom at the far end, left hand side of the block, it captures our memories of our secondary school life in it. it might not be the same group of people sitting in dat specific room, doing da specific things taking da specific lessons like da past.. but it's still the same room, the memories and emotions locked up never changed since den. i've never stepped into dat room ever since i graduated. i wonder how dat room dat contains mie sec school memories look like now.. will our master pieces still be around? will we still find our memories and see flashbacks of those days?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;master pieces.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/masterpiece1.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;imf src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/masterpiecetwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/masterpiecethree.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i really miss those days.. yoo people.&lt;P&gt;thinking about wismaa peeps. many went off to pursue their own dreams.. bacc to school.. some went off to other outlets. we are all off on a separate and different route.. can't get to see most of em now. i wonder how are they getting on. i miss em too. &lt;3&lt;P&gt;i miss someone special to me. i might not be special to him but aniwae i miss him even more. d, i miss YOU!! when are you coming bacc.. sighs*&lt;P&gt;dere's this gal in mie class. i really haf no idea how i should kinda like describe her. i can only sae her actions seemed kinda auntie and will probably be the future mrs kiasu or stuffs lidat. however, i must sae sumhow or wad when u nid sumthing she cums into the picture. she will be the one helping you to get the materials and all u nid. it sounded quite cool till here. aniwae here's the problems i dun kinda like abt her. she's kaypoh in short or another word she's interested in everything and anything. she laughs when people laughs but she haf no idea wad she's laughing about. den she will turn to me and ask me :"what they sae?" i mean it's like so ridiculous. you laugh with the crowd but you haf no idea why. i feel like smacking her. really. whenever i talk to somebody about something she will interupt and i couldn't get a reply for mie question. be it i'm talking to a fwen or a lecturer. it's rude and purely RUDE. i hate people who does dat to me cux it really irritates me like hell. blardiee hell. i just hate people disturbing me at the wrong tym. especially when i'm trying to concentrate during drawing and she puts her finger all over mie paper. i really haf no idea wad the fuck she wanna do. wad crap issit to be like drawinn one perfect art piece at the furst round u hafta trim here and dere after it. so wad the fuck is her fingerSss doin all over mie paper?? just when i was trying to look at one part and trim i see her fingers all over and her head kip banging into mine. fuck. fuck. fuck. &lt;strong&gt;horribly irritatin&lt;/strong&gt;. she sit dere assuming her art was perfect in the end she gotta re-do so much. it's purely lame. worse thing. guess she's probably dat kind whom i tell her to stop interupting and telling me wad to do, she will get so traumatized and probably burst out in tears. duhhs. someone save mee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114606468195521345?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114606468195521345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114606468195521345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114606468195521345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114606468195521345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/browse-through-couple-of-friendster.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114589911346376330</id><published>2006-04-25T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:18:33.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rodney disturb me earlier on. thanks mann. basket. jk shaved. look even more gay. i'm da furst to discover it. godd. freaky. wed gonna be PADs dae. mie dae. humpf. daniel's class was super fun. me and lee had a great crappy session about nursing. hoho. he's damn freakinn funnie. lecture cancelled tmr. ((: lessons endinn at four. super duper happie. ((:&lt;P&gt;laoDa's bacc to work accordinn to lm's info. basket. i miss him and mie prince. god damn miss em. i really wonder if mie prince will be bacc next month to work.. afterall the work permit is oreadi granted ehhs. i really hope to see him. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114589911346376330?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114589911346376330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114589911346376330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114589911346376330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114589911346376330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/rodney-disturb-me-earlier-on.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114578445734675435</id><published>2006-04-23T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T17:27:37.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got so much so do. it seemed like it's only mee. so much drawing pieces and sketch books to be done. sighs. mie stupid course. stupid jk. fucked up. just get him off mie sight. he sucks to the core. big time. i'm just gonna throw &lt;strong&gt;PAD&lt;/strong&gt; at him the next time he irritate me. make him super duper suay to the freakinn core. artist big fuck?&lt;P&gt;i just dun get it. why must those so called &lt;em&gt;yi shu jia&lt;/em&gt; aka artistic people haf this wad they call "&lt;em&gt;artist temper&lt;/em&gt;"? it's totally lame and crapps alright. the way the act and does thing is just so &lt;strong&gt;ridiculously&lt;/strong&gt; CRAPs and it just make em a weirdo. don't believe check out those artist [draftman or wadeva] or dance choreographer you haf in school. they act as if they really know alort and all.. but in actual facts it's rubbish dat they know. alright, this might not really happen on dance choreographers but it definitely happens to artists. jk is totally weird and he IS trying to act smart. yes i do admit i noe nuts about arts but i dun think he do either. as we noe, there's no such thing as &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt; in an art piece so wad's wrong wib him saying this is wrong and this is right. we took a glimpse of his work during tutorial. i rolled mie eyes. yes, i did. it's just look so ordinary. so wad's that big fuck he trying to sae and boast abt? he practically assumed he haf so much potential in him. too bad i dun see it den. should i apologise to you in case u blow ur artistic temper again? fuck u. i dun give a fuckinn damn about you. fuck u. shyt u. freak u. i'm pointing mie middle finger at you! just a part time lecturer and you wanna claim u r smart and all. please ya. any wall in ur hse? bang it. hard. *roll eyes*&lt;P&gt;provoke me summore and i make sure you get nothing but &lt;strong&gt;PADS&lt;/strong&gt; from me. nb. fuck u, stupid artist who &lt;strong&gt;CAN'T&lt;/strong&gt; draw. bleah. get lost and go bacc to ur gay pubb. wad an insult to arts. for ur info he's famous for his crazy nothings in campus. someone who nuts and yet no contributions. *roll eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114578445734675435?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114578445734675435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114578445734675435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114578445734675435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114578445734675435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-got-so-much-so-do.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114573389232112530</id><published>2006-04-23T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T03:38:58.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's saturdaee! went out walk walk wibb mie cow. went bacc wisma. aib had a new haircut. so cutee. ((: went over to paragon to visit lyd. so long din see her. she's pretty okae over dere. flower went on mC din get to see her AGAIN. godd. den met up wibb sw in town den went off to national stadium to catch the syf together.&lt;BR&gt;deyi band came in &lt;strong&gt;GOLD&lt;/strong&gt; wibb &lt;strong&gt;honour&lt;/strong&gt;! deyi rawks. &lt;3 all da best for july furstt. ((:&lt;&lt;P&gt;&gt;went for prata session wibb sw, ed, cow at bugis; arab st. it's super nicee i'm telling youu. i super like da pratas. hoho. however i must sae.. the cups are not kinda clean. i saw stuffs in it.. which i dunno how to describe.. like layers of oil or tissues-like substances on mie ices? okae it definitely is gross but i dunno why i just told myself to ignore it. perhaps i'm too lost to tell da rest. walk crapping wibb sw all da wae. he's like so farnie. so long since i last saw him. ((: it's real nice to kinda catch up wibb him todae especially when he's the one who asked me out for a drink when he finally get a chance to book out. haa. he's super farnie and nicee. ((:&lt;P&gt;went to meet kee after dat cuz sw gonna go meet up wib his friends for pubbing [ cuz he went to a pub ]. dropped by topshop, talked to lm. she's joininn da panda association like us. lols. she's having thick eyebags like US! hoho. sleep more. went over to suntec to see &lt;strong&gt;SUNTEC&lt;/strong&gt;. was trying means and ways to ask laoDa out. he's still sick. thirdd dae. godd. poor him. laoDa duno da wae to suntec, so we tot of goinn sembawang den asked him to come out. apparently in the end.. it's dat tigress who refuse to let him out. kelvin came down and gave me a shock. SUNTEC went MOS wib nic [laoDa's elder bro], nics gf, nic's fwen and eric [laoDa's younger bro]. it was a planned yet no notice to us. thank godd kelvin was dere. he went to haf a drink wib us. his treat. ((: crapped wibb him till around 1.30am and we took a cabb hm. dead beat.&lt;P&gt;mie hp batt went flat. duhhs. rodney was still feeling bored den. blame mie fone rodd. it went flat, not dat i wanna leave you rot to death. haas. dat guy is super farnie, i love talking to him. freaking lamer too.&lt;P&gt;i love to talk to so many people these days. it's so fun. it's so fun to hang out wibb mie darlinggs on saturday, it's so fun and we got lortsa catching up to do for dat week. can't wait for every saturday to comee. ((: i love everyonee. &lt;3 sw takkaire of ur legg ya. hope you wun limp animore the next tym i see euu. ((:&lt;BR&gt;last but not least.. i'm missin mie prince so muchh. i really miss him alort. if only you are here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114573389232112530?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114573389232112530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114573389232112530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114573389232112530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114573389232112530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-saturdaee-went-out-walk-walk-wibb.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114560748110799032</id><published>2006-04-21T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T16:18:01.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mie fourth dae of school. it's still boring and boring. mie appeal din got approved. it's sucks. truly. i dunno wad to do now. sighs.&lt;P&gt;maths class the whole dae. learning a-maths stuffs. quite blur at times but generally it's okae. i prefer maths lecture compared to tutorial classes. i LOVE big groups. i dunno. i just like it.&lt;P&gt;he went bacc to ipoh and i was not told by anyone. i'm damn depressed. i only got to know when i saw him online in msn and ONLY when i talked to him and he told me he's bacc in m'sia. =( i'm super duper sad because i thought i could at least see him again todae before he go bacc and now.. sighs. come bacc lars.. =(&lt;P&gt;he asked me why? when i kip pestering him to come bacc. he followed up saying :"you miss me ar?" i din ans dat qn and i kinda scolded him for goinn bacc m'sia w/o notice and he haben go out wib me. he tot i wun miss him. god. i miss him like hell. sighs. i'm like saying alot just to make him change his mind and asking him bacc here. not much of an answer was given. :((&lt;P&gt;i suppose mie fone bill for this month will bombardd. hah. die. =/&lt;P&gt;i really hope he will come bacc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114560748110799032?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114560748110799032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114560748110799032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114560748110799032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114560748110799032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/mie-fourth-dae-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114528210127891831</id><published>2006-04-17T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:55:01.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attended mie furst day's modules. it's boring. plus i must sae i really dunno wad the lecturers are teaching or in another words are they really teaching? daniel [drawing lecturer], a part-time lecturer, currently a designer himself. he came into the class, flip through his notes and said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really dunno how and wat to teach. usually i tok to designers but now i haf no idea how to explain all these to u people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i really dunno what he's tryinn to do. the way he teach is like telling you how to form sentences but he forgot to tell you to add in the full stop to end the sentence. fail.&lt;P&gt;shawn [design history lecturer], also a part-time, designer himself. he go through powerpoint slides, crap lame stuffs, blubber non stop but what exactly got into our head? nothing. we were having this mini con after class. nobody remb wad he taught. we all find it boring and lame. fail.&lt;P&gt;boey [graphic lecturer], part-time. the wae he tok really amuses you. sounds like car braking. he din really teach much cuz he kip[ drawing and drawing instead of telling us how to do it. or at least the technique. we drew like shyt. fail.&lt;P&gt;i really dunno what i'm doing now and wad i'm gonna do in future. stucked wib design? cracking mie brain everydae? or like wad raffy said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday we gonna squeeze our creativity juice dry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. is dat really wad i wan? people's just being too ambitious of dreaming to be a designer. it's a tough route ahead however, everything haf it's difficulty. however, i really wonder if i can really stablize in this course. i'm afraid of wasting mie tym dere and end up gettin no diploma at all. it's hard they all admit. designers got no job and end up working part time at polys.&lt;P&gt;i'm lost and haf no idea which route to choose. once i made up mie mind it gonna be finalized and even if i regret i can do anything.. should i or should i not get out of this course?..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114528210127891831?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114528210127891831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114528210127891831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114528210127891831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114528210127891831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/attended-mie-furst-days-modules.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114519503983308465</id><published>2006-04-16T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T21:43:59.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got mie stationaries in the rain. how cool. got mie stationaries and all but i din get a pencil case. how nice. no books for lectures either. ((: i had mie dinner and almond dessert! yummy! ((: got mie snacks for tmr, POCKY!!:D got mie water bottle. i'm all ready for &lt;strong&gt;WAR&lt;/strong&gt; tmr!! umm.. lessons i mean. i don't even think i can sleep &lt;strong&gt;EARLY&lt;/strong&gt; today dat's the prob. avg time i sleep these days was four am in the morning. *grins*&lt;P&gt;kee went to her dreamland this afternoon because the weather is so nice to take a nap. she haben got up till den. i din noe polar bears hibernate during rainy seasons too. woW!&lt;P&gt;i'll be going for prata session tmr nite after mie class. i noe it sounded ridiculous cuz i gonna spend like 13 hrs in school and i'm &lt;strong&gt;STILL&lt;/strong&gt; going out after dat. but you noe, humans all nid to eat. ((: i've asked mie prince, laoda and yummy bear along. yummy bear will confirm wibb me again tmr. i miss mie prince. hope they will turn up tmr. ):&lt;P&gt;ah bu msg me just now wishing me luck for furst day of school tmr. so sweet.. i've been like telling people i gonna start school tmr and their expression was like "hUh!?!?! so fast......................." heys peeps, it's &lt;strong&gt;TRUE&lt;/strong&gt; i'm gonna start school tmr and it's &lt;strong&gt;TRUE&lt;/strong&gt; i gonna &lt;strong&gt;miss you guys&lt;/strong&gt; and those days ya. hearts you all owaes. ((:&lt;P&gt;i really really find that time flies rapidly during those "no school days" or perhaps it's wad people say &lt;em&gt;huan le de shi guang zhong shi guo de bi jiao kuai&lt;/em&gt; meaning happie moments passes easily. does that means i'm happie during these almost six months? yupps yupps. i'm a &lt;strong&gt;happie&lt;/strong&gt; girl! i wonder how many times will i ever get to see em in a week. i really really miss em alot. i miss mie prince too. [ are you dying of boredom today? ]&lt;P&gt;i'm looking forward for mie prata session tmr. ((: hope heaven's on mie sidee. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114519503983308465?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114519503983308465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114519503983308465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114519503983308465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114519503983308465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/got-mie-stationaries-in-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114510278240685038</id><published>2006-04-15T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T20:06:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; a happie girl. )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114510278240685038?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114510278240685038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114510278240685038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114510278240685038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114510278240685038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-not-happie-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114509582889044195</id><published>2006-04-15T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T18:10:29.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't believe i'm staying at home tmr spending mie &lt;strong&gt;'last day'&lt;/strong&gt; of freedom. kee refuse to go out. wadeva. she's so &lt;strong&gt;'cutee'&lt;/strong&gt;. i asked her for prata todae she saes monday. she says her lesson starts from &lt;strong&gt;8am to 5pm&lt;/strong&gt;. wahhhh~ &lt;strong&gt;9hrs&lt;/strong&gt;. wahhhhh xiong~ i'm having class from &lt;strong&gt;9am to 9.50PM&lt;/strong&gt;. ((: &lt;strong&gt;12hrs 50mins&lt;/strong&gt;. wahhhhhh~ make me a prata bed if you really wanna haf prata on monday. =/ forget it. she's princess. if i goes against her wishes you might see mie head hanging at the front of the market gate or maybe she might force me to eat a million pratas at one go. hehes. [ your highness~]&lt;P&gt;alright i'm getting super bored. how bored just look at mie entries. it's utterly lame to the core. i'm turning sourish. tmr i might smell like a decomposed fish. monday i shall go and stinks all mie lecturers and make em cancel the lessons so dat i can leave early. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114509582889044195?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114509582889044195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114509582889044195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114509582889044195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114509582889044195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/cant-believe-im-staying-at-home-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114504282483429208</id><published>2006-04-15T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T03:36:06.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as time slowly pass, i just feel more rejections of going back school. how long haf i not use a pen and write? not using liquid for corrections? not wear school uniform? not following school rules? not sit down and attend class? not using mie brain to tink? not scratching mie head during thinking? not cried because i'm too stress over work? not falling asleep in class? not looking at the screen copying notes..? almost 6 months. i really wonder if i can settle down dere.&lt;P&gt;i recalled of the past. the days i used to look forward to poly lifestyle back in secondary days, the times when i've to wear mie blue uniform to school. i yearn for a schooling life NOT having to wear uniform. hence, mie aim was never to JCs. now, i'm into poly. or rather starting mie poly life. i'm starting to regret. i totally detest studying. people might say i HAVE to and i've got NO choice. shut up and stop telling me this alright. it's irritating. how much i hate school is written all over mie face. i show no interest at all. what is studying all about to some people? chasing after a piece of [useless] paper? it no longer guarantee you a job in society now for your info. you can haf tonnes of certs and diploma, go ahead and be ur phD doesn't mean you will GET a job.&lt;P&gt;for people who haf no idea who is junyang here's his pic. [you're a total failure cuz you dunno him]&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5653/2040/320/jy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;junyang gave up his cert to step into the music industry. people say he's dumb. think about it this way. singing IS his dream. if he wans to go towards his dream. so wad if he gets the cert? [for you your info, he's doing very well in the entertainment circles and will be releasing his own singles someday this month.] you dun nid anything to step into the music industry. all you nid is the talent and voice. does dat make any sense to antiqueS out dere? i really can't help but roll eyes at people who kips asking me to study like it's so easy. it's NOT. alright, to me dem. i dun haf very good brains. i can study but you wun see the results. mie form teacher once asked mie mum this:"why i owaes see her study so hard and puttin in so much effort yet her grades are not so good?" mie mum pondered for a moment and she laughed claiming she haf no idea. i'm not trying to find excuses for myself but the facts were oreadi shown. the BEST position i've ever achieved in class was only 15 and mind you i'm at the last express class. sighs*&lt;P&gt;can't govt just set up some MORE useful courses and just emphasize on one specific thing? stuffs like hairstyling courses for people like jerry who only haf skills on cutting other's hair. cooking courses for steven who loves to eat. art craft courses for people who loves cutting and pasting. dance courses for people with strong passion for dance. music courses for people who fantastic music talent and passion. drawing courses for people like boon. singing courses for people like kee. cosplay courses for people like ah ma. poetry class for people like mich.&lt;BR&gt;i tink if it's really this case DEN singapore will start nurturing young talents &lt;strong&gt;RATHER&lt;/strong&gt; den letting em studie things which they might &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; be able to apply after getting their diploma. having straight As does &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; mean &lt;strong&gt;NURTURING&lt;/strong&gt; young talents. it's &lt;strong&gt;WASTING&lt;/strong&gt; youth. i owaes thought an ambition is one's dream and passion. however how many can really succeed in fulfiling their own dreams and go with their passion?&lt;P&gt;if someday the government grants me a wish about studies i would definitely wish for &lt;strong&gt;NEW&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;FRESH&lt;/strong&gt; courses with &lt;strong&gt;unlimited&lt;/strong&gt; seats for people who wanna go with their dreams. limited seats just meant putting a &lt;strong&gt;barrier&lt;/strong&gt; and not let you pass. it's a restriction! a sign saying &lt;strong&gt;NO!&lt;/strong&gt; to your dreams. it breaks bridges in life and dim one's light. i hate it i truly hate it. &lt;strong&gt;WHY&lt;/strong&gt; must dere be &lt;strong&gt;restrictions&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;OUR&lt;/strong&gt; own &lt;strong&gt;DREAMS&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;PASSIONS&lt;/strong&gt;? do we really find and see the light dat leads to our future? i don't. it's &lt;strong&gt;DARK&lt;/strong&gt; ahead.&lt;P&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i go on saying those antiques out dere will haf lorts to argue. they just don't understand. they will haf lots of excuses to fight back mie words. wadeva ya. i've never agree to singapore's education system.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114504282483429208?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114504282483429208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114504282483429208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114504282483429208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114504282483429208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/as-time-slowly-pass-i-just-feel-more.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114502062614084046</id><published>2006-04-14T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T21:22:08.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;yesterdae&lt;/u&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;bumped into mie prince. godd he's cutee. look at his hair and smile. *grins&lt;BR&gt;was at bugis when kee called me and told me he's in town alone. i shook the whole v8 cafe upside down. got mie skirt and shorts from ts. went down town. yes, carrying some hopes to bump into him dere. true enuff i bumped into him bac at tm. ((: however, i din managed to talk to him. he's busy on da fone. ): alright, i'm tempted to follow him after he said buhbye to me. it's evil and bad so i din. went over lucky for pool. yes i won everyone except dat lion. plus i hit a &lt;strong&gt;hole&lt;/strong&gt; on mie finger. the pool table '&lt;strong&gt;rawks&lt;/strong&gt;'. later at night, watched &lt;em&gt;black night&lt;/em&gt; at cathay cine. wanna ask him along but he din reply. the movie's freakinn. it's real nice and also real scary because even i got freaked out. kee was covering her eyes most of the tym so i wonder, what haf she seen. mie cow's off to penang. sayonara. ((:&lt;P&gt;&lt;u&gt;todae&lt;/u&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;rainy day.&lt;BR&gt;sleeping till almost 4pm. i'm dead beat. finish reading &lt;em&gt;'the five people you meet in heaven&lt;/em&gt;' i've gonna sae, it's truly and absolutely a superb book. it's touching, inspiring, etc. if you really have a wonder why life is lidat or like this you gonna read dis book. it enlightens one's mind especially teens.&lt;BR&gt;after reading dat book i start to see the link and picture in &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; life which is similarly reflected in the story.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;em&gt;love never ends, even if one dies. the love will just become memories and the love will be different. the one whom you love will feel your strong love and misses for em at the other side of the world. they know you love em.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;school's starting. i'm starting to feel dreadful about schooling life. books, exams, projects and maths. dat's not wad i wan in life. i start to wonder.. will i lose mie freedom den? will i get buried by books and lecture notes? will i den, still remember those i miss during these days..? &lt;P&gt;&lt;u&gt;growing up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;it seemed to be a complicating issue to me. i wanna hold on to the past but yet time forces me to move on.. cherishing today but tomorrow washes it away. does it makes a point..? the routes open up to me. i can't make up mie mind. can't bear to move a step. wad if.. this specific step i took i might regret? i recall of da days, i wished i lost mie memories. dat time, i just haf so much i don't wan to kip in mie memory. i was praying so hard to get knock down and wake up not remembering a thing. hoping to start life all over again.&lt;P&gt;now, i'm pretty contented with mie life. those people, their words, the memories. sometimes i really love having short term memories. you can ask me stuffs about mie sec sch life. it might take sometime for me to answer you but to be honest mie four years memories got mixed up and it shortens up to like a month. you can't expect much from mie pri sch days. even movies i get mixed up. you might ask me about ju-on and i might tell you the tale of two sisters. well, ghost stories is all about da same. boo and SCREAM/LAUGH. aint it?&lt;P&gt;the only thing i remembered from a lil girl till now, was how mie love ones passed away, how mie dad used to beat me up &amp; how i turn so rebellious. up to mie teens days, how he broke mie heart and made me never dare to step into another one and da days bacc in topshop. though i kip screaming about mie prince and it just seemed dat i got so into him, you guys think i haf the guts anyway? yearning and daring to do something is different. that's why i always sae it's good to dream. it's okae if you don't get it. yes, you do brood over it for some time but after dat it's a brand new day tmr. ((: i'll never again blindly love someone whom i'm not sure if he will love me as much. it hurts, and it purely hurts. i'm glad i'm still alive and i'm glad i noe these people [tonnes of em from ts and tm]. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114502062614084046?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114502062614084046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114502062614084046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114502062614084046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114502062614084046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterdaebumped-into-mie-prince.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114483985508617547</id><published>2006-04-12T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T19:04:15.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got nothing better to do for todae so i just tot blogging would make mie dae a better one. i cannot stand staying at home. i've got nothing to do other den kip munching on snacks. now i noe why alex and marcus got more fats accumulated on em everytime i see em. i hate boredom. i'll rather you kill me.&lt;P&gt;he came online TWICE for less den 5 mins each time. din even haf a chance to tok to him. god. it's NOT fair. [ yes it's true kee ] sighs. yes he's is mie so-called "crush" fang qi le. he's da wanted one by tonnes of gals out dere. and i'm holding on to queue no..? i've no idea. sighs*&lt;P&gt;i'm munching on choco to make mieself happier. just a lil happier and i'll be the world happiest gal. it's better to be contented in life, i've got mie kee, cow, ah bU, laOda and lion. it's a perfect gift den.&lt;P&gt;but wad happens if i see him might be another case. hoho. make mi happier* (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114483985508617547?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114483985508617547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114483985508617547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114483985508617547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114483985508617547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-got-nothing-better-to-do-for-todae.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114482798071388004</id><published>2006-04-12T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T15:51:52.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reply to kee's entry.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;yes yes. life's full of contradictions and tonnes of it. however, some decisions are truly made and never meant to contradict one's life. for example; someone who hurt you over and over again. you said you'll never go back to him after the break up. for me i really won't because it's dumb. some people might say in a relationship someone is bound to get hurt. den excuse me, you hurt of a peaceful breakup? it's either both are happie or both are sad about the decision made.  wadeva. reality is cruel. [ just like how happie i am to see him online but he offlin w/o replying. duhhs; ]&lt;P&gt;example no.2 ;saying you don't wanna get attached after one failure relationship. alright yes it's a lie. who don't wan another person to love and care for you rite. it IS a contradiction but in dat specific contradicition it hides some kind of fear. who noes the relationship might be da same, a heartbreaking one.&lt;P&gt;she labelled mie prince as dangerous guy. alright. dots. he's real nice i'm telling you. he's on mie list. he definitely is. again, the question now is. am i on HIS list?&lt;P&gt;she missed out dangerous guy no. 3&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/dansidee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;this guy who claims he looks like jay chou, is mie son. he's nobody's crush but kee find him attractive at furst sight. [which i dont] he in mie world, shall be labelled the MOST dangerous guy. he's attached. yet he's still doing things you just feel like nailing him to the ground, tie up him at a tree and bash him up. alright at least dat's wad i feel like doing.&lt;BR&gt;he's da kind of guy whereby you see him holding his gf's hand but he will turn around and tell you he will be holding "whoever's" hand next tym. he reminds me of nothing but purely a jerk. however i can't bring my heart to label him dat because he's mie son.&lt;P&gt;i've got a question to ask. is he a dangerous guy, kee?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/marcomii.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;to me he's nothing more den a father. he look like dat kind of old man whereby you go up and sae:"daddy can i buy this pleaseeeeeeeeee!! *shows sad facee" he will definitely sae yes! sad case. he aint attached YET. however he will be labelled DANGEROUS too. he got a very similar personality wib most guys. carry a bucket or a box of tissue when you go out wib him or get flooded.&lt;P&gt;after all this, i start to miss mie old big family back at wisma all over again. i wonder... how's each and everyone doing now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114482798071388004?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114482798071388004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114482798071388004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114482798071388004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114482798071388004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/reply-to-kees-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114477352775689280</id><published>2006-04-12T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T00:38:47.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched ice age two AGAIN. dots. no movie to watch. time slots too latee. sianns. kee got her wish. duhs. they insists on droppinn by topshop suntec. apparently to sae hi to suntec. sweats* they are craziee. duhhs.&lt;P&gt;went MS to play pool. people kindly DONT ask me to play unless i am high or else it will be super boring. *roll eyes* went to find ahBU [ cass ] for lunch todaee BECAUSE!! laoDA can't come out, his gf is SICK. des only saw mie msg like this late afternoon [ when i was shoppinn at kinokuniya ] his leg muscles hurt. DUHHS; kill me people just kill me. i'm STARTING school soon and god is doinn this to mee!! god. haix. lunch wibb ahbU was farniee. i'm NOT gonna reveal wad we talked about. it's sensitive; it just IS alright. *roll eyes*&lt;P&gt;sista lion snatched mie popcorns just because i told him i haf da habit of throwinn popcorns at ppl during movies. ass. i'll throw nachos next tym. boos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114477352775689280?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114477352775689280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114477352775689280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114477352775689280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114477352775689280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/watched-ice-age-two-again.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114461134099574134</id><published>2006-04-10T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T03:35:41.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kee told me she saw des at bugis. freak. i regretted cancelling mie date wibb her. argh. i could haf see him. godd or at least deliberately go up and say hi. godd. i regret i regret. arghh. went to town AGAIN. yes it seemed like i've been to town like everyday. *roll eyes*&lt;P&gt;went to topshop. lyd's quitting. sun gonna be her last dae. sighs. flower gonna get transferred to paragon. yani left today. i din managed to see her. wad's goinn on bacc dere? i just nid someone to answer me. wad is GOIN on? why is flower transferring? why is yani told to leave?&lt;P&gt;people don't try to irritate me these days or rather i get irritated easily these days. if you got nothing better to do DON't try to make me entertain you. i'm NOT an entertainer neither am i a CLOWN. i got super bad memory [i don't remb MINOR stuffs as it's not impt] so don't assume i remb anything. STOP calling me and STOP asking me stuffs. i had enuff. it would really be SUPER nicee if one dae nobody's gonna call and ask me what time i gonna be home and tell me lame craps which apparently i'm NOT interested. worse still, DONT try calling me and sigh throughout the whole fone call OR kip quiet and non of us is tokinn. it's finee wibb me. i've free in-coming calls. DON't bother to waste ur fone bills alright? i'm NOT free to entertain you guys. i've got better things to do before mie school starts or at least dreaminn of mie prince. DONT push ur luck and try sms-es. i'll skin you alive. unless you're MY someone SPECIAL den i wun mind entertaininn you 24hours a day, 7days a week, 365days a year. if you're NOT.. den i'm so sorrie. take it dat i'm just keen on looking for mie lifetime prince ya? [ the truth is i'm BUSY having mie HOLIDAY! gimme a BREAK will ya? ]&lt;P&gt;rahhs;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114461134099574134?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114461134099574134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114461134099574134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114461134099574134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114461134099574134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/kee-told-me-she-saw-des-at-bugis.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114457630136433244</id><published>2006-04-09T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T17:51:41.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exciting dae yesterdae. mie cow lost her fone. caught dat woman who did dat. the whole story is too long. perhaps read mie cow's blog. i supposed she will blogg though i haf visit her blogsite. i supposed she will cuz it's infuriating. both the police and the culprit.&lt;P&gt;i used to tink singapore haf sufficient policeman but yesterday i realise i was wrong. 30mins passed and the police hasn't arrive. i was so SHOCKED man. totally i'm telling you.&lt;P&gt;journey to tanglin HQ was a totally wave. eric's drivinn speed totally freaks me out and i just cannot take it sitting in his car. i almost pukee and FLEW. god. but it's ok i'm still here typing and shaking mie trotters.&lt;P&gt;i woke up only at 4.30. wee* it's cool it's cool. damn shiok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114457630136433244?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114457630136433244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114457630136433244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114457630136433244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114457630136433244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/exciting-dae-yesterdae.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114441735132942307</id><published>2006-04-07T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T21:46:21.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've shopped da whole daee todae. i've dropped. alright wadeva. people have been bombarding me wib qn since 6.47am this morninn. questions like :"wad tym we gonna meet tmr? and where?" this qn repeated for a few people. alright yes. i did ask you guys out.. but can't you guys like decide among urself or at least ask one another furst? rather den TONNES of u bombardinn me? don't it just sounded ridiculous? even wad movies to watch I HAF to tink abt it. so does dat mean wadeva i sae you guys will go ahead wibb da idea? i dun tink so dere will be people who will bound to be like.. ahhh i dun wan leh. SO! discuss furst CAN? you guys wanna see how many FREAKING msges i haf sent out and to how many of you out dere? STOP askinn me who's goinn alright? it REALLY irritates me. imagine dere's like 100 of people does dat mean i hafta tell u da hundered names? and if everyone were to ask me at diff times. so does dat mean i hafta type hundered times and hundered names at a time? listen up alright.. it's purely RIDICULOUS. finee wadevaa. if you think i asked you guys out and i should plan everythinn den be it. i said so movies. wad movie i can't decide alright. i oreadi said where and wad time to meet. da rest discuss among urself. not happie wibb me. inform me dat u r not goinn anymore and just dun appear tmr. kindly just STOP provokinn me will ya? DONT assume just because i asked you out and it's seemed as if i owe you alright mr edward? thanks and i don't nid comments for this entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114441735132942307?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114441735132942307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114441735132942307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114441735132942307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114441735132942307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-shopped-da-whole-daee-todae.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114424456716679418</id><published>2006-04-05T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:17:39.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>donee wibb mie blog skinn. i feel so GRAY. duhhs.&lt;P&gt;i miss mie colleagues. )):&lt;BR&gt;i miss disturbinn dila &amp; flower.&lt;BR&gt;i miss goinn down topman to disturb em&lt;BR&gt;i miss mie lil one&lt;BR&gt;i miss mummy saying :"flower! so clever"&lt;BR&gt;i miss anna suddenly calling mie name from behind.&lt;BR&gt;i miss licco's lame jokes.&lt;BR&gt;i miss sitong's sarcasm&lt;BR&gt;i miss rongna's arrogant look.&lt;BR&gt;i miss calling nazri old man which made him fume&lt;BR&gt;i miss calling ryan FATS &amp; king KONG.&lt;BR&gt;i miss aiB irritating me&lt;BR&gt;i miss mie BIG ONE [salihin] chatting wibb me and his smile.&lt;BR&gt;i miss farlin's leg&lt;BR&gt;i miss lydia's laughter&lt;BR&gt;i miss mus saying :"ehh ini chanteh!!"&lt;BR&gt;i miss disturbinn mia&lt;BR&gt;i miss chatting wibb auntie margaret in store.&lt;BR&gt;i miss jieli's craps&lt;BR&gt;i miss rizuan calling mie name for fun&lt;BR&gt;i miss rima's staree&lt;BR&gt;i miss kak siti's facial expession when everyone stares at her cleavage and she was wonderinn wad is goinn on. =X&lt;BR&gt;i miss mie samurai [zuli] calling me piglet&lt;BR&gt;i miss sazzie's cuteness&lt;BR&gt;i miss raymond ehh-ing at me whenever he sees mee.&lt;BR&gt;i miss shahrul saying :"eat! eat alone NEVER share! good!"&lt;BR&gt;i miss mud mud utterinn vulgarities.&lt;BR&gt;i miss touching papa moon's shiny head&lt;BR&gt;i miss calling marco's name!&lt;BR&gt;i miss disturbing laoDA and hearinn his hilarious laughter!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i miss i miss all of em. i miss em so badly.. if only 31st march last forever.. i'll get to see em forever. no sch forever...&lt;P&gt;-be touched by mie entry not mie background song. i din kiss em goodbye so.. ya. here's mie kisses for everyone bacc dere! muaCks!! miss you guys lorts*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114424456716679418?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114424456716679418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114424456716679418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114424456716679418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114424456716679418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/donee-wibb-mie-blog-skinn.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114423281198646859</id><published>2006-04-05T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:50:10.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i took neo prints wibb him ytd!! skreams* ((: it's so unexpectable. oh mie godd. he's CUTE! i finally waved to him! he's cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! oh mie godd. &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114423281198646859?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114423281198646859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114423281198646859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114423281198646859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114423281198646859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-took-neo-prints-wibb-him-ytd-skreams.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114408353019112551</id><published>2006-04-04T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:58:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>an entry to link up wibb ah kee's april furst entry.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;yupps too attached to dat place. FAR too attached. four months dere. drag and drag of when to leave dat "hell" [i used to hate dat place] and on and off i dragged for four full months. i din expect to be staying dere for so long. gimme a chance now, i would haf stayed longer. perhaps until the day laoDA and da rest will be leaving. i really really miss em alot. secretly goinn down to disturb em... those days.. were really heart-warming.&lt;P&gt;i cried on dat dae after st said dat she gonna miss me, mie voice, mie lame craps and all.. none of em dare to actually sae they gonna miss us face to face other den her. it's really touching and nicee to hear dat from her. the rest sent sms-es which did touched mie heart. one who sat sliently infront of us forcing food down his throat but deep inside he wanna express how he feel and he too wanna teared. i noticed his expression-less face before i leave. dat hug he gave us was as if he knew the days will never be the same anymore. we all miss him deep in our heart too it was not shown on our faces. it was the "smiles" dat eventually covered up our misses.&lt;P&gt;being once in dat big family and just over-nite we were casted to be a non-member of dat family. i felt somehow lost and empty. i've lost a sense of belonging overnite. i haf no idea wad i gonna do for the dae, for the rest of the week. i really haf no idea. from a hectic life i start to slow down mie footsteps in life and do the things i longed to. however, the things i longed to do was not as important as givinn me a chance to see em again.&lt;P&gt;i've never missed people so much dat i got so enthu upon seeing em. why do i haf to go bacc to school and leave dat big family... i miss em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114408353019112551?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114408353019112551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114408353019112551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114408353019112551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114408353019112551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/entry-to-link-up-wibb-ah-kees-april.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114408136554243708</id><published>2006-04-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:22:45.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he cRied. omg! lols. so farniiee his look. haas. miss em so muchh. dat irritating zhiyuan is not around todae. sheesh* marco dat lao ren jia so stress todaee. poor him. summore we go "disturb" his staff. awww. sowwi&lt;P&gt;lao da's so nicee and high todaee. he treat us lunch and kip making farniee facees. haas. he stoned when he saw me. HAHAs. he look so farniee.&lt;P&gt;bumb into uncle dayson outside. kaoz! he says he's gonna be mie future client. *shakes head vigorously* he's freakinn. hoho.&lt;P&gt;alright! i'm so boredd. so sian about enterinn sch life again. sighs*&lt;BR&gt;i dun wanna forget em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114408136554243708?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114408136554243708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114408136554243708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114408136554243708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114408136554243708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/he-cried.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114397696551686462</id><published>2006-04-02T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T19:22:45.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss em ALORT!!! &lt;3 sobbs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114397696551686462?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114397696551686462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114397696551686462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114397696551686462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114397696551686462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-miss-em-alort-3-sobbs.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114389011643118112</id><published>2006-04-01T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:30:15.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright yesterday was mie last day of work at wisma. was busy taking pictures and snapping pictures after closing. drinking long island at topman. lao DA's one is nicer. i dunno wad flavour but it's SO MUCH nicer. ((: went makan after work wibb laoDA, his younger brudder, SUNTEC, cass aka AH bu, sitong, shahrul, mie cOW, kyle and AH kee! ((: so crappy and so funniee. sitong gave me a gift! thankew so much! =D muaCks. ah bU transferred to bugis seiyu as of todae. gonna miss all of em [ topshop and topman wisma staff ] so so so so so muchh. ((:&lt;BR&gt;LAO da! i never bully youu arrs. i'm disturbinn you only. =P alright you dun haf a big head but you got alot of hair ya. ((:&lt;BR&gt;marco din fail to scold me siao gao [ mad dog ] on mie last dae through SMS. i had mie last marco marco marco calling last nite. haas.&lt;BR&gt;mudmud sent me off wib his fav pharase; KnNbcB. cB. diu lei. diuuuuuuuuuuu. alright.. thanks ar.&lt;BR&gt;i haf chicken lil's naked photo! lao da was luffinn like mad because i said chicken lil. he really LAUGHED. hohoh.&lt;BR&gt;miss YOU guys! soBbx muaCks..&lt;P&gt;i'm gonna play all i can before i start school so wo jia de NIU zu yi loh!! 14 days non stop outing.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3.o4 - go suntec city.&lt;BR&gt;4.o4 - go marina sq.&lt;BR&gt;5.o5 - go bugis see ah BU.&lt;BR&gt;6.o4-watch moviee!!&lt;BR&gt;7.o4 - wisma!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still got date not confirm&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;-go makan wib lao DA.&lt;BR&gt;-makan wibb marcO.&lt;BR&gt;-plae badminton wib lao DA.&lt;BR&gt;-go out wibb sitong.&lt;BR&gt;-ask johnnie and jeff out!&lt;BR&gt;-go swimming.&lt;BR&gt;-go sentosa.&lt;BR&gt;14.o4- go kBox aGain! &amp; your pOol. MUST CALL ah kee!&lt;BR&gt;15.o4- one LAST outing wibb our cliques and sum classmates [ bb mich ahma calaine eleen lm etc etc etc] before sch starts&lt;BR&gt;alright full fourteen days of activities! eleen, calaine, mich, ah ma, bb and other 4o6 ppl.. i book ur 15 of april furst if you all are interested ar! we shall go out and plae. ((:&lt;BR&gt;mie cow, me and ah kee gonna rawk the world upside down in this fourteen days! =D wee*&lt;P&gt;pictuRes!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/SUNTECmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;this is suntec and mee. he likes to fight wib mee.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/cassmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ah BU! hees.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/4.jpg"&gt; =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114389011643118112?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114389011643118112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114389011643118112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114389011643118112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114389011643118112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/04/alright-yesterday-was-mie-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114356354400497326</id><published>2006-03-29T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T00:32:29.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling damn FREAKING shyt abt the orientation tmr. i can't imagine about the lame stuffs those 'POLY' ppl gonna cum up with. [ though they are the so-called adults. wadeva alright. ] i bet if it's LAME [ or so-called childish ] i will leave on the spot. i dun give a freakinn damn alright. play lame games like sec sch students. sorrie you will not be entertained by me. i'm being honest to MYSELF and this society. i'm seventeen. big enuff to think. wan me to do kids stuffs. kill me alright. just kill me. wadeva. *roll eyes*&lt;P&gt;alright sumONE is here to tell me this.&lt;BR&gt;rainie says: ur course gimme e impression most of dem r gonna b guys&lt;BR&gt;i'm gonna kill myself and kindly do me a favour kill me if i only get guys in my class. cute will be ok but you noe. not sum other. ahems. wadeva.&lt;P&gt;i went over for the chalet after work today. how cool was it ehhs? hmm... the place is full of nothing but irritating and disgusting liZARDS! the food is nicee.. nth much to do.. watch DA CHANG JIN and XIN SHAN SHAN. ya i noe it's lame but it's quite fun when we are crappinn. &lt;strong&gt;LAO DA FANG WO FEI JI.&lt;/strong&gt; humpf.&lt;P&gt;it's only 3 more days to mie last dae to SFF. i'm feeling tired as days past. shooling and work.. no idea which i would sae it's better. being rich and not having to do.. unlimited flow of cash IS the best thing. i shall start dreaminn den.. till den tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114356354400497326?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114356354400497326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114356354400497326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114356354400497326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114356354400497326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-feeling-damn-freaking-shyt-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114339513088627873</id><published>2006-03-27T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T01:45:30.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>still busy wib work and enrolment.&lt;BR&gt;counting down to mie last day, it's exactly five days includinn today's work. time really flies. it seemed like it's only yesterday since rushdah, marissa and leo left. everything just seemed to be happeninn within a month. the furst day i came, knowing ah kee, su, rongna, sitong, etc etc.. finding jieli and &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;vin such a &lt;strong&gt;basket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mie goinn four month dere seemed so short. happie and unhappie memories. how the shop get flooded during festive season [ x'mas &amp; cny ] and how customers irritate me. it so much so much happenings in dat shop. though i used to grumble about how some people irritates me and how much i detest this place.. i still gonna miss da days me and mie darling colleagues are crapping and enjoying this jobb. also i gonna miss not seeing em as often after i leave.. i gonna miss so much craps and lame stuffs dere. gonna miss mie colleagues.. mie supervisors.. mie locker.. disturbing dila and flower at the fitting room.. punching cards! [ lame. alright. wadeva. ] MOST OF ALL.. i miss mie favourite room! the style advisor room. rahhs;&lt;P&gt;aniwae.. i'm gonna enjoy mie last few days wib em. especially mie super fun colleagues; sitong, rongna, lala, flower, sazzie, nat, aib, salihin, lyd, hana, CASS!!, mie lao da, er ji, papa smurf, marco, salihin [ topman ], kyle, kai and those whom i din name. [too maniee ] i miss sarah and all. wonder how are dey. gonna be busy for the next few days too. love you guys. ((: &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114339513088627873?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114339513088627873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114339513088627873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114339513088627873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114339513088627873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/03/still-busy-wib-work-and-enrolment.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114318066429753161</id><published>2006-03-24T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:11:04.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waitinn for dat idiotic princess wibb a tiara [ ms HUNG SIEW KEE ] she's irritatinn mee. tsk. alright dat medical check up sucks especially dat x-ray and dat doctor!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114318066429753161?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114318066429753161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114318066429753161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114318066429753161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114318066429753161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/03/waitinn-for-dat-idiotic-princess-wibb.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114313926621399174</id><published>2006-03-24T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T03:04:47.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RECENTLY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;alright. i'm bacc to blog after dunno how many weeks and this gonna BE a super duper long entry. yes i'm still working [ for those who tot i've been shakinn mie leg at home. ] yup. till the end of this month. march march march.. end of march yupps. confirm guarantee chop chop chop. dun ask me if i'm free until the 31st. i'm &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; free at all. i'm working everyday [ and i mean everyday ] until the 31st. i'm so god damn busy wib mie enrolment stuffs and work. alright date you guys after da 31st. [ alright ms christine TAN? hoho. ] and i've got orientation on da 29 to da 31st. i'm just gonna die. can you believe it i've not enrolled for mie poly? ya wadeva. sounds kinda crappy. yes i'm owaes OWAES the last one to do mie enrolment stuffs at the very last min.&lt;P&gt;i'm goinn for mie medical check up tmr. yes say finally for those who went for it oreadi. it haf been like ages since i receive dat package and i'm only goinn tmr. yes i'm a pig i'm slow [ because pig got a big NOSE and it weigh a tonn. ] alright if kyle were to be reading things he gonna get someone to tickle him AGAIN. *roll eyes* okae about dat medical checkup. mie bro meeting his friend at 8am. no you din read wrongly.. it is &lt;strong&gt;EIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; am. i'm just wondering can i like sleep till past noon on mie off day and now i noe it's a NO for sure. ((: i'm a &lt;strong&gt;LOSER&lt;/strong&gt; alright? all pigs ARE lidat. look at danny he EATS and EATS so i shall just SLEEP and SLEEP nth wrong rite? (:&lt;P&gt;will be meetinn ah kee after mie check up tmr. yes the princess wib the tiara, princess ah kee. ((: i miss her but she claims she miss dat ball of fur down at rio vista wearing a mask. wadeva. i bet she's gonna complain about her feet hurting tmr. we shall see.&lt;P&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;16.o3.o6&lt;/u&gt; - sleep 0ver at niu's placee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ah kee, lm and mee went over niu's place to sleep over. we din rawk her place upside down. i feel so honoured to be having a chance to see ah kee wib no make-up! ever seen princess wib no make-up? i did! ((: well you will nv haf a chance if you don't stay wibb her. hees.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/sleepoverr.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ah kee wanted to haf a pic of mee in her fone so i use both lm and her fone to take mie own pics. okae if you tink i look ugly in this pic wibb no make up press the X at the corner. (: you might get indigestion. haas.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/niiuUzhuU.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mee and mie cow!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/4four.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/wpzhuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;we took this at topmann.&lt;P&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;17.o3.o6&lt;/u&gt; - hairCUT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;lm went to perm her hair like last week when i asked her along for haircut. so here it is!! ((: pictures pictures pictures!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_154853.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_154925.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;she's shy~&lt;BR&gt;&lt;P&gt;after like 1 dreadful hour.....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_164344.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;finalliee auntiee is removinn the tubiees. (:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_164408.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_164441.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_164448.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;auntie putting the solution.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_164502.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;summore summore...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_164508.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;oh man.. auntie's putting summore.. can't believe it..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;P&gt;after washing her hair for her....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_164834.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;wipe the hair dry~&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_164850.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;almost donee...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0317_164933.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;just a LIL bit more....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/lm.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;TADAH~ it's so fun looking at how auntie make her hair like worms. hees. but im not gonna try cuz i WILL look 35 if i do dat. wadeva.&lt;P&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;strong&gt;same daee - bbQ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mee and baby.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/ahma.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ah ma! it has been ages since i last saw her.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/mich.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;hmmm.. ya da cancerous topic gal.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/calaine.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;calainee! ((:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/meexx.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i CUT mie hair! be convinced alright.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i din put mie pic wibb eleen cuz i [ me me me ] look ugly not her. she's still pretty. ((:&lt;P&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENT photos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/edisOnN.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;edison is flyinn bac todae [ 24/3 ] one more leavinn.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0322_163947.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ever seen an old man biting his own cigrette box because he's too hungry? here cums mie "AH GONG" ((:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/0322_163848.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;presenting you the shock ryan sufiyan [ issit spelt lidat? ah sorrie if i spelt it wrongly.]  ((:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/reflecti0nN.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i'm boredd so here's mie reflection. ((:&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;P&gt;alright issit long enuff? hmm.. last but not least. mie favourite room at ts is being locked up now. i cannot even on and off da tv animore. no more cold drinks no more sofa. no more sight see-ing from the glass panel. from now it's all about storeroom. ts and tm's storeroom. i hate it. i really do. i gonna miss dat small lil room. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114313926621399174?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114313926621399174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114313926621399174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114313926621399174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114313926621399174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/03/recently.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114191337569932155</id><published>2006-03-09T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:13:07.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mr cutie's leavinn tmr. bacc to ipoh. he's not MY mr cutie animore. SAD. hai.. wadeva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114191337569932155?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114191337569932155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114191337569932155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114191337569932155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114191337569932155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/03/mr-cuties-leavinn-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114140070717711624</id><published>2006-03-03T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T23:45:07.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okae. i DETEST the course i'm posted to. WADTHEFUCK. it's totally ridiculous! hospitality 11 pts? wTF. they tink wad meant for JC students? nyp nursinn 21 pts. FREAK. wad exactly are they tryinn to do? RaHHS!!!! i quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114140070717711624?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114140070717711624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114140070717711624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114140070717711624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114140070717711624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/03/okae_03.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114136036428803637</id><published>2006-03-03T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:32:44.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okae. i'm posted to nyp industrial design. what can i say. a nightmare? or perhaps a luck because i'm dealing wib DESIGN again. alright. wth. it's definitely da second last course i would go which next will be nursinn. i'm so not lookinn on da bright side. i wanna go into sum other courses. i dun care or gve a damn animore. i'm just gonna appeal for wad so eva courses i can go in. rahhs; but apparently no nursinn. even if i wan nursinn they will regret havinn me dere too. cuz i BITE when i turn nasty. uh oh. *shakes head*&lt;P&gt;okae so now. what should i put? engineering? i heard dere's alot of maths. oh well. ask da sch. IT courses? can consider. duhhs. sian. boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114136036428803637?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114136036428803637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114136036428803637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114136036428803637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114136036428803637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/03/okae.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114121802253327679</id><published>2006-03-01T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T21:00:22.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;LOST MIE VOICE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so kindly SMS [ only ] me if you nid to find me for i totally got NO VOICE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114121802253327679?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114121802253327679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114121802253327679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114121802253327679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114121802253327679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-lost-mie-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114105826120068742</id><published>2006-02-28T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:37:41.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll be leaving real soon. it's gettinn more and more messy dere. i dunno wad dey wan. she's FAKE. she's a REAL bitch. she better not mess wibb em animore or i kick her ass and punch her face. retribution. ever heard of it? she better be careful. cuz it's horrifying.&lt;P&gt;i'm &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; happie. really &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; happie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114105826120068742?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114105826120068742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114105826120068742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114105826120068742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114105826120068742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/02/ill-be-leaving-real-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114096676453725707</id><published>2006-02-26T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:19:05.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate mie schedule. who is being racist or wad so ever? i damn detest the feeling of being someone invisble and having a different tongues flying all THROUGHOUT mee. it really &lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt; ones feelings. am i truly invisible OR am i so EXTRA to be dere..?&lt;P&gt;i dun really care. i dun like the feeling. if pulling a long face because i feel so out of place = attitudee prob den i haf nothing much to sae for &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; can explain &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt;. if SICs expects us to NOT show attitudes.. and feelinn down MEANS attitudee i can kip smiling and pretend nothing happen.&lt;P&gt;i just don't understand. how would they feel if they are each and every one of em is wibb one bunch of a diff race and they kip speakinn in their own tongue. how EXACTLY will they feel? this phrase "&lt;em&gt;hey DONT racist leh speak english can anot??&lt;/em&gt;" it's commonly used. if this phrase can talk. i really wished i can ask it.. do you [ this phrase ] works?&lt;P&gt;okae. i'm depressed about being treated lidat. who can i blame. nobody. myself alright..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114096676453725707?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114096676453725707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114096676453725707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114096676453725707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114096676453725707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-mie-schedule.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114062309224724402</id><published>2006-02-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:44:52.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just visted lydia's blog. oh man. it's so nicee of her to be mentioninn mie name more den one time. haas. yes someone kindly just msg her. her fone is too quiet for an activee girl like her. go yuP! cum on guys! move ur fingers! =D&lt;P&gt;i've been greeting customers like mad todae. the big BOSS kip smiling at mee when she's NOT smiling to any other staff. oh man. she's in lurbb wibb mee. =X duhs. i miss HANA. din see dat girl for like two days. oh mann. i miss NAT too. it seemed like i din see her for a couple of days too. GIRLS i miss you all. =D&lt;P&gt;dat new guy [ luke ] is damn cute and prettiee. he got such a beautiful pair of eyes. *electrocuted* okae it's purely &lt;em&gt;lame&lt;/em&gt;. wadeva. boos. i'm gonna try dat "&lt;em&gt;do you noe dat the size of ur palm is exactly the same size as ur face&lt;/em&gt;" at him. haas. (l_l)v&lt;P&gt;chris, johnniee &amp; daRIUS leavinn. duhs. it's getting more and more boredd. summore lukiess? oOps. okaees. i'm gonna miss em. rahhs; they are such fantastic lamers. okae apparently i wun miss dat hwa chong so much. umm ya.. i'm definite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114062309224724402?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114062309224724402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114062309224724402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114062309224724402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114062309224724402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-visted-lydias-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-114019337944707948</id><published>2006-02-18T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:22:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mie moodiie dae at work. sum people just made mee wanna scream mie head off at em. it purely sucks. okae i'm sorriiee to hana cuz i refuse to respond to her. i'm tired; irritated; depressed and everything. thankew if you're here to make mie dae. shyt you if you spoilt mie dae. stop skrewinn mii up.&lt;P&gt;&lt;u&gt;something&lt;/u&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i just think i made da wrong move. i said da wrong things. it is supposed to be lidat. i doubt and i wonder. maybe i should let it go on lidat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-114019337944707948?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/114019337944707948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=114019337944707948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114019337944707948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/114019337944707948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/02/mie-moodiie-dae-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113994440700640986</id><published>2006-02-15T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T03:13:27.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okae i see the amount of dusts piling up here. submitted mie application for JAE. it's absolutely nerve reckinn for i din managed to achieve better grades. :( wadeva da case.. i've oreadi submitted and all. it's mie OFF daee tmr. ((: i'm so sick after doing so manii afternoon shifts. it's totally NUTS having to stand at da shoe department almost da whole dae todaee. it's HELL. bet some peeps gonna ask mii why. so here goes.&lt;BR&gt;it's borinn&lt;BR&gt;it's stinkiiee&lt;BR&gt;it's WARM&lt;BR&gt;it's havoc when dere's alot of customers!&lt;BR&gt;how was dat..?&lt;BR&gt;valentine's dae is over. i saw a bouquet of TIGGERS todaee. nothing BUT tiggerss! oh man. it's so cutee and sweet! really envy dat customer. tired. i miss all mie fwens. duhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113994440700640986?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113994440700640986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113994440700640986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113994440700640986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113994440700640986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/02/okae-i-see-amount-of-dusts-piling-up.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113938832286009513</id><published>2006-02-08T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:47:48.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>results out on friday. feb 10. i'm feeling so confused. good luck guys.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i lost mie darlinn orange monie. =( i can't find him aniwhere..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5653/2040/320/ALVIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113938832286009513?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113938832286009513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113938832286009513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113938832286009513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113938832286009513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/02/results-out-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113890051533794070</id><published>2006-02-03T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T01:15:15.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to &lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i just wanna ask. how do you feel when i refuse to throw clothes from YOUR trend. angrie? irritated? feel like whacking me?&lt;BR&gt;how do you feel when i see you all i gave you was NOT a smile but a black face as if you OWE me money?&lt;BR&gt;how exactly do YOU feel when i refuse to talk to you and move away from places you might be at?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;if you feel angrie or wad so ever. i'm trying to tell you.. wadeva you feel is exactly how others feel when YOU did this to em. you often says things when you think it makes sense but you often make the same mistakes. like you told sam straight at her face. "&lt;em&gt;you don't suit spagetti tops you get it?&lt;/em&gt;" den may i kindly and politely ask you... do you think your hair suits you? yes maybe daryl says yes. instead of listeninn to how many YESes you get.. try asking for the number of NOs. maybe you will den know wad exactly is the answer. claiming others are maniquinns.. arent you becuminn the fourth one too? if it aint for us "gossippinn" so loudly would you move? maybe you would. i dunno. but to me.. it dont really make a diff. telling others and not doing it urself.. wad's the point? last time.. quite often you would tell stuffs like.. we haf to bear wib people because this is the REALISTIC society. however.. it seemed dat you are the one who is unable to stand all these way before i do. in this world.. it's all about pragmatism and not just verbal actions. haf all dat talking cass eventually spoke to you works. apparently, i insisted a leopard can never change its spots.. similarly to mie own character. maybe someday you might prove me wrong.. but i strongly believe this day wun come.. for i haf no faith in someone who would even ask me a question like "should i visit mie mum in da hospital? she haf been in dere for two weeks and i've not even visit her a single time." sorrie.. i'm just being straight forward. take it or leave it.&lt;P&gt;bump into leonard at ts. i think he kinda forgot me. =/ i'm da only alive floater. someday i will just sit down and NOT do anything. perhaps chit chat like wad others did. i'm a human i get tired like everyone else i haf mie own human rights.&lt;BR&gt;lyd can't swallow tablets. she drank the whole cup of peach tea for two tablets. duhs. she's fantastic. mie idol. (: results releasinn soon. anxiety and pressure is on da way. skreams* i've been noticing yani for days and i realise.. she got this very &lt;strong&gt;POWERFUL&lt;/strong&gt; thankew. i can hear it from far and it just sounded so diff from other cashiers. bump into cardoza at heeren before work. he had his tattoo. oh mann. cool. i'm starting to get dreadful.. whjy does the situation get worse everyday. bless me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113890051533794070?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113890051533794070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113890051533794070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113890051533794070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113890051533794070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-someonei-just-wanna-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113846919311199187</id><published>2006-01-29T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T01:28:00.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happie chinese new year guys! (: was out makan till late nite wib mie cow, psycho lily and &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;-vin. lily was asking me if the western stall sells pork [ and she meant PORK ] when the menu SHOWS no pork at all. she laughed when i told her.. lily there's NO PORK on the menu! =/ she tried to whack mie 15th piggy baby siew kee gave mee. PSYCHO lily.&lt;BR&gt; &lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/babypiglet.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;me, lily and &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;-vin walked a distance. parted after we're going diff routes. obviously i boarded a cab.&lt;P&gt;i told L-vin the other day he look a lil like sly. but he disagrees! so.. guys! be the judge!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/sly/limeposter.jpg"&gt;   &lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/stupidface.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;[ left ] sly [ right ] L-vin&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;they DO look alike aint it? oh man.&lt;P&gt;harett's grandpa was a chinese. oh freak. i'm so shocked when he tell me. he do haf chinese blood but he can't speak or understand chinese. tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113846919311199187?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113846919311199187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113846919311199187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113846919311199187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113846919311199187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/happie-chinese-new-year-guys-was-out.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113821701687221720</id><published>2006-01-26T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T03:23:37.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bahs. i'm tired. dreadful. gimme a hug each and everyone of you. *open arms* okae i'm nuts. yes. i'm craving for movies. mie horror movies and memoirs of a geisha. wow. mie eyes was itching like mad during work. rahhs; time to go to bed i guess. btw, i miss schooling. [ not exams kae. ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113821701687221720?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113821701687221720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113821701687221720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113821701687221720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113821701687221720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/bahs.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113810914124758063</id><published>2006-01-24T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T21:25:41.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm seventeen! okae dat was ytd's issue. tsk. i'm too busy. work and shopping. i did mie nails todae and shop a bit. [ i'm shopping at topshop everyday ] so here comes pictures.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/nails.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mie nails&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/bdaetee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mie bdae gift from sitong, rongna, lydia, marissa and alvin. thanks guys!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;cny is coming soon. i got so much to buy and so much to do. yawnns. wanna sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113810914124758063?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113810914124758063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113810914124758063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113810914124758063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113810914124758063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-seventeen-okae-dat-was-ytds-issue.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113768152075966940</id><published>2006-01-19T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T22:42:12.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sam's messed up make up. haas. she's really skill-less. oh man. new uniform is nicee. aww. i'm still thinking if i should get dat jap mascara from sasa. it sounded so cool. i wan dat black sneakers i saw at BV. XD i felt as if i'm being torn apart. i'm so tired. turning dreadful. gahhs.&lt;P&gt;i think i'm going down sentosa for a sun bath. i'm feeling so unhealthy. okae. i can stand girls who look fair but not guys. mie male cheena colleagues are basically FAIR like chicken. jerry, alvin, bjorn and LEO. i think leo is the fairest among em all. he really lack of some vitamins or he really DONT exercise. which one issit leo? jerry is basically a lazie pig. most probably he sleeps his off day off. as for alvin he probably spend his off days at lan shops and all he gets is radiation. bjorn is a book worm. so.. ya. as for leo.. i dunno. get some sun BOYS! [ i used to say get a life! during Os period and it's time for some sunny hot sun. ] i bet most singaporean girls can't stand FAIR guys unless you are super duper nice, sweet and &lt;strong&gt;good looking&lt;/strong&gt;. [ i'm just being honest and realistic ] oh well, most hunks are tanned aniwae. oops. i din indirectly shoot anyone. bjorn &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; cute and quite good-looking. (:&lt;P&gt;okae in case i start off some argumentative issues. off to the next topic. memoirs of a geisha is out. yippey. (: gonna catch it by hook or by crook. so much horror movie out. the DARK, heirloom, and this i forgot wad title. gosh. mie favourite. gahhs. irritating customers' season AGAIN. ass. skreams* i'm tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113768152075966940?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113768152075966940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113768152075966940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113768152075966940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113768152075966940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/sams-messed-up-make-up.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113750998500787256</id><published>2006-01-17T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:59:45.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's a boring day at work. i'm so sleepy so bored. yawning away like nobody's business at sales floor. throwing clothes and nothing else. vani's &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; here. i'm so &lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt; vani! tsk. alvin got even more bored den me. he told me to stand at his department just to talk to him. yes. two of us were like crapping until he was page to do something. he keep asking me to talk to him after dat. i can see dat everyone is bored todae. cuz i am damn bloody bored. =/ i'm going shopping wib mie marmie tmr. finallie.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;msg to cow* i asked amos out. he sae must get dat big teddy daryl out also. for movie or wadeva. decide liaos den call him. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113750998500787256?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113750998500787256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113750998500787256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113750998500787256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113750998500787256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-boring-day-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113712363123400267</id><published>2006-01-13T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T11:40:31.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shopping spree today. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113712363123400267?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113712363123400267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113712363123400267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113712363123400267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113712363123400267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/shopping-spree-today.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113704038969400551</id><published>2006-01-12T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T12:35:16.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fine. &lt;strong&gt;M18&lt;/strong&gt; entry. under eighteen please don't read it. though i am not even eighteen and i wrote this but i think i know how to protect myself better den some girls older den me out dere. fucking bastards out dere. if you think you can go scot-free please kindly wash your butt and prepare to go to jail. DONT think girls are weaklings and hence you can bully us. push ur luck. you guys force me to be who i am today. yes i am such a bitch. wadeva.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;girls out dere. ever been in situations whereby you got touched by a guy and got scolded by people for screaming at dat guy? how would you eventually look at it..? you should screamed because he is "&lt;em&gt;molesting&lt;/em&gt;" you.. or you should softly cry for help?&lt;P&gt;for me apparently i would scream. however when i screamed at him and warn him NOT to touch me, the supervisor scolded me for being loud. well, maybe i can't be as gentle as him for i am NOT artificial. [ people working dere will get wad i meant ] i just dont wanna mentioned &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; in public blogs.&lt;P&gt;ppl who disagrees. &lt;strong&gt;DONT&lt;/strong&gt; scream the next time any guy touches you but if u wan please cry for help &lt;strong&gt;SOFTLY&lt;/strong&gt; and yell like you are whispering kae. i dont care he pms like we do or wadeva. [ if he do show me dat he nids to use kotex/whisper etc and make sure it's stained ] *roll eyes* fine. he dont wan me to scream on sales floor. i should just pick up the fone and dial 999 the next time daryl tries to touch any of the females colleagues. i shall SCREAM in front of mr policeman. how is dat? it's the best idea aint it? go on and try pushing ur luck daryl, furst i will kick down both your balls and den i will sent you to jail for molesting and sexual harassment. by then, female colleagues will be cheering.&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ARE NOT PROSTITUTES. WE DONT LET ANY FUCKING GUYS LIKE YOU TO TOUCH US AS AND WHEN YOU LIKE IT. IF YOU ARE DESPERATE GO GEYLANG AND JUST PAY A FEW HUNDRED BUCKS. UR PAY CAN SUSTAIN YOU FOR A FEW TIMES IN A YEAR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113704038969400551?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113704038969400551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113704038969400551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113704038969400551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113704038969400551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/fine.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113691220641128096</id><published>2006-01-11T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T00:56:46.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>craziee customers. nuts. officially getting mie pay tmr. (: wee. kbox, sentosa, sakae etc etc. i'm coming. (: marco treat me some almond dunno wad. nicee. dat taufik took everythinn and ate it after i had two small bites. stupid grassland. rahhs; it's so cold... brrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113691220641128096?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113691220641128096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113691220641128096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113691220641128096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113691220641128096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/craziee-customers.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113681974914022005</id><published>2006-01-09T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T23:15:49.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feb 10 results release. prepare yourself guys. rainy season. everyday it never fails to rain. everynight is so cold.&lt;P&gt;it's harett's last day todae. gonna miss him too. mie &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/harettnmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;kc and jh went back to get their pay cheque during mie break. wtf.. kc promised to crap wib me. rahhs; aniwae promise to go out and play when i'm free. ts really getting more and more bored. sighs. i'm on full shift tmr. one whole day at work. bless me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113681974914022005?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113681974914022005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113681974914022005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113681974914022005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113681974914022005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/feb-10-results-release.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113672817739937461</id><published>2006-01-08T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:49:37.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's a rainy day. it rained since morning till now. so cold and humid. groups after groups heading over to anna's place. uh uh. marco keep persuading me to go. no no marco. getting pay cheque tmr. excited? uh sadly. no. cuz it's not cash.&lt;P&gt;so much mumbles within ourselves. i'm pondering over so much. sighing over da lil things dere. it's dark. it really is dark. i'm starting to fear. i wanna retreat. hope this month end soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113672817739937461?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113672817739937461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113672817739937461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113672817739937461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113672817739937461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-rainy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113665650892316959</id><published>2006-01-08T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T02:08:02.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forgot some interesting incidents. i went to da ladies during work and i pushed open a cubicle which shows green [ meaninn not occupied ] and was shocked by a lil boy in dere and the next thing i noe was dat the boy was cool enuff and push the door shut. su was luffing like some kind of clown. second incident. have any of you tried running or walking down orchard road barefooted? well.. i just did today. how nice right. i walked all da way from wheelock place to topman barefooted. how cool? i even entered orchard mrt for a short while. i'm so &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt; aint it? yes smudge make up. skreams* jerry and raymond was like WOW-ing like some kinda nuts. jerry keep scolding me dumb. humpf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113665650892316959?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113665650892316959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113665650892316959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113665650892316959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113665650892316959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/forgot-some-interesting-incidents.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113665166229679562</id><published>2006-01-08T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:34:22.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mahi and rahmad not coming back anymore. rahmad found a job at four season hotel and mahi got a packed schedule back at lasalle. gonna miss em and those who left ts so much. tmr's anna's open house. okae anna is mie supervisor. yupps. i spent 50 bucks on baxter jeans. gosh. just because of one stupid downpour i hafta spend 50 bucks on jeans and a new uniform which cost 23 bucks. rahhs; i'm shrinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113665166229679562?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113665166229679562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113665166229679562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113665166229679562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113665166229679562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/mahi-and-rahmad-not-coming-back.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113652453982757931</id><published>2006-01-06T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T13:15:39.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;results releasing in mid feb.&lt;/strong&gt; cheerios Os students. (: aint it great to get our results fast and STOP worrying about em anymore..? it's partly a good news and bad news, i guess..? boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113652453982757931?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113652453982757931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113652453982757931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113652453982757931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113652453982757931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/results-releasing-in-mid-feb.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113635025405446450</id><published>2006-01-04T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T12:50:54.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a start of a new year. the heartbreaking and sadness have finally ended. it's time for me to start anew again. having to try to get use to the changed environment. people who had already left and people who just entered my life. what can i say..? it's life. what goes around comes around. having to meet so many different people at work makes me realise how dark the society is and will become in years to come. but of course, there are kind souls and nice people around. people who shared laughters, joy and sorrows with me. i'm enjoying their existance. for the one dat had left and might not come back, i'll definitely miss him and so will the others. (: just hope he fine and well out dere.&lt;P&gt;i set up this blog hoping dat after two weeks he will be back with us and dat i can break da news and share da joy for those who care for him? well, this blog also represents the start of my life in 2006. hope it's a great start for everyone especially those who find 2005 a torment. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113635025405446450?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113635025405446450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113635025405446450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113635025405446450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113635025405446450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2006/01/start-of-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20379478.post-113605569453145951</id><published>2006-01-01T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T03:01:34.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testinn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20379478-113605569453145951?l=candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/feeds/113605569453145951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20379478&amp;postID=113605569453145951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113605569453145951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20379478/posts/default/113605569453145951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candieesimplicitiee-.blogspot.com/2005/12/testinn.html' title=''/><author><name>candie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14677786069670853932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
