<?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-7364971</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:06:13.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>denise</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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>462</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-7350724720188903551</id><published>2007-02-11T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T00:51:17.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://denisethequeen.livejournal.com/"&gt;shifted!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7OQSl4FdJE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-7350724720188903551?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/7350724720188903551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/7350724720188903551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2007/02/shifted.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-1808132667114464661</id><published>2007-02-03T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T02:45:13.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;But I see your true colours&lt;br&gt;
Shining through&lt;br&gt;
I see your true colours&lt;br&gt;
That's why I love you&lt;br&gt;
So don't be afraid to let them show&lt;br&gt;
Your true colours&lt;br&gt;
True colours are beautiful,&lt;br&gt;
Like a rainbow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i love the ad!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
projects are more or less done and submitted.&lt;br&gt;
i'm completely clueless of what i gonna do aft graduate, so i'll just continue learning, hopefully till death. not as if i love school that much; i dont wish face the hypocritical business world &amp; the ugly society now, it's far too complex for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
it's time to get a part-time job &amp; start applying for universities!&lt;br&gt;
i gonna graduate in 25days' time &amp; one thing for sure, i'll miss my eyecandy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i've decided. thats it !&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
till then,&lt;br&gt;
goodnight ♥&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-1808132667114464661?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1808132667114464661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1808132667114464661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2007/02/but-i-see-your-true-colours-shining.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-1227780977059486584</id><published>2007-01-20T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:14:37.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>should i get a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
1. Red nano limited ed $348 4GB. &lt;br&gt;
(damn! i bought mine at the same price for 2GB, i feel so cheated!)&lt;br&gt;
it's so damn prettay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RbJRTqoJKwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/M_UmkG25X9c/s1600-h/nano+-+red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RbJRTqoJKwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/M_UmkG25X9c/s320/nano+-+red.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022165932773550850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
or&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
2. wait for 2008 and get an iphone?&lt;br&gt;
price's steep though, BUT i've a year to save.&lt;br&gt;
woohoo, it's 499USD for 4GB, 599USD for 8GB. mum's supportive abt me getting it! can't wait.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RbJRLaoJKvI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_n1iWBXyzqU/s1600-h/iphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RbJRLaoJKvI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_n1iWBXyzqU/s320/iphone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022165791039630066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and i love RED motoRAZR V3. i feel like strangling carrie chua! how could you do this to me? you're so dead. HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
dont worry ppl, i'm not spendthrift, in fact, i've not been shopping for a month!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Denise, can you please stop letting yourself down. your results are bad, you screwed all your tests. you didn't study hard/smart enough. perhaps you did, blame it on your bad memory &amp; stupidity then. you're so damn STUPID.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Mediocre grades won't get you anywhere. - quoted from my eng teacher, mrs krishnan. how true.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
GOD, can you please be a lil fairer to me? i'm blessed with neither height, looks, brains nor money! can someone tell me, what's good abt me? seriously speaking, i cant think of anything. how to be contented, you tell me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i know self-condemnation is bad, but i can't help it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-1227780977059486584?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1227780977059486584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1227780977059486584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2007/01/should-i-get-1_20.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RbJRTqoJKwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/M_UmkG25X9c/s72-c/nano+-+red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-1538427153901072537</id><published>2007-01-06T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:38:22.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;List ten things you want to say to ten random people, but you know you never will say these things to them. Don’t say who the comment is meant for, and use people only once.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

1. stop acting like you're a sweetie pie!&lt;br&gt;
2. you're so damn attractive! i'd like you to be my friend.&lt;br&gt;
3. stop behaving like you're the queen!&lt;br&gt;
4. no you don't mean nothing at all to me.&lt;br&gt;
5. you're so irritating at times, but i love you still.&lt;br&gt;
6. perhaps i shouldnt have left you then.&lt;br&gt;
7. can you please stop making use of me?&lt;br&gt;
8. you're so hot &amp; i'm jealous of it.&lt;br&gt;
9. stop fooling ard forgoodness sake!&lt;br&gt;
10. i don't like you. don't ask me why, i just don't!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-1538427153901072537?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1538427153901072537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1538427153901072537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2007/01/list-ten-things-you-want-to-say-to-ten.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-268535098280773061</id><published>2007-01-03T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T00:48:57.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;edited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
hols(why do all good things) come to an end. school beckons &amp; it worries me so.&lt;br&gt;
i gotta pick myself up and get my ass down to projects projects &amp; projects! please motivate me, chloe!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;F DEADLINES !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
1. &lt;s&gt;SIP report (3jan)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
2. &lt;s&gt;POE individual (12Jan)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
3. &lt;s&gt;MA term test (15Jan)&lt;/s&gt;   &lt;i&gt;screwed!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
4. &lt;s&gt;Bus Law draft due (15Jan)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
5. &lt;s&gt;IB term test (16Jan)&lt;/s&gt;   &lt;i&gt;screwed!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
6. &lt;s&gt;Bus Law term test (26Jan)&lt;/s&gt;   &lt;i&gt;screwed!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
7. &lt;s&gt;Accounting (26Jan)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
8. &lt;s&gt;IB reflection journal(26Jan)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
9. &lt;s&gt;POE forum (27Jan)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
10.&lt;s&gt;POE term test (31Jan)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
11. &lt;s&gt;POE Group (2Feb)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
12. &lt;s&gt;IB (2Feb)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I3. &lt;s&gt;IB peer/self appraisal (2Feb)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
14. &lt;s&gt;Bus Law (5Feb)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
15. &lt;s&gt;POE presentation (5Feb) &lt;i&gt;screwed big time!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
16. &lt;s&gt;IB end-sem test(10feb)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
17. &lt;s&gt;POE peer/self appraisal (12Feb)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
18. &lt;s&gt;NAPFA test (15Feb)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
19. &lt;s&gt;MA exam (27feb)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
20. &lt;s&gt;Bus Law exam (28Feb)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

(if you noticed, this is getting longer &amp; its never ending!)&lt;br&gt;
and my last ppr's on 28Feb woohoo. BUT why can't it be earlier(i rather 've both pprs earlier please)?! GOSH WASTE TIME ONLY.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
how to not hate school you tell me!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-268535098280773061?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/268535098280773061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/268535098280773061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2007/01/holswhy-do-all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-4162774557862715022</id><published>2006-12-30T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T03:32:49.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2006 is not my year. fuck 2006!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

hopefully, 2007 will be a better one.&lt;br&gt;

&amp; i'll be graduating in a few months' time!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


nonetheless, i'm very grateful to have my dearest friends with me. friends come and go. i do cherish &amp;amp; love every single one of you. ♥&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;u&gt;my dearest girlfriends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVezX2aSQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_oyS7V725Ec/s1600-h/IMG_4060%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVezX2aSQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_oyS7V725Ec/s320/IMG_4060%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014017996815485186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVf1X2aSRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pTOPCsiawZk/s1600-h/all+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVf1X2aSRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pTOPCsiawZk/s320/all+in.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014019130686851346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVgYn2aSSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/EzlAJDJYu0g/s1600-h/DSCN1648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVgYn2aSSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/EzlAJDJYu0g/s320/DSCN1648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014019736277240098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVitH2aSTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1_SYy_-KKn8/s1600-h/P5050092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVitH2aSTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1_SYy_-KKn8/s320/P5050092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014022287487813938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



oh look how much we've changed!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;u&gt;my fish&amp;co. colleagues&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVjOX2aSUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/C0678tLp0xs/s1600-h/DSC02656%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVjOX2aSUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/C0678tLp0xs/s320/DSC02656%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014022858718464322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVju32aSVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/B6gYP_6OLRE/s1600-h/IMG_8451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVju32aSVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/B6gYP_6OLRE/s320/IMG_8451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014023417064212818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVkLH2aSWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/UcLB-RRE8CM/s1600-h/26th+dec+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVkLH2aSWI/AAAAAAAAAHE/UcLB-RRE8CM/s320/26th+dec+05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014023902395517282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVkSn2aSXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EGD5fWuhS6k/s1600-h/Colleagues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVkSn2aSXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EGD5fWuhS6k/s320/Colleagues.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014024031244536178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVkzX2aSYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/B0rR-rbRlQM/s1600-h/Glasshouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVkzX2aSYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/B0rR-rbRlQM/s320/Glasshouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014024593885251970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;u&gt;my poly bestfriends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVl0n2aSZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fBUaOSPg20o/s1600-h/DSCN3317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVl0n2aSZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fBUaOSPg20o/s320/DSCN3317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014025714871716242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVmQH2aSaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gxpZwJkPwzA/s1600-h/starbuckssingtel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVmQH2aSaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gxpZwJkPwzA/s320/starbuckssingtel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014026187318118818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


plus &lt;b&gt;chloe&lt;/b&gt;! (i don't have your picture);&lt;br&gt;

my class (we've been tgt for 3 sems!)&lt;br&gt;

&amp; my primary school bestfriend e-ping! it's been long since we last met! 2007, i promise!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



for the year 2007,&lt;br&gt;

i pray for my fam &amp; friends to be safe, my grandmas &amp; pa to ripe old age (mayb 2121628123years old?),&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

for myself;&lt;br&gt;

1. to be a better person (i'm trying!)&lt;br&gt;

2. to get into university SMU baby, if not SIM(the loser's uni as what sihui said)&lt;br&gt;

3. to get a part-time job at cartel/starbucks/fish&amp;co./nydc/gap (see how much i love customer service &amp; f&amp;b line) aft all deadlines &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



till then,&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 2007!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;

HAPPY PRE 19th BIRTHDAY MELANIE ONG! (31st Dec)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

LOVE ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-4162774557862715022?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/4162774557862715022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/4162774557862715022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006-is-not-my-year.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RZVezX2aSQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/_oyS7V725Ec/s72-c/IMG_4060%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-267023515305323237</id><published>2006-12-29T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:55:22.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I don't want the world to see me,&lt;br&gt;
Cause I don't think that they'd understand.&lt;br&gt;
When everything's made to be broken,&lt;br&gt;
I just want you to know who I am.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-267023515305323237?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/267023515305323237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/267023515305323237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-i-dont-want-world-to-see-me-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-4908080933533447714</id><published>2006-12-24T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:33:24.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;b&gt;LOVED&lt;/b&gt; CHRISTMAS, BUT I HATE THE FACT THAT MY F BDAY'S ON CHRISTMAS!&lt;br&gt;
AND SO, I HATE CHRISTMAS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

my fam thinks that my bday's not a big deal, giving me money means they love me.
&amp; i loathe the feeling of forcing anyone to celebrate with me alright.&lt;br&gt;
noone understands me! i feel so unloved please.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

my heart's aching &amp; i cant stop tearing.&lt;br&gt;
and so, please kill me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
hols aint hols, SIP report due 3rd Jan &amp; POE individual due early Jan.&lt;br&gt;
SO TELL ME WHAT HOLS IS THIS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-4908080933533447714?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/4908080933533447714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/4908080933533447714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-loved-christmas-but-i-hate-fact-that.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-6544161989910258323</id><published>2006-12-20T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:15:02.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to MIA from this space completely, but b4 that i think i ought to post this up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i've tried to refrain myself from screaming that 4-letter word, but i cant. so here it goes, FUCK!&lt;br&gt;
if you people are happy getting me outta the camp, yeah you did it! i terribly upset with whatever happened today, and being the stubborn old me, nothing changes my mind. i've my own principles, not attitude problem please.&lt;br&gt;
evil people(you'll pay for it!) wants me out, and i'm out!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i'm not gg for the camp - thats it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i appreciate for what my bros did for me, i owe you guys &lt;s&gt;one&lt;/s&gt; two. i did not back out nor quit, you guys should understand how i feel. i'm sorry for putting you guys into difficult positions, but please trust me. and aft all these shit that happened, you guys should know that i wont be happy at the camp.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
so much for looking forward and getting so excited for &lt;s&gt;camps&lt;/s&gt; nothing. those memories will be kept with me forever, those were the best times i had in TP. ♥&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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i'm so bloody upset! i wanna go to camp so badly, but i cant! screams*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-6544161989910258323?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/6544161989910258323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/6544161989910258323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-wanted-to-mia-from-this-space.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHwOV83UjLs/RYkiYX2aRyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dtyUwMePvrA/s72-c/radon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-1166395067556737532</id><published>2006-12-14T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T01:54:50.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling so miserable inside out.&lt;br&gt;
be my santa claus, anyone? make me happy. Boo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i gonna MIA for sometime. i'll be back, and i'll be happy like how i used to be, i promise!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div id='video'&gt;&lt;a href='http://videopapa.com'&gt;&lt;embed  name='MediaPlayer' src='http://videopapa.com/asx.php?id=183' type='application/x-mplayer2' width='300' height='300' ShowControls='1' ShowStatusBar='0' loop='true' EnableContextMenu='0' mute='0' pluginspage='http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;98 degrees - this gift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
cause i've been waiting to give this gift tonight&lt;br&gt;
im down on my knees theres no better time&lt;br&gt;
its something to last for as long as you live&lt;br&gt;
tonight im gonna give you, all my heart can give&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ahhhh, christmas's coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-1166395067556737532?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1166395067556737532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1166395067556737532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-feeling-so-miserable-inside-out-very.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-4861589429175636122</id><published>2006-12-11T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:01:22.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;so you think you can dance&lt;/b&gt;; travis &amp; heidi - contemporary&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQY9-OVJOXM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQY9-OVJOXM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;object width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oksjyIXboI0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oksjyIXboI0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
oohhh travis wall!&lt;br&gt;
he's hot/cute/has dimples/short, he can dance &amp; he's 19! he's mine! HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-4861589429175636122?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/4861589429175636122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/4861589429175636122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-you-think-you-can-dance-travis-heidi.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-6510386681177613834</id><published>2006-12-06T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:42:36.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st day of school(alright its the 2nd day, i skipped sch on mon) was awesome, my foot!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
just when i wanted to get back to school so badly, and TADAH, you hear all lecturers talking abt those tight project deadlines, tests/exams conducted on odds dates &amp; timing. sucha hectic semester! and i've my SIP report! screams*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
it wasnt my choice to have our attachment during the hols; to have all modules for 1 sem squeezed into half sem, WTH i wanna feedback! &amp; its unfair to have missed the GL interview becus of SIP.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
anyw i shall stop ranting and get started with my report like seriously, i'm the slowest person in the whole business cohort.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i miss my dearest friends(you know who you're!)&lt;br&gt;
i'll strangle ms lee ee siew when i see her! you gonna be so dead for not seeing me for 24561231234513 years! you better bake me a gingerbread man or else........&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
till then, so long &amp; goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-6510386681177613834?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/6510386681177613834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/6510386681177613834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/12/1st-day-of-schoolalright-its-2nd-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-1040847825978472361</id><published>2006-12-03T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:17:13.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SIP ENDS OFFICALLY ON 01122006 1330.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i'm coming back to school, peeps.&lt;br&gt;
i miss my classmates &amp; school mates, my lecturers &amp; tutors, mensa, bizpark &amp; design, the bookshop!&lt;br&gt;
and CAMPS OH CAMPS.&lt;br&gt;
but still, i'll miss the call centre, those nice colleagues, interns &amp; my supervisor. i've learnt alot &amp; i've hit 100 calls, such an achievement!&lt;br&gt;
no more; 'GOOD MORNING XXX, HOW MAY I ASSIST YOU?'&lt;br&gt;
GOODBYE to PHONE CALLS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and it's time for ms denise chan to look for a part-time job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-1040847825978472361?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1040847825978472361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/1040847825978472361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/12/sip-ends-offically-on-01122006-at-1330.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-6253779319820492919</id><published>2006-11-24T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:22:24.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A COMPLAINT TODAY; AN APOLOGY LETTER YDAY.&lt;br&gt;
i just wish to pass these last two weeks peacefully, prettay please. some customers should just fuck &amp; die! i hate to apologize se-ri-ous-ly, when its not even my fault. SORRY has lost its meaning esp when i'm always saying SORRY 132146235137 times per day. like WHAT THE HELL. i dont meant it when i say SORRY cus i'm not SORRY AT ALL.&lt;br&gt;
i'm immune to customers' scoldings &amp; threatenings; this cant be happening.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



yeah, its friday again :)&lt;br&gt;
why couldnt you be more bothered? ROAR.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-6253779319820492919?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/6253779319820492919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/6253779319820492919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/11/complaint-today-apology-letter-yday.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-3040930325389577136</id><published>2006-11-19T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:05:40.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week's one of the best weekends aft so long. rina wei siew meet up soon!&lt;br&gt;
STEP UP is an awesome show. the male lead is MINE, very attractive, i like guys who can dance :)&lt;br&gt;
i'm tired(very, aftermath of working at XXX), i'm sick, i've a sexy voice now. Advise to all - dont ever visit the polyclinic when youre healthy. But NO, i cant take MC now, next week perhaps.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

i'm pissed with _______(no names). whatever please, stop comparing! great that it's 2 more weeks to END OF SIP :) BE HAPPY FOR ME, i've gone through lotsa shit really. 12 weeks of not napping is total madness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

it's the time of the year again! town's so prettay now with the decorations. last year was spent with glasshouse peeps &amp; andrew guang &amp; co. this year..... i gonna disappear. i wish that day will nv come.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY BELATED 20th BDAY, ANDREW LEE LOY HUAN :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-3040930325389577136?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/3040930325389577136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/3040930325389577136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-weeks-one-of-best-weekends-aft-so.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-2818556708626653514</id><published>2006-11-13T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:03:58.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;SAT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;

was spent with my dearest mum &amp; sis shopping at vivo city becus my friends are either too busy working/sleeping or MIA(damn stupid SIP). i did my fair share of shopping once every weekly, and this week was not much of a diff. i'm still keeping to my word - a top per week. no dont worry, i didnt get to con my mum &amp;amp; sis for getting me stuff(they're getting smarter or its me who's getting dumb-er).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


so the question is: why am i surviving well w/o a part time job?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


and the answer is: just spend like there's no tmr, you wont know what's gonna happen. and being a financial analyst student &amp; FA-to-be, one piece of advice - i dont see a need to save becus if you're saving for retirement, you'll need at least 1million(according to my calculations, WTH!). serious, no joke!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


alright, CRAP. i ought to save! i'm spending far too much &amp;amp; i haven't got my miserable pay, but i've overspent it alr! XXX's very inefficient. and worse still, my mum's very encouraging, asking me to buy this &amp; that, with my own money of course. and i will nv ask my mum for money unless i really need to. i can jolly well live on bread for the next whole week(digging my own grave, i know). i'm not being spendthrift, its like my-one-week-of-hardwork and sufferings-and-i-deserve-some-pampering kinda thing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;u&gt;RANDOM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;

1. i'm missing my dearest friends(you know who you are) very much! meet up soon please!&lt;br&gt;

2. i cant wait for SIP to end. its not that i hate this job. its getting boring you see, i wanna learn more besides taking calls and shutting nasty customers up!&lt;br&gt;

3. i'll turn up for friday's party with fellow fisherians, the keyword is WILL.&lt;br&gt;

4. i wanna go to the beach.&lt;br&gt;

5. i'm dying to watch STEP UP, hello anyone?&lt;br&gt;

6. i'm taking MC tmr, probably 1 MC per week after which.&lt;br&gt;

7. i need a part time job to kill my boredom when my fam &amp;amp; friends are busy for me, and of cus to get extra cash.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-2818556708626653514?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/2818556708626653514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/2818556708626653514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/11/sat-was-spent-with-my-dearest-mum-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116308890237534089</id><published>2006-11-10T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:14.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me: good morning, XXX.&lt;br&gt;
me: i'm denise&lt;br&gt;
customer: dennis?&lt;br&gt;
me: denise&lt;br&gt;
customer: janice?&lt;br&gt;
me: denise!&lt;br&gt;
customer: jenny?&lt;br&gt;
me: DENISE!!!!&lt;br&gt;
customer: venice or bernice&lt;br&gt;
me: ya(ya whatever name is fine, i GAVE UP)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


denise's happy today :)&lt;br&gt;
today's the day i've achieved sth at work - recognition(just a lil though)&lt;br&gt;
no, i'm not showing off or whatsoever, i'm just happy.
thats one of the best things one could wish for at work - recognition, appreciation &amp; compliment. zero percent chance i'll get a compliment though, but its okay, i've already got one b4 at fish&amp;co. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
so i think i'm quite capable, dont ya think so?&lt;br&gt;
HAHAHA, WHATEVER DENISE.&lt;br&gt;
just that i'm happy to say that denise's not some STUPID USELESS ASSHOLE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my call stats' good these days, i'm pleased with myself.&lt;br&gt;
and so, i've decided to grant myself a rest day on monday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116308890237534089?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116308890237534089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116308890237534089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-good-morning-xxx.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116274383918666154</id><published>2006-11-06T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:13.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me: its friday ppl!(screaming)&lt;br&gt;
wenhao: soon it'll be monday again.&lt;br&gt;
me: slap his shoulders, WA LAU.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
he's so right. its monday once again!&lt;br&gt;
i hate mondays. customers love to call in on monday! hello dear customers, its 24/7. call on sat &amp; sun instead. can you imagine my average total no. of calls amounted to 75 daily? and there are &gt;100 ppl taking calls. gosh! some customers even call looking for yours truely, denise chan for &gt;3times in a single day. STOP CALLING, GET A LIFE.&lt;br&gt;
my eyesight's failing me, i will go blind aft SIP.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
on a lighter note, sat aft was spent at one of my granny's place(i've 3grandmas btw). HAPPY 75th BDAY, granny! time flies, i didnt know she's that old, i always thought she's 60plus! serious.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
night was spent with mel &amp; joyce(carrie we had fun w/o you, HAHAHA) at Tony Romas. happy belated 18th, joyce. went zouk later at night. much thanks to mel's darren, we entered the club as if gg to some shopping mall, most importantly, no cover charge. he should just steal the stamp! no we didnt club, we brought joyce to have a look! HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
cant wait to meet the old glasshouse gang :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
till then, i hate mondays! i dont have to go through all these sufferings, you know. 4 more weeks to end of SIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116274383918666154?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116274383918666154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116274383918666154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-its-friday-pplscreaming-wenhao-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116257302040036246</id><published>2006-11-04T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:13.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just when my morale's up by a lil, shit happens.&lt;br&gt;
i just cant take it anymore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ugly ppl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i loathe the why-are-you-so-stupid look on my supervisor's face - totally disgusted with it. he seems so irritated when i/we asked him any questions, i got so pissed off(BIG TIME), and it just feels so great to snap back at him; slammed my files, walked away when he's talking to me. attitude problem, i know - i'm good at it.&lt;br&gt;
team leaders think that they're OH-SO-GREAT! tell me whats exactly that great abt them? its been month plus working there, and we didnt even exchange glances, smiles, hi &amp; byes! so much for we're one big family - go to hell please. anyw i dont even care!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and lastly, those fucking customers! yes i'm refering to those who arent infinite cardholders(income &gt;350K), please shut up, come on you ppl have no status/no money/no big deal at all! i'm not paid to be verbally abused. ugly singaporeans.
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just when youre so down, everything's so screwed and still, nobody's there for you. i tried to be there for you ppl when you ppl are in your lowest peaks, why isnt anyone there for me?&lt;br&gt;
i had to wallow in self pity all alone in the 22nd storey's ladies - last cubicle, tearing(so brave to hold back my tears in the office).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
shall be taking MC sometime soon and this time, i needa think of better excuses.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i hate to feel this way, but denise, you're one big pathetic soul :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116257302040036246?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116257302040036246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116257302040036246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-when-my-morales-up-by-lil-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116206381317068435</id><published>2006-10-29T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:12.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger's sucha kickass sometimes &amp; so is my comp. i may be leaving blogspot to livejournal sometime soon, maybe not.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Image%281866%29.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Image%281866%29.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;HALLOWEEN '05 at glasshouse&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
time's flying so &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt;fast. its been a year. life has to move on, so i shall stop dwelling on the past anymore. its hard - i've spent so many P.H working, not becus of the 1.5x pathetic pay, but the good company. fish &amp; co.'s one of the best job one ever had.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my current workplace's good as well, i'm awaiting for more themes, more celebrations &amp; team building session! 3-day work week this week and know what, theres a power failure for a good 10mins on fri. how great! i'm the first to shout a 'HELL YEAH'. HAHAHA. i gave my dept chalet a miss today, oh no, dont fail my appraisal. 5 more weeks to end of SIP.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wed's a mini celebration for angel. HAPPY 19th BDAY ANGEL :) party soon.&lt;br&gt;
thur's dinner with bestfriend lee ee siew. and i strongly recommend you chocolate lovers - &lt;b&gt;starbucks iced/hot signature(godiva) chocolate&lt;/b&gt;! one of the best starbucks' creation. 4th cup this week. and yes, please do support &amp; get it ONLY at Plaza Sing's starbucks. look for ms lee ee siew &amp; get a DISCOUNT. HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
fri's yoga lesson. hello? i'm still fat. HAHAHA. lil catch up with siew lin &amp; peter. peter oh peter(my neighbour), very nice of him to send me home. Big angpao for you on CNY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
sat's meet the LO session &amp; lunch with chloe. chloe, endure &amp; kiss your 'best partner' goodbye in 5 weeks' time :) much thanks to terence for the shopping vouchers. how to control my spending like that?(never) HAHAHA. supper at pratahouse with mum sis &amp; bro - fam time :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
to all my OSIP friends: hello, i hope you guys are surviving well in that cheena land. come back soon. 4more weeks to go!&lt;br&gt;
carrie: study hard &amp; goodluck for your As! partay soon.&lt;br&gt;
beng &amp; nick: study hard &amp; goodluck for Os! meet up soon.&lt;br&gt;
joyce: fatty, HAPPY PRE 18th(31st Oct)! legal finally, see you next sat :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;staind - right here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;But I always find a way &lt;br&gt;
to keep you right here waiting&lt;br&gt;
I always find the words to say &lt;br&gt;
to keep you right here waiting&lt;br&gt;
But you always find a way&lt;br&gt;
To keep me right here waiting&lt;br&gt;
You always find the words to say &lt;br&gt;
to keep me right here waiting&lt;br&gt;
And if I chose to walk away &lt;br&gt;
would you be right here waiting&lt;br&gt;
Searching for the things to say &lt;br&gt;
to keep me right here waiting&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

but no, i'm not waiting for anything, anyone, anymore.&lt;br&gt;
i just love this old song mannn :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116206381317068435?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116206381317068435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116206381317068435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/10/bloggers-sucha-kickass-sometimes-so-is.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116162534631576463</id><published>2006-10-24T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:11.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've lost something that kept me gg on.&lt;br&gt;
back to square one.&lt;br&gt;
and i dont wish for anything now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116162534631576463?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116162534631576463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116162534631576463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-lost-something-that-kept-me-gg-on.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116157923470129441</id><published>2006-10-23T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:10.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly,&lt;br&gt;
Happy 19th Birthday KENNETH.&lt;br&gt;
Happy 19th Birthday CLIFTON BRO.&lt;br&gt;
Happy 19th Birthday SHIRONG.&lt;br&gt;
Happy pre 19th Birthday ANGEL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i've waited for this day to come. i've planned it since last month! i just wanna lay on my bed, glue my eyes to the tv, blast my speakers, eat &amp; sleep the entire day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
which means no phone calls, no 'good morning, XXX, this is denise speaking, how may i assist you?' andd i bet my fellow interns will miss me, i'm crazy, talkative &amp; stupid, always doing dumb stuff to entertain them. HAHAHA. hello ppl, 6 more weeks to end of SIP :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
anyw, today is a bad day to visit the doc. i woke up at 7.30am(early bird award), changed and ran to the polyclinic. the whole place was jam-packed, my queue no. was 123 at 8.15am. like hello? why is everybody sick? HAHAHA. smart asses like me, feigning illness to get MC, making good use of public hols mannn. i screamed and walked outta the polyclinic, decided to go to the private doc instead. not much of a diff, i waited for an hour to get my pathetic MC. anyw, i lied(my mum said a white lie is ok) and told the doc rubbish that i've cramps(i nv had one b4), and it got pretty serious when the doc asked me to go for a scan! so much for lying, i sucked at that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
till then, life's prettay much the same &amp; i miss school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116157923470129441?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116157923470129441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116157923470129441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/10/firstly-happy-19th-birthday-kenneth.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116126985766981772</id><published>2006-10-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:10.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

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check out my sucky timetable! but its okay, i'll skip lectures on tues &amp; thurs. last lap to go, denise!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
some customers are just out to piss me off, testing my patience and giving me this i'm-a-platinum-cardholder-and-i'm-rich attitude. sickening please. i'll send a bomb to their house &amp; start prank calling them in the middle of the night, dont forget, i've all information. HAHAHA. few of them nearly made me cry(so close to crying) today and yet i've to keep apologizing(*rolling eyes) when i know its not my fault. i hate this. to the hell you customers go!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
legal loanshark owes me my pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116126985766981772?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116126985766981772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116126985766981772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/10/check-out-my-sucky-timetable-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116118808841143978</id><published>2006-10-19T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:10.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so, its back to hell. work kills brain cells.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i wanna bomb the entire call centre, cut off all tel lines, smash all computers! scream   the 4 letter word to the nasty customers and hang their calls. just one mistake, and to the jail i'll go. i'm slowly picking myself up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i wished my customers a 'happy birthday' &amp; 'bon voyage' todayyy! i know i shouldnt do that - so unprofessional but i'm so nice please :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my throat hurts &amp; i'm losing my voice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116118808841143978?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116118808841143978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116118808841143978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-so-its-back-to-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116084778097602028</id><published>2006-10-15T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:09.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is one of those horrible nights &amp; i wanted to cry so badly. i'm screaming, in my head. life's sucha bitch, so is work. nth goes my way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
friday the 13th was bad. i felt so useless, so small &amp; stupid - very stupid. i'm a clown and i cant find any explanations for my own stupidity. low morale(negative alr please). next week will be as shitty as well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i appear to be strong, but i'm not. i appear to be happy(always mannn), but i'm not. the happier i may seem, the sadder i may be. friends, where are you guys? i need someone badly, cheer me up, will you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
anyw, come on man! denise will be fine in less than 5mins and she's always crying always sad always crazy. whats new man! so not true! shes always smiling &amp; laughing at the slighest thing please. HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
friday's yoga not so bad, just S-L-O-W. i can fall asleep doing those postures mannn. and i kept laughing at those uncles and aunties! HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
fri's theme was SPORTY DAY. wth, but they dont allow me to wear FBT shorts, boo.&lt;br&gt;
next mon's theme's WORST DRESS DAY! mismatched clothes, no make up, pyjamas, slippers, woohoo so fun. i gonna wear my daddy's shirt to work mannn :) this is the only thing that kept me looking fwd to work. and we'll be having a chalet on the 27th!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
please note: i'll be sick on the 23th, MC PLEASE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116084778097602028?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116084778097602028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116084778097602028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-one-of-those-horrible-nights-i.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116067327329233446</id><published>2006-10-13T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:09.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love this song!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSC02700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSC02700.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116032410695197395?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116032410695197395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116032410695197395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/10/pictures-my-fav-hot-fudge-check-out.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-116024957299323172</id><published>2006-10-08T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:08.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know whats gotten into me, but i just dont feel good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
mooncake fest's sucha disappointment and i resort to playing sparkles all by myself(die die also must play attitude) along my corridor. boo no candles and i dont get to burn things. am i too old for that? sighs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my all time fav;&lt;br&gt;
rascal flatts - what hurts the most&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br&gt;
Was being so close&lt;br&gt;
And having so much to say&lt;br&gt;
And watching you walk away&lt;br&gt;
And never knowing&lt;br&gt;
What could have been&lt;br&gt;
And not seeing that loving you&lt;br&gt;
Is what I was tryin' to do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
nv expect too much, nv be too nice &amp; dont be silly, denise!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-116024957299323172?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116024957299323172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/116024957299323172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-know-whats-gotten-into-me-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115972189626567025</id><published>2006-10-02T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:07.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screams!&lt;br&gt;
i do have a life! friday's meeting up w chloe for lunch, and supper with the girls at night. jalan kayu, sinful we know. sat was spent with rina lin &amp; dor, shopping &amp; we caught STAY ALIVE. stupid show really, and i realised i'm getting timid as days goes by, covering my eyes throughout the show. lack of dosage of horror films i guessed.&lt;br&gt;
sunday's fish&amp;co. with my colleagues! great to catch up once in a while. fried cala &amp; hot fudge's still as great! i feel kinda weird, i'm bad &amp; heartless for not visiting glasshouse aft i left for 4months. everything's so different now, the uniform SUCKED(long sleeves w/o collar, w a BIG fish&amp;co. logo), lotsa unfamiliar faces. chijmes aft dinner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and so, its dreadful monday again, which means 5days to weekends, 2more months to end of SIP. i'm promoted, selected to undergo 2 1/2weeks trg again(9 - 6.30 lectures) b4 picking up calls from the main stream, just like the permanent staff. sigh big time. thanks for the sabotage. trg starts tmr, with rebeka, charlotte &amp; wenhao. seriously speaking, i know where i stand. i'm rude to customers, i gave them wrong info, and i'm problematic. how i wish to give up this chance to SHINE(my supervisor said). well, mayb i'll, i'll speak to my supervisor tmr, denise is a loser!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
anyw, i have to blog abt this. CT apologized to me on 6th SEPT and he smsed on the 28th. i wonder whats his motive. why must you apologized to me aft 2 1/2 years! you this jerk bastard asshole! i'm happy that you got your retribution, you left me w/o a word for another girl, while i left another guy for you. vicious cycle. thankyou for stalking my blog, i wonder why you guys are so interested in my life, CT, WY and i bet ROY's reading too. just scram and dont contact me ever. i've moved on long ago, i've forgiven you long ago. save all your sweet msgs and being nice. youre NOT NICE AT ALL. thankyou for making me a bitch and be hated by his friends. thankyou for making who i am today, i'm so independent! thankyou for making me lose faith in love. love's not beautiful as it seems. Denise's a bitch no more, i'm free from my sins :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
oh yah, i'm very broke(you hardly hear me saying this). i haven got my pay. not surviving well at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115972189626567025?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115972189626567025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115972189626567025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/10/screams-i-do-have-life-fridays-meeting.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115937277037309149</id><published>2006-09-27T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:07.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. good morning XXX, this is denise speaking how may i assist you?&lt;br&gt;
2. hold on, i'll check for you.&lt;br&gt;
3. ya i understand.&lt;br&gt;
4. thankyou for waiting.&lt;br&gt;
5. i apologize for this.&lt;br&gt;
6. so sorry ya.&lt;br&gt;
7. press 'mute', screams walau eh! this customer is so fucked up.&lt;br&gt;
8. this is denise, D-E-N-I-S-E(spelling it so clearly &amp; slowly)&lt;br&gt;
9. ah shit! what promo for platinum cardholders?&lt;br&gt;
10. walau so troublesome!&lt;br&gt;
11. help me, please help me!&lt;br&gt;
12. what is this this this &amp; this?!&lt;br&gt;
13. besides this enquiry, is there anything else i can help you with?&lt;br&gt;
14. thankyou for calling XXX, have a nice day, goodbye.&lt;br&gt;
15. finally. what a bitch!&lt;br&gt;
16. you can call 1800 22 22 121&lt;br&gt;
17. pozhu, wenhao whats for lunch?&lt;br&gt;
18. walau i dont wanna go back to work!&lt;br&gt;
19. lets go 2121(thats the code for the free drinks from vending machine)&lt;br&gt;
20. yeah congrats! 47days(excluding weekends) to end of SIP!&lt;br&gt;
21. good morning, XXX. tuu tuuu tuuu. (stupid customer dropped call)&lt;br&gt;
22. sighs! customer kept scolding me!&lt;br&gt;
23. i still have so much follow ups to do!&lt;br&gt;
24. OT again!(sighs)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;in the past&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
1. suzana: denise! stop chewing mints, you'll ve diabetes!&lt;br&gt;
2. annabelle: denise! your fav.(passing me endermints)&lt;br&gt;
3. ricky: you better shut your fcking mouth, i said stop chewing!&lt;br&gt;
4. carrie: i'm hungry! i dont care, i'm gg in to eat!(8.30pm)&lt;br&gt;
5. joyce: yeah i've tips!&lt;br&gt;
6. mel: wa lau, station C again!&lt;br&gt;
7. ellen: help me send bill to table 35.&lt;br&gt;
8. fariza: denise, why arent you working upstairs w me and suz?!&lt;br&gt;
9. maya: got food anot?&lt;br&gt;
10. marge: next week schedule please!&lt;br&gt;
11. eh your table wants 20 ice water!(screams! walau)&lt;br&gt;
12. barmen: tell them icewater 86!(which means no more)&lt;br&gt;
13. my table have birthday! bday rap, you lead okay.&lt;br&gt;
14. you mop, i sweep okay?&lt;br&gt;
15. ah neh! i want spoons!&lt;br&gt;
16. may, i want hotfudge!&lt;br&gt;
17. faizal: dance, dance! you dance first!&lt;br&gt;
18. peng: get back to your station!&lt;br&gt;
19. ricky: work on fri ok. i dont care, i write your name alr.&lt;br&gt;
20. daddy's here.&lt;br&gt;
21. where's my jungle freeze for table 72?&lt;br&gt;
22. blackout. everybody: YEAH!&lt;br&gt;
23. rifai: 1 hot latte 2 packets of sugar.&lt;br&gt;
24. wa lau, that cristi kept blocking my way. woodblock.&lt;br&gt;
25. ahhhh suresh is so irritating!&lt;br&gt;
26. aiyo, that newbie is so nerdy, lets chase him away!&lt;br&gt;
27. change cd lehhh.&lt;br&gt;
28. bencoolen, macdonalds or starbucks?&lt;br&gt;
29. johan: move bitch, get outta the way.&lt;br&gt;
30. my food can go!&lt;br&gt;
31. 1 platter for 2, change to fried calamari, no mussels, more rice please.&lt;br&gt;
32. hi, can you do this feedback for us? thankyou(smile widely)&lt;br&gt;
33. welcome to fish&amp;co., table for 2?&lt;br&gt;
34. soup of the day is french onion(eeee).&lt;br&gt;
35. customer: refill my icewater.&lt;br&gt;
36. 'We all live in a yellow submarine, yellow submarine, yellow submarine.'&lt;br&gt;
37. look at the fat bitch, table 24.&lt;br&gt;
38. handsome guy spotted! table 61!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and the list goes on. i miss glasshouse so much, i will nv forget the happy days. my job's getting mundane as days goes by. however, theres still so much to learn! we've got our own email a/c, and i've kinda abused it as MSN. more colleagues(not interns) acknowledged our presence. customers are still as bad, ugly singaporeans. i'm mighty, i can talk non-stop from 9am - 11pm. i hate morning crowd, i've to stand and squeeze in heels. i'm sicked of toa payoh's food and my throat hurts!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
PS: ppl, i'm allowed to take 4 MCs! i'll clear leave starting next month :)&lt;br&gt;
PS PS: chloe: we can meet for lunch on fri! time: bet 1200-1500(not confirm), contact me!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
sidenote: i've a stalker. i need a bodyguard. i'm very scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115937277037309149?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115937277037309149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115937277037309149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/09/1.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115920118732458731</id><published>2006-09-26T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:06.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am sad. i wanna cry. lend me your shoulders.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
*slap&lt;br&gt;
denise! youre strong, youre independent &amp; you dont need anyone!&lt;br&gt;
thats what ive been telling myself all these years. lies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115920118732458731?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115920118732458731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115920118732458731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115903826206453967</id><published>2006-09-24T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:06.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss them!&lt;br&gt;
pictures; thousand years ago.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P1030279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P1030279.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P1030281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P1030281.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P1030293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P1030293.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;rina's the sore loser!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P1030323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P1030323.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;told you i'm good at rolling eyes!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;the old maids:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P1030330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P1030330.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;old maid 1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P1030334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P1030334.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;old maid 2&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P1030335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P1030335.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;old maid 3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
HAHAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;
i miss siew amy dor hong angel!
i miss my my colleagues too! not forgetting chloe siz grace &amp; serene! SIP is making me so NO LIFE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
on campus session is a total waste of time! furthermore its at freaking 9am! but its good to see my classmates again. how i miss them so :) i'm happy working at XXX aft hearing classmates' rantings; my job is much better than data entry man and i ve window XP but no internet access. teamleaders, supervisor bought us herbal tea and chocs; my supervisor's so nice to sms asking me to enjoy my weekend(while he has to work)! theres always ppl like wenhao &amp; pozhu having lunch w me, i dont ve to be alone.&lt;br&gt;
 we've LAME events gg on(despite the huge amt of workload they had) - 'WILD FRIDAY' and 'CHILDREN DAY', which we'll be participating on the following monday, how fun. my whole dept's gonna dress up as HELLO KITTY to celebrate children day. HAHAHA wth, i hate pink but i know it will be fun :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i got so drained that i napped from 1pm - 8pm. shoot me. i dont wish to stay at home on weekends but its either i cant find anyone or i'm too tired to go out. sad case. and i've signed up for yoga class starting mid october with lin &amp; siew! yeah i've a life!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;joyce carrie mel:&lt;/b&gt; meet up next sat? i wont sleep that much this time!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115903826206453967?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115903826206453967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115903826206453967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-miss-them-pictures-thousand-years.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115876998125667966</id><published>2006-09-20T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:05.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SURVIVED!&lt;br&gt;
work's great today. no nasty customers, but i had plenty of mistakes. HAHAHA. i hope they wont check my recordings, if not, i'm dead.&lt;br&gt;
ive repeated 'good morning. XXX, this is denise speaking. how may i assist you' for 2236181times. i got so sicked of this line and finally i said 'good morning XXX, this is denise speaking. how may i &lt;b&gt;address&lt;/b&gt; you' instead. stupid. hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

and know what, i WON, beautifully please. i dont ve to change my name! hello, HOD are you stalking me? i had my 1/2 hr lunchbreak only ard 2plus, 3pm and i knocked off at 7pm!(unpaid OT) i'm not ranting though, i kinda enjoy what i'm doing now, its too early to say anyw. very challenging and i love talking to ppl, nice ppl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
'oh, i appreciate that. thanks denise!'&lt;br&gt;
'thanks so much! and youre?'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
alright at least i'm appreciated. however i met some weird customers today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
'huh cannot do anything to my charges? what abt buying me a dinner?!'&lt;br&gt;
'can you mail me a returned envelop bcus i wanna save 20cents on stamp'&lt;br&gt;
and of cus i had some alien language speaking customers.&lt;br&gt;
HAHAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
tmr's yet another day. everything will be fine. hopefully, i wont piss anyone with my stupidity lack of knowledge(i didnt read thru that huge stack of notes) in providing solutions to the customers. and no fraud cases if not, see me in JAIL. ive signed plenty of forms regarding bank secrecy &amp; such. scary isnt it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
tmr's meeting up w siew for dinner. gonna sign up for yoga tgt. yes you heard me right. i'll grow grow grow(not sideways obviously)! and sat's back to sch for on campus session at freaking 9am.&lt;br&gt; till then, i gonna read &amp; sleep. i'm so into reading. ive finished reading devil wears prada, 5 ppl you meet in heaven(for the 5th time) and now the child called it(rina, i'll die waiting).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115876998125667966?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115876998125667966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115876998125667966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-survived-works-great-today.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115867466451993827</id><published>2006-09-19T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:05.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY COMP REVIVED ONCE AGAIN. still going strong huh, dear comp.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ive started my SIP on the 13th at *** BANK(dont wanna get caught for complaining) with 9 other interns, 9 girls, 1 guy(well, he's 7/10 though) YA GO AHEAD AND ROLL YOUR EYES. so far so good. we're like attending trg, or shud i say lectures from 9am - 6.30pm. YES pretty long hours. of cus, sch's so much better, at least i still ve a choice to skip my tutorials &amp; lects, to leave my brain at home and stone all the way in class.  my trg has shortened from 3 1/2 weeks to 5 days. CHLOE, they lied during the interview. my notes are THICK &amp; HEAVY, 3kg perhaps? and the best thing is i'm required to know EVERY single thing, worse than exams. and fyi, temp staff got to hit at least 80 CALLS PER DAY. kill me. i'll wake up at 6.45am every morn, reach home at 8pm! how nice. i dont get to see the sun at all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
OH YA, i was told to change my name on the very 1st day, YES WTH x1183631, bcus my HOD's called DENNIS. so its my fault to be called DENISE? i haven got the chance to meet him yet. this BIG SHOT ordered my supervisor and trainers to ask me to change my name. i'm so honoured to be noticed. why must you bother abt me, this insignificant shit? seriously, WHATEVER. i'm not making a big fuss outta nth. its just that i dont understand why must i give in to please him? i am not those suck-up kinda person and its my name, please respect it. i know he wont be that ridiculous &amp; unprofessional to fail my SIP bcus of this. and what makes him so sure that i'll receive complaints(he's afraid that brainless customers will mispronounce my name to his)? my attitude isnt that bad, really. anyw, my trainer &amp; supervisor gave me a name, bcus i refused to think of one, they are nice ppl :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

the best part of my job - my 1 1/2 hour lunch break. HAHAHA and the free vending machine(just like the one in TP). its milo everyday and i know i'll ve diabetes very soon. anyw, i'll start answering calls tmr. CALL ME PPL. call me at 1800-22-22-121. MAY GOD BLESS ME. i'm praying that the entire system will screw up tmr. i'll survive, hopefully. NO nasty customers, no sickos, no perverts, NO OTs &amp; NO COMPLAINTS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;siz &amp; gu:&lt;/b&gt; i swear i did send you 2 smses on wed night b4 you 2 fly off. i'm missing you guys! cheena's nt as bad ya? take good care. email/msn me. if not, BLOG!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;usuals:&lt;/b&gt; i know it'll be even harder for us to meet up due to SIP, different off days and such. i'm missing you guys! i'm off every sat &amp; sun, can meet you guys for dinner/shopping/movies aft 7pm every weekday!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;colleagues:&lt;/b&gt; meet up soon please. i miss fish&amp;co. &amp; sentosa.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;chloe:&lt;/b&gt; hope everything's fine for you. we'll be seeing each other on sat, finally! counting down: 55(excluding weekends) more days to end of SIP.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ohhh i love this song. the fray - how to save a life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115867466451993827?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115867466451993827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115867466451993827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-comp-revived-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115739909284573342</id><published>2006-09-05T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:04.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's a bitch isnt it.&lt;br&gt;
unhappy things aside.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
keigo's sucha pain in the ass.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
keigo: mrs lam.&lt;br&gt;
keigo: i think you failed your MA.&lt;br&gt;
me: huh why did you say so?&lt;br&gt;
keigo: cos i saw the list&lt;br&gt;
me: HUH SERIOUS&lt;br&gt;
keigo: i managed to peeped at isaac's class&lt;br&gt;
me: DONT LIE. WHEN.&lt;br&gt;
keigo: ur somewhere at the top rite in the register?&lt;br&gt;
keigo: sat? when i went back to sch to hand in some particulars for sip&lt;br&gt;
keigo: i saw ma lecturer and he was holding the list&lt;br&gt;
me: but the tutors arent efficient&lt;br&gt;
keigo: u got 40+&lt;br&gt;
me: dont lie! dont scare me la stupid&lt;br&gt;
keigo: really lo.&lt;br&gt;
keigo: haha u trying to live in self denial now rite&lt;br&gt;
me: LIARRRR&lt;br&gt;
keigo: no im not. i saw 40+ very clearly.&lt;br&gt;
me: dont scare me you idiot. HUH then ive to take supp ppr?&lt;br&gt;
me: did you pass?&lt;br&gt;
keigo: i didnt manage to see mine and he wont tell me.&lt;br&gt;
me: ive a feeling you'll fail MA too. lets take supp tgt.&lt;br&gt;
keigo: haha wanna die tgt right?&lt;br&gt;
keigo: you better start ya revision again. hopefully they'll moderate.&lt;br&gt;
keigo: then you'll pass.&lt;br&gt;
andddd he went offline. WTH scared the hell outta me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;few hours later.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
keigo: i'm actually pulling your leg. enjoy your hols.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
WTH. keigo you suck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the night was spent with grace, siz &amp; serene(my sem 1.1 classmates &amp; also my bestest friends in poly), finally we're meeting up, after 0131841313613years. full attendance and so, i removed grace from the title of miss MIA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Picture%20001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN3302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN3302.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;VILAGE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN3317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN3317.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Picture%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Picture%20006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN33071%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN33071%281%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN33151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN33151.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;sore loser please. she's left with few pathetic bucks &amp; has to declare bankrupt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;ms soh. shes damn haolian. kept collecting our money, i lose 20K to her. HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

we went to this cafe at cine leisure to chill aft dinner. and we played MONOPOLY. hahaha what a shame, we ve forgotten the rules &amp; such. but still, we enjoyed ourselves to the max. sihui's the ultimate winner and serene's the sore loser for MONOPOLY. hahahaha. i think i'm quite good at it, right girls?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN3316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN3316.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Picture%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
our next gathering will be in 3months time. take good care of yourselves you KUKUs - LEE EN HUI &amp; SOH SI HUI. i'll try my best to send you guys off. rem to bring a blanket, chinese dictionary, heater &amp; a loud hailer! HAHAHA. dont come back looking like a BAO, screaming &amp; shouting like some cheena aunties :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
grace's right. to realise the value of friendship, is to lose one. death is nt the easy way out. dont be so cruel &amp; selfish to leave all ppl who cared, crying over the pain of losing you.&lt;br&gt;
HELLO DEAREST FRIENDS(yes, you! if you think youre my friend), i LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU :) dont ever leave me. dont forget me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115739909284573342?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115739909284573342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115739909284573342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/09/lifes-bitch-isnt-it.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115731587559779610</id><published>2006-09-04T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:04.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saturday's sun almost killed me &amp; i'm so badly burnt. i feel like walking ard my hse topless. so painful please. sentosa was packed with millions of ppl - family day thats right, seems like pre deepavali celebration though. the queue was so long, all the way to harbourfront mrt station and mel &amp; i had to board the fourth/fifth bus.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Image001_000.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Image001_000.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Image002_000.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Image002_000.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;so tell me, is this sentosa or little india?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/PICT0445.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/PICT0445.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
goodbye mr quek. i feel a lil sad when he shook my hands. please come back. we'll miss you, we'll wait for you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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joyce's so sweeeeeet to do this. 1/5 of my heart belongs to glasshouse. mayb its becus we've gone through all shits tgt, thats why we'll cherish every single moment spent tgt. you guys are my wonderwall :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and so, i've 10 more days till SIP.&lt;br&gt;
mon's meeting up with grace, siz &amp; serene, yes b4 they fly off!&lt;br&gt;
wed's partay with the usual, b4 SIP starts.&lt;br&gt;
sengkangrians(siew jing rina wei lin dor aug hong angel amy lala plus the guys), supper zoo sentosa kbox movies shopping? HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;
i wanna go kbox with chloe.&lt;br&gt;
i need to meet up with my pri sch bestfriend.&lt;br&gt;
i need to visit my ah mah, granny &amp; grandpa.&lt;br&gt;
my colleagues, fish&amp;co. soon? i'm craving for fried cala, hot fudge &amp; chockie junkie!&lt;br&gt;
11th's SIP launch &amp; class chalet(hopefully i'll be gg).&lt;br&gt;
and of cus, one day's reserved for my mum. YES SHOPPING :)&lt;br&gt;
its andrew's doom day on thurs, but hes too busy to meet me. BOO YOU LA, i'm forgotten. rem to ask the barber to shave your eyebrows.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
tons &amp; tons of things i wanna do but ive no time.
i realised i'm feeling kinda sad lately aft reading my previous entries. may all these unhappy things stop now. i wanna enjoy my 10days hols :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
bestie lee ee siew, check this out - &lt;a href="http://pa-online.pa.gov.sg/NASApp/maps/online/ccms/course/OCC_CourseListCC_A01.jsp?fromMonth=9&amp;toMonth=12&amp;fromYear=2006&amp;toYear=2007&amp;strTxtKeyWord=&amp;strCC=4460&amp;requiredPage=1&amp;strCCCode=4460&amp;strClubName=SengKang%20CC"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SK CC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
yea, i'm gg to learn sth(be it yoga, dance, tennis, cooking, cycling, sewing, painting, caligraphy, mooncake making anything!) during my SIP. i dont wanna waste my 3months doing nth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115731587559779610?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115731587559779610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115731587559779610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/09/saturdays-sun-almost-killed-me-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115722694833943292</id><published>2006-09-03T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:04.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aint feeling any better. totally unexpected. i feel for his mum, his close friends, his projmates. i'm one emoshit. i cant stop tearing aft reading my friends' blogs. you'll be missed. your smile, your laughter, your everything.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
andddd our dearest CO conductor, mr quek's leaving tmr. sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115722694833943292?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115722694833943292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115722694833943292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/09/aint-feeling-any-better.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115713151621237339</id><published>2006-09-02T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:03.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm done with my last ppr this afternoon. i'm not happy though, i cant be. i'm still in shock, aft so many hours upon hearing the shocking news. i stepped outta the room at 4.00pm(i left 1/2hr earlier). and this is the first thing i heard aft my ppr.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
isaac: hey, do you know wenbin?&lt;br&gt;
me: yea by face&lt;br&gt;
isaac: he passed away this morn&lt;br&gt;
me: LIARRRR!&lt;br&gt;
isaac: he committed suicide. (showing me the msg)&lt;br&gt;
me: LIARRRR! speechless.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i'm kinda affected, teared abit. come on, tell me i'm dreaming. SLAP ME. and the thing is i saw him 2weeks ago at the airport, he was so happy then, laughing &amp; joking. though i dont really know him, he's always smiling la, furthermore hes jackie's, david's &amp; hongjin's friend and i heard hes engaged, getting married soon. he didnt even had the chance to take his last ppr. may you rest in peace, be happy in the next world. life's short. I FEEL SO SAD. i'm still in shock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115713151621237339?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115713151621237339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115713151621237339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-done-with-my-last-ppr-this.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115678741015738350</id><published>2006-08-29T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:03.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Managerial Accounting is a killer, what a bad start. those past years pprs were CHICKEEEEEEEEEN FEET please. HELLO TUTOR, are you punishing us for ignoring you in class, not doing your tutorials, not attending lectures? WELL DONE. i'm expecting a moderation. and know what, i'll be having MA next sem AGAIN. 2years of accounting. holy shit.&lt;br&gt;
i had BTM - Banking Treasury Mgt today. i thought i was early though, was outside the room at 2pm. until i saw my classmates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the guys: we came at 11 lehhhh.&lt;br&gt;
me: WAHHHH.&lt;br&gt;
the DHLs: we came at 10!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
so scary. siz, chloe, grace lets camp in sch. HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;
anyw, the ppr was okay, not easy. BUT ive 1 careless mistake - wrong exchange rate again, yes i'm STUPID &amp; i'll nv learn from my mistakes. 14 marks quest! WTH. THAT WAS PAINFUL. be lenient TUTOR, my admin no. is 0401427J&lt;i&gt;(if you happened to see this)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and now, i'm left with 3 pprs. but i'm pretty restless &amp; ive sorta given up hope for my exams. all pprs gonna be tough mannn(i'm not scaring you chloe, my whole class concluded this). higher expectations = greater disappointment. i feel so sorry for myself. why am i such a disappointment, always letting myself down. i've achieved nth, i'm NOTHING.&lt;br&gt;
and this is what&lt;br&gt; 
my Financial Analysis tutor said to me:'i expect an A from you.'&lt;br&gt; WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br&gt;
me:'shakes my head, i'm not a DHL.'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
oh ya, i'm still sleeping at 6am, worse still, 8am. i tried to turn in as early as 3am, butttt i'll only fall asleep at 6am. WHY? i need sleeping pills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115678741015738350?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115678741015738350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115678741015738350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/managerial-accounting-is-killer-what.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115657874673887911</id><published>2006-08-26T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:02.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="330" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqK-qcDEnqY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqK-qcDEnqY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="330" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
i'm not happy, i wanna cry. how i wish i could be there.&lt;br&gt;
i love glasshouse.&lt;br&gt;
i wanted to go back, i wanted to, aft my exams. but not anymore. boss you suck. you broke our glasshouse, my 2nd home. i miss those days, those happy days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115657874673887911?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115657874673887911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115657874673887911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-not-happy-i-wanna-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115627565057509318</id><published>2006-08-23T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:02.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cried to bed last night when i thought of the movie - CLICK.&lt;br&gt;
family comes first.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

i LOVE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


MUM. although i'm always complaining that she has no time for me, always breaking her promises and she doesnt love me. deep down i know, she loves me most. she gets me whatever i want(usually). she's the one who spoilt me. i'm treated like a princess at home. i dont even wash my own cup. i love you, mum. and shame on me, i dont even dare to say these words face-to-face to her, i'm SHY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



DADDY. we're always quarrelling over the slighest shit. he's always abusing me, verbally with his vulgarities. hes always working OT, acting like hes in mid 30s, daddy youre not so young. stop working. hahaha i love my daddy, he looks like santa claus.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



AH MA. i used to find my granny old dirty(sorry, i'm a clean freak), naggy &amp; childish and i dont really like her. but they say she loves me most. until that day she was admitted to hospital(bcus some idiots pushed her while shes boarding the bus),i cried a river. i'm so afraid of losing her. i'm always giving excuses for not visiting her. sometimes it hurts me so when she forgets my NAME &amp;amp; my bday, i know its all my fault(i cried &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;). i love you granny, i'll visit you soon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


GRANDMA &amp; GRANDPA. once again, they say grandma loves me most, oh man i'm so lovable. sunday, grandma told me her eyesight's failing and shes here just to see me. oh man i cried. i'll give you my eyes, grandma. my grandpa's old &amp;amp; senile but he's cute. i love them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


i'm so blessed &amp; fortunate, still, i cant help but to think of the bad side. dear god, please dont take any of them away from me. i've done my reflections and i'll change to be a better person, i'll learn to be one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

i shall:&lt;br&gt;

visit my granny, grandma &amp;amp; grandpa;&lt;br&gt;

wash my cup;&lt;br&gt;

learn how to boil water;&lt;br&gt;

teach my bro amaths;&lt;br&gt;

stop quarrelling w mum &amp; dad;&lt;br&gt;

save money;&lt;br&gt;

study &amp;amp; work hard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;












i tried.&lt;br&gt;
i couldnt recall what ive studied, so that means i've done nth these few days. ive an empty brain. anything that goes in, comes out. omg i'm so dead. i believe i can work better under stress(yea right). mayb i'm fated to be last minute kinda person. hopefully, i'm right! my bodyclock went haywire and i'm like sleeping from 6am to 6pm everyday. i cant adjust back, i need help! timecheck: its 4.40am now. and ive been staring blankly 3 whole hours at my managerial accounting notes. why cant i just concentrate and study like those hardworking muggers? i wanna be a mugger, i want to study! screams. i need to push myself, so hard till i fall. yes, i need some motivation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;long long way to go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115627565057509318?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115627565057509318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115627565057509318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cried-to-bed-last-night-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115607426673766693</id><published>2006-08-20T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:02.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>15mins ago, i almost died coughing. i tried to spit that phlegm outta my throat, so badly that i almost threw up everything i ate(not as if i ate alot). so badly that i couldnt breathe for that instant, my heart's pumping so fast for oxygen, my head's spinning, my whole fam worried sick, i was tearing, perspiring &amp; panting. i felt as if i'm dying. till now, i still cant stop coughing. oh please, forfuckingsake, kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115607426673766693?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115607426673766693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115607426673766693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/15mins-ago-i-almost-died-coughing.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115599621193864993</id><published>2006-08-19T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:01.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello folks, i'm alive &amp; kicking. though i'm still as sick(or maybe worse), i'm not dead yet! night studying(or gossiping, i wonder) at the airport was great. although i couldnt rem what ive studied yday(short-term memory), but at least i tried. 2 more weeks to hols!(i skipped the exams part) HAHAHA. saw familiar faces - fellow muggers from tp, more tonight. join me at the airport :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;i&gt;We built it up,&lt;br&gt;
To watch it fall.&lt;br&gt;
Like we meant nothing at all.&lt;br&gt;
I gave and gave the best of me,&lt;br&gt;
But couldn't give you what you need.&lt;br&gt;
You walked away,&lt;br&gt;
You stole my life,&lt;br&gt;
Just to find what your looking for.&lt;br&gt;
But no matter how I try,&lt;br&gt;
I can't hate you anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115599621193864993?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115599621193864993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115599621193864993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-folks-im-alive-kicking.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115583542208314206</id><published>2006-08-18T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:01.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;the diff. between a DHL &amp; a stupid me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
me: i did so badly for my class test 2! i did quite well for test 1 though(whining)&lt;br&gt;
DHL: oh is it?&lt;br&gt;
DHL: mine's directly opposite! i did badly for test 1 and much better for test 2&lt;br&gt;
me: OH? so, what did you get for test 1?(being KPO as usual)&lt;br&gt;
DHL: 35/40&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
WA LAU. i got 35 for test 1 too please. i'm happy with a 35/40. WTH. am i easily contented or what? one of them got so freaking upset abt getting a B+ for coursework. i dont see anything bad abt having B+ man, i ve plenty of Bs btw. se-ri-ous-ly, i dont know what the hell are the DHLs thinking mannn. yea my class is super competitive, all my tutors said so. i've got the no.2 ranking of the whole biz cohort in my class, plus 6DHLs and &gt;75% of the class with GPA at least 3. i feel so dumb in this class. anyw its the last day of sch tmr - only lecture for me, and yes i am gg. sad to say, tmr will be the 3rd &amp; last time i'm gg for this lect for the entire sem. and i'll miss my class. they are nice ppl :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

so its no more fun for ms denise chan. i'm so gonna study for my exams(5 pprs please). i'm missing the airport. most of my classmates(muggers &amp;amp; slackers) have started since last week. DATE ME OUT AFT 1ST SEPT! you can still ask me out though, to study perhaps?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY BELATED 19th BIRTHDAY, CAROL&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY BELATED 19th BIRTHDAY, WEIYE&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY, DILYS&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;stop bitching abt me, i dont even know you peeps (roll, roll, roll my eyes - my eyeballs are dropping). ohh, mayb you guys are great stalkers too. talk to me if you wanna be my friend, i am harmless please, if not just SHUT :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;i love my precious friends, i really do - yes, every single one of you :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;i am not happy, long way to be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115583542208314206?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115583542208314206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115583542208314206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/diff.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115562448702462461</id><published>2006-08-15T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:00.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so, i didnt go to sch today. i'm running away from my test, giving myself plenty of excuses for not gg to sch. i'm always lying to myself to feel better. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;the devil: youre sick what!,&lt;br&gt;
furthermore, its raining so heavily, &lt;br&gt;
and you didnt study so its pointless to go&lt;br&gt;
me: but i wanna get the test questions &amp; ans&lt;br&gt;
the devil: you can photocopy tmr&lt;br&gt;
me: i wanna learn even if i dont know how to do&lt;br&gt;
the devil: its useless man, you dont even understand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and so, i gave in.&lt;br&gt;
i'm afraid of failure you see. i'm afraid of rejection. afraid of this &amp; that, practically everything. okay, go ahead and laugh, you assholes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i'm feeling worse as each day goes by. (today's day 11 mind you) coughing my lungs out, choking myself to tears, and now my nose's running at 813261391litres per hour. hopefully, my mum will not work OT and bring me to the doc's at night. if not, i shall just continue waiting till i cough to death.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115562448702462461?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115562448702462461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115562448702462461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-so-i-didnt-go-to-sch-today.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115556892993044358</id><published>2006-08-14T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:41:00.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>terribly sick.&lt;br&gt;
so sick of everything.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
so unproductive once again. i tried to study for my test tmr, but i cant. i'm too sick to study. dont expect me to think when i cant even breathe properly. i can picture mr leong's cocky face with that bo chap attitude - youre stupid. oh no, i'm seriously not stupid. ive brains. HAHAHA. i'm dreading sch tmr. i can picture everybody ard me doing the &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; ppr so confidently and me, sitting there - stoning with the BIG QUESTION MARK face. sucha bugger subject. i dont like it as much now, cus i did quite badly for one of my test - a 27.5/40 with 7.5 penalty marks bcus of 1 careless mistake. its called bcus-you-did-badly-once-you-will-fail-this-subj phobia. i need my confidence level back.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ohh that was all crap! HAHAHAHA okay, back to my books. i cant afford to lose. i'm so far behind. i'm not in the DHL bubble, and i'll nv be. although i kept reminding myself that results arent impt but still who wants to be BOTTOM in class? so far ive got Bpluses for my coursework &amp; projs. saddening. if ppl can do it, so can i :) its pretty obvious that i'm still in denial. AHHHHHHHH GO DENISE GO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;cough cough cough&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115556892993044358?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115556892993044358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115556892993044358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/terribly-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115527425953707666</id><published>2006-08-11T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:59.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORLDPEACE.&lt;br&gt;
Please end everything. Accommodate &amp; compromise. we learnt that dont we? if theres sth we can do to make you her him us them happy, why not? life's about sacrifices, and the world is never fair. i dont know what i can do now and i know crying is not the best way out. but it just hurts me so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115527425953707666?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115527425953707666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115527425953707666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/worldpeace.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115514126061244982</id><published>2006-08-10T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:49.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Blue Jaz &lt;i&gt;partII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_3987.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_3987.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_3986.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_3986.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4003.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_3988.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_3988.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;i wan this prettay lamp!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;our food:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4017.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4017.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4018.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4018.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4019.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4019.5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4020.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4020.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the 2 queens.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4014.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4014.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_3996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_3996.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_3998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_3998.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4006%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4006%281%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;apology not accepted, rina!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4022.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;lin's bday celebration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4037.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY. clifton is sucha sweeeeet boyfriend mannn.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4027.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4038.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4047.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;class photo:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4067.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;top: &lt;i&gt;sr, saw(hougang daidee king), clif&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;bottom: &lt;i&gt;alv, harris, zx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;missing: &lt;i&gt;kayong, clyve, ws&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is damn gay please&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4056%281%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4056%281%29.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;look at peter! he's always doing this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4059%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4059%281%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;P***** LEE EE SIEW, MY BESTFRIEND CLAIMS THAT SHE'S ALWAYS STUDYING, NOT SLEEPING OR WATCHING TV. HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_4040%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_4040%281%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;10years and still counting. i love you amy :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY BELATED 19th BIRTHDAY PEIQI.&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY CHLOE.&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY NATIONAL DAY PPL :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/fish%20n%20co.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/fish%20n%20co.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;i celebrated last year's national day at fish&amp;co. i was deployed alfresco then, tgt with joyce. went to the toilet 813613913times to tie that stupid scarf, queued for my face to be painted(while working), went to look at fireworks while taking orders halfway. HAHAHA. awww i miss fish&amp;co.&lt;br&gt;
BOO. i didnt manage to watch NDP this year, i didnt get to sing the national anthem either.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;walk away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;It hurts my soul&lt;br&gt;
Cause I can't let go&lt;br&gt;
All these walls are caving in&lt;br&gt;
I can't stop my suffering&lt;br&gt;
I hate to show that I've lost control&lt;br&gt;
Cause I&lt;br&gt;
I keep going right back&lt;br&gt;
To the one thing that I need, Oh&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm about to break&lt;br&gt;
And I can't stop this ache&lt;br&gt;
I'm addicted to your allure&lt;br&gt;
And I'm fiendin' for a cure&lt;br&gt;
Every step I take&lt;br&gt;
Leads to one mistake&lt;br&gt;
I keep going right back&lt;br&gt;
To the one thing that I need, Oh&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I can't mend&lt;br&gt;
This torn state I'm in&lt;br&gt;
Getting nothing in return&lt;br&gt;
What did I do to deserve&lt;br&gt;
The pain of this slow burn&lt;br&gt;
And everywhere I turn&lt;br&gt;
I keep going right back&lt;br&gt;
To the one thing that I need to walk away from&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I say&lt;br&gt;
I need to get away from ya&lt;br&gt;
I need to walk away from ya&lt;br&gt;
Get away, walk away, walk away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115514126061244982?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115514126061244982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115514126061244982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/blue-jaz-partii-i-wan-this-prettay_10.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115463060219707326</id><published>2006-08-04T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:49.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ignore my previous post please. it was all rubbish. mayb it wasnt. mayb my brain wasnt functioning well at that point of time. mayb i was so troubled then and i just had to let it all out. but still, thanks to those who smsed or questioned me abt my last entry. i knew you ppl cared and i love you guys. i am perfectly alright! se-ri-ous. HAHAHA. not into depression yet. anyw whats new right? i'm always sad and grumpy. i vexed over the slightest thing - currently my pimples. LIKE WHY. i wonder why. can you please grow at ppl's face and not mine? alright stop being mean and evil, denise! I'M VERY VERY EVIL. my heart is BLACK. i eat cockroaches.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
celebrated my dearest darling aug's 19th birthday at our new found place - haji lane; &lt;b&gt;BLU JAZ CAFE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY AUG :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN1647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN1647.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN1645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN1645.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN1580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN1580.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN1587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN1587.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN1596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN1596.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN1613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN1613.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my mummy; my maid; me and my maid's daughter. we miss you siew!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN1614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN1614.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN1648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN1648.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;everybody&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN1622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN1622.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;lotsa love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/PRETTY%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/PRETTY%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;pretty pretty painting&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
wednesday night was partying at momo. boo old crowd.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN15570058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN15570058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN15620060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN15620060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/angel%20%26%20me.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/angel%20%26%20me.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN15740068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN15740068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN15680065.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN15680065.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Aug%20angel%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Aug%20angel%20me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN15630061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN15630061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Angel%20me%20aug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Angel%20me%20aug.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/%5B1%5D.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/%5B1%5D.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN157200671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN157200671.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;screams denise is not fat, denise is very fat!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN15780072.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN15780072.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;and we happened to see shaun &amp; jan(my classmates) at momo. BOO. i skipped sch on thurs. NO SABOTAGE PLEASE. i'll be going to sch tmr. i said i'll but i didnt say i'm. HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
its yilin's celebration tmr.&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY CHARLENE CHAN YILIN.&lt;br&gt;
chan ppl are mighty!&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY CARRIE.&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY ZIHAO.&lt;br&gt;
LOVE LOVE :)&lt;br&gt;
more birthday celebrations to come.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115463060219707326?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115463060219707326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115463060219707326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/ignore-my-previous-post-please.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115445069382235973</id><published>2006-08-02T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:48.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its unfair. its always unfair FULLSTOP. go figure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i'm not being truthful to myself, i cant. my posts are shit. i dont open up easily, i'll bury everything deep down in my heart. nobody understands me. nobody will. nobody cares. whos reading anyw. notice that i haven been whining all these while? i am trying so hard to be happy. no more depressing entries, no more suicidal thoughts and no i dont abuse myself anymore.&lt;br&gt;
i repeat - whos reading anyw. i dont know who i m gonna turn to when i need someone anymore. mum: always working working &amp; working. siew: forever watching tv or sleeping early. rina: asking me to call other ppl or ask me to die. jing: i'm so scared i'll irritate the hell outta her. the rest: too busy for me? yeaaa i'm just one insignificant shit. i'm used to crying alone anyw. nope, i'm not a pathetic loner. i'm independent. tell me who? who can stand my whinings? i cant stand myself either. HA HA HA HAHA HA HA HA HA. i'm perfectly sane. HAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
so you ppl think that its cool not to reply smses right? i shall ve my sweet revenge someday. okay this is random. but still, please reply me cus i always do. be it an OK or THANKS. forgoodness sake dont tell me you ppl cant even afford 5cents please. its damn rude for not replying okay? OKAY! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115445069382235973?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115445069382235973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115445069382235973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-unfair.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115436013084463281</id><published>2006-07-31T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:48.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm the unluckiest person alive.&lt;br&gt;
1. the previous post was shit. i had lotsa work to do.&lt;br&gt;
2. i couldnt find my tutor for the entire day.(alright i begged my classmate to wait for her while i went home to sleep. HAHAHA thanks so much, i appreciate that)&lt;br&gt;
3. i wanted to email my tutor but my comp died on me thurs night. thanks jing. i called everyone i thought of, i cant stop whining and bugging them.&lt;br&gt;
4. i woke up at 7am on fri morn wanting to check my mails but i found noone to check for me. thanks siew.&lt;br&gt;
5. i'm bleeding at 12741811litres per hour.&lt;br&gt;
6. my comp revived on sunday night.(boohoo i cant get a new comp/lappy, how unlucky!)
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i survive 4days 3nights w/o my comp. i had plenty of rest, my birdnest and good food. last proj submission today :) YEAH. i'm so free now, shaking legs counting down to my normal bedtime 3am.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
celebrated carrie's 18th at pasta cafe. great ambience nice food, and i am broke.
happy pre 18th carrie! please behave like an 18 you silly. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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i'm so blessed to ve such great 'colleagues', one year plus friendship and counting :) caught the lake house aft the dinner. the show was okay, too beautiful. i hate beautiful endings. it wont happen in reality please. i didnt tear at all. holy shit. still, i am not a sadist!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
keane - somewhere only we know&lt;br&gt;
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i know where i stand, no where!&lt;br&gt;
i'll be happy, i'll be contented w what i ve. i'll be good i'll be nice. what the heck, i'm always good and nice! HAHAHA. i'll try to love myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115436013084463281?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115436013084463281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115436013084463281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-unluckiest-person-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115385354886259493</id><published>2006-07-26T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:47.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just ONE CLICK ON MY MOUSE - SEND and i'm done with my last FA proj.&lt;br&gt;
yea financial analysis baby, i can be a good analyst! i gonna submit my part to my dearest groupmate later, when the deadline is on 31st which is next monday. efficient shit! woohoo. i had a hard time dealing with my semi-dead auto-shut comp, saving my documents every sentence i typed. HOPEFULLY nth goes wrong and now i'm waiting to compare my ratios with another grp. anyw i feel like crying, tears of joy mann i am so tired and i can faint any moment. haven been sleeping well for this whole month. Even mom &amp; sis commented on my pale face and darkrings. i gonna feed myself birdnest(i haven been having that for weeks) and good food(i had gastric for the past few weeks).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
goodnews, my last ppr ends on the 1st sept which means i'll ve my hols from 2nd to 13th b4 my SIP starts. OVERSEAS ANYONE? i feel like gg BANGKOK(chatuchak's closing ppl) OR KL OR HONGKONG!&lt;br&gt;
and now the bad, i ve 5pprs! ROAR.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
MOVIES/KBOX/SENTOSA/PARTY ANYONE? :)&lt;br&gt;
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a pat on my shoulders, great job denise - ive sent my part.&lt;br&gt;
done finally done.&lt;br&gt;
TIME for some beauty sleeeeeep.&lt;br&gt;
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oh ya, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHAUN.&lt;br&gt;
and now, ive to think of excuses(yes ive ran outta excuses) for not attending his party tmr. argh such a bugger. i can picture those two shit asses isaac &amp; jan screaming at me. screams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115385354886259493?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115385354886259493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115385354886259493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-one-click-on-my-mouse-send-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115375588061606100</id><published>2006-07-24T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:46.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while everybody's(fish&amp;co) partying at DXO, i cant help feeling how bad it is to stay at home just bcus i am not invited! i'm actually but ive no ticket. so much for waiting for one whole year for staff party. thats the main reason we held on to the job till now - free flow &amp; partying. seeing faz and zul(when my bus passed him), calls from ricky &amp; fariza made me miss fish&amp;co. even more. i miss working but i dont wanna go back there anymore. no recognition please. i feel so terrible now. ive lost somewhere i called home(2nd home). anyw i'm happy not to see that bugger tonight. time to move on finally, goodbye my longest job.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
anyw its ghost fest later(12 midnight). be careful everybody. try not to stay out late please(although i always do). though i'm a free thinker, but still you know you know - i can sensed it(mayb i am crazy or oversensitive). 2months of ghost fest! temple anyone? i need crosses amulets garlics bibles prayers everything la.&lt;br&gt;
AMEN.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115375588061606100?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115375588061606100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115375588061606100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/while-everybodysfishco-partying-at-dxo.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115363973328424273</id><published>2006-07-23T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:46.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you &amp; you(you guys shud know who) ruined my day yday.&lt;br&gt;
me: hey nv see you for so long.(trying to be friendly as always)&lt;br&gt;
***: so?&lt;br&gt;
me: STOP SKIPPING LECTURES.(joking manner)&lt;br&gt;
***: then?&lt;br&gt;
screams.&lt;br&gt;
NO MORE BEING KIND, DENISE.&lt;br&gt;
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anyw chalet was great.&lt;br&gt;
i am the door girl please.&lt;br&gt;
i love sleeping w/o pillows w/o blanket and with all ppl(ask me and i will tell you who) ard me snoring loudly.&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY MR P. LIM AH GUA.(belated present okay)&lt;br&gt;
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HAPPY BELATED 19th BIRTHDAY WEELING.&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY ERIC.(p-p-peg g-g-gas s-s-sus)&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY 2*th BIRTHDAY TO MY STEFANIE SUN.&lt;br&gt;
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NO MORE fish&amp;co. staff party becus i haven been working for 2 whole months.(those kuku HQ ppl checked our payroll)&lt;br&gt;
wth. roll eyes please&lt;br&gt;
anyw i am too busy to go. BOO.&lt;br&gt;
YOU SUCK BIG TIME MR R CHEW (SACK ME PLEASE).&lt;br&gt;

tons of work to do today.&lt;br&gt;
last project finally.&lt;br&gt;
go denise go!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115363973328424273?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115363973328424273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115363973328424273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-youyou-guys-shud-know-who-ruined.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115348562400160757</id><published>2006-07-21T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:45.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its just a beautiful dream or rather a terrible nightmare.&lt;br&gt;
i need a brainwash.&lt;br&gt;
oh mannn mayb i should forget everything.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115348562400160757?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115348562400160757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115348562400160757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-just-beautiful-dream-or-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115315133909319813</id><published>2006-07-17T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:44.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>change of blogskin woohoo.&lt;br&gt;
A BIG THANKYOU or rather 147146192BIG THANKYOUS TO TALENTED PRO AH GUA.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;pomata. maybe gold is the colour® says:&lt;/b&gt;   please blog about me&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;DENISE:&lt;/b&gt; blog tonight&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;pomata. maybe gold is the colour® says:&lt;/b&gt;   wow&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;pomata. maybe gold is the colour® says:&lt;/b&gt;   cant't believe i am such a pro&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;pomata. maybe gold is the colour® says:&lt;/b&gt;   GU NIANG&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;pomata. maybe gold is the colour® says:&lt;/b&gt;   i spent hours doing it&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;pomata. maybe gold is the colour® says:&lt;/b&gt;   one thank you&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;DENISE says:&lt;/b&gt;   HAHAHA 18947161461THANKYOUS&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;pomata. maybe gold is the colour® says:&lt;/b&gt;   please buy me an expensive present&lt;br&gt;
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END OF TOPIC.&lt;br&gt;
walau i knew it! MOTIVE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;thats talented handsome ah gua for you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115315133909319813?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115315133909319813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115315133909319813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/change-of-blogskin-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115298827881772907</id><published>2006-07-16T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:44.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my comp is so fuck up and its gg to die.&lt;br&gt;
please dont die on me esp these few weeks.&lt;br&gt;
project month forgoodness sake.&lt;br&gt;
i am so fucking broke and ive decided to work in aug aft having 2whole months of hols(from work).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;reasons being:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
1. i am broke&lt;br&gt;
2. they miss me hell lot&lt;br&gt;
3. i miss them too&lt;br&gt;
4. i miss cursing &amp; swearing at those customers&lt;br&gt;
5. i miss ricky's scoldings &amp;amp; sweeping&lt;br&gt;
yes i am still a lowly paid 4.50 per hour fisherian.&lt;br&gt;
i'm so looking fwd to staff party at DXO on the 24th! woohoo.&lt;br&gt;
its a bloody monday bcus its cheap! stingy ass. i gonna make my boss drunk and whack him upside down or mayb i can rob him.&lt;br&gt;
anyw i heard glasshouse is haunted w a fam of ghosts so may god bless me as the 7th month is coming bahh. i knew it man i can sensed it i had goosebumps. esp when i swept or change in upstairs private room. and that dark back staircase. freaky isnt it? pay me 2bucks and i'll bring you on a glasshouse ghost hunt. nvm, i shall bring my cross and hang 100garlics round my neck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

life's great! i love projects and tests NOT.&lt;br&gt;
my projmates are efficient shit and we could finish the entire proj within 3-4 days man. applause please.&lt;br&gt;
i'm so fucking broke.&lt;br&gt;
i am a poor sad &amp; fat girl.&lt;br&gt;
for these whole 2months, mummy has been paying for my concession and some of my shopping stuff.&lt;br&gt;
me: mum i saw a _____ and i like it. i know you love me. do u wanna buy for me?&lt;br&gt;
mum: i am broke.&lt;br&gt;
i feel bad for conning my sis to share w me some of those stuff i want by making her to pay part of it.&lt;br&gt;
me: eh i saw _____ so prettay, and it suits you. i am so broke lets share!&lt;br&gt;
sis: ok.&lt;br&gt;
OR&lt;br&gt;
me: next time u use my things you gonna pay me 2bucks.&lt;br&gt;
sis: really ah.&lt;br&gt;
me: if not i sell it to you okay? since youre my sis, i shall give you 70% off.&lt;br&gt;
silly sis.&lt;br&gt;
i'll ve my retribution. boo.&lt;br&gt;
i love them still.&lt;br&gt;
yes i shall work to lighten my mum's burden, to stop conning my sis, to be a better person, to stop behaving like i am the richest girl on earth and to make my bankbook looks nicer with those credits and debits.&lt;br&gt;
but i know my spending will exceed my pay for sure.&lt;br&gt;
at least, its better than spending and earning nth.&lt;br&gt;
as a banking &amp; finance student, i encourage all of you to save b4 you spend and to plan for your future!(just like what i am doing)&lt;br&gt;
so mayb few mths down the road, i'll be a rich girl NANANANA again!&lt;br&gt;
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cant wait to party my ass off.&lt;br&gt;
i wanna be drunk(not dead-drunk) and forget my misery.&lt;br&gt;
so many things i wanna say but no i wont.&lt;br&gt;
hahaha haha hahaha haha (*singing beep by pussycatdolls)&lt;br&gt;
i'm not a player, stop playing w me you sucker.&lt;br&gt;
till then, i miss my lovely fridays i miss fishy peeps i miss her him us them &amp; you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115298827881772907?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115298827881772907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115298827881772907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-comp-is-so-fuck-up-and-its-gg-to.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115245464074513281</id><published>2006-07-09T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:44.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;fri&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
HAPPY BDAY to dearest JING!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/prata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/prata.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;fulfilled her wish for having prata aft 194741123153days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/balloons.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;the room was filled with balloons &gt;100 of them.&lt;br&gt;pretty pretty.&lt;br&gt;
credits to eunice carol min &amp; lala!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/sweet%2016.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/sweet%2016.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/us.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/us.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/all%20in.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/all%20in.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;if only wei can stay out late, if only amy's there with us and everything will be perfect!&lt;br&gt;
hello we are sengkangrians :)&lt;br&gt;
see how much we love you, peng!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i've got my luck &lt;u&gt;BACK&lt;/u&gt; ppl!&lt;br&gt;
i am not the unlucky one anymore.&lt;br&gt;
GERMANY WON LAST NIGHT.&lt;br&gt;
so ITALY WILL WIN LATER!&lt;br&gt;
screams.&lt;br&gt;
PETER's the unlucky one!&lt;br&gt;
ohhh and its peter's bday tmr!&lt;br&gt;
happy bday peter ng wei sheng :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/PICT0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/PICT0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
hope you'll ve bday luck and win money tonight.&lt;br&gt;
we're supporting the same team btw.&lt;br&gt;
when the 2SUAYS MEET - GOD BLESS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
long way to happy.&lt;br&gt;
1month of hell torture.&lt;br&gt;
1proj submission per week.&lt;br&gt;
10/7: APEL portfolio&lt;br&gt;
13/7: BTM test2&lt;br&gt;
14/7: SAPM deadline&lt;br&gt;
20/7: CAC presentation&lt;br&gt;
21/7: MA deadline&lt;br&gt;
31/7: FA deadline&lt;br&gt;
god bless.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115245464074513281?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115245464074513281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115245464074513281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/fri-happy-bday-to-dearest-jing.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115178109791841094</id><published>2006-07-02T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:43.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;edited&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
THIS IS THE &lt;u&gt;WORST&lt;/u&gt; WORLDCUP EVER.&lt;br&gt;
NO SPAIN NO ARGENTINA NO ENGLAND &amp; NOW NO MORE BRAZIL.&lt;br&gt;
PENALTY SHOOTOUT SUCK TOTALLY.&lt;br&gt;
it wouldnt happen if rooney wasnt sent off.&lt;br&gt;
if beckham &amp; owen werent injured.&lt;br&gt;
if joe cole and aaron lennon werent sub out.&lt;br&gt;
if lampard can score at the penalty shootout.&lt;br&gt;
if crouch wasnt playing just now.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/crouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/crouch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;useless bugger beansprout longlegged creature CROUCH.&lt;br&gt;
he cant run for nuts &amp; he's insanely weak.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/lampard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/lampard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;another lousy LAMPARD&lt;br&gt;under-performed again please.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/uncle%20gerrard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/uncle%20gerrard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;uncle GERRARD&lt;br&gt;forgave you though you underperformed today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/joe%20cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/joe%20cole.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;JOE COLE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/rooney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/rooney.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;ROONEY! one of my fav player.&lt;br&gt;
i like his attitude best!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/my%20man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/my%20man.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/my%20man1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/my%20man1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;BECKHAM MY MAN.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
GOODBYE ENGLAND.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
oh man this is the worst worldcup ever.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;s&gt;and now, i am left with my last fav team to support - brazil!&lt;br&gt;
brazil vs france(shud be SPAIN though)now&lt;br&gt;
BRAZIL WILL.&lt;br&gt;
go kaka go ronaldo go adriano!&lt;br&gt;
thrash those stupid french!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
BRAZIL LOSE.&lt;br&gt;
so now i am thinking if i am the cursed one.&lt;br&gt;
or is it peter?!&lt;br&gt;
all teams - SPAIN ARGENTINA ENGLAND BRAZIL i ve supported lose.&lt;br&gt;
i am terribly upset.&lt;br&gt;
mayb i shudnt watch soccer anymore.&lt;br&gt;
OH MANNNNNN I AM SO SAD.&lt;br&gt;
MY BRAZIL, RONALDO KAKA ADRIANO CAFU ROBINHO.&lt;br&gt;
i hate those 4 teams left.&lt;br&gt;
so its the end of world cup :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115178109791841094?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115178109791841094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115178109791841094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/edited-this-is-worst-worldcup-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115169524993739428</id><published>2006-07-01T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:43.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;edited&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
BINGO. friday with the usuals with wei amy siew ws zx missing in action.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/all%20in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/all%20in.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/fridays.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/fridays.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/fridays1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/fridays1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/us.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/us.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/lovelies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/lovelies.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/rina%20%26%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/rina%20%26%20me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;ive such horrid teeth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/ROLLEYES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/ROLLEYES.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm good at rolling eyes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i'm watching ukraine vs italy now.&lt;br&gt;
ohh what a stupid LOSERS' MATCH.&lt;br&gt;
both shouldnt be in the Quarter-finals.(roll eyes)&lt;br&gt;
anyw ARGENTINA LOSE!&lt;br&gt;
dont cry for me argentinaaaaaa!&lt;br&gt;
two of my fav teams are gg home - spain &amp; argentina.&lt;br&gt;
damn those stupid germans &amp; french ppl.&lt;br&gt;
its so unfair all becus of the home ground shit &amp; stupid penalty shootout!&lt;br&gt;
the germans shouldnt win.&lt;br&gt;
the germans injured my goalkeeper and furthermore, messi aimar saviola didnt get to play their last match just now.&lt;br&gt;
i feel so sad for themmm.&lt;br&gt;
they played real well even though their not handsome.&lt;br&gt;
i'll cry for you argentina.&lt;br&gt;
i love argentinaaaaa.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/goalkeeper%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/goalkeeper%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;MY GOALKEEPER&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/messi%20tevez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/messi%20tevez.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;MESSI &amp; TEVEZ&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Riquelme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Riquelme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;RIQUELME&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/saviola1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/saviola1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;SAVIOLA&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/crespo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/crespo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;CRESPO&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
GOODBYE MY FAV TEAMMM.&lt;br&gt;
i lost my bet as well.&lt;br&gt;
and i gonna kiss andrew's ass becus germany won.&lt;br&gt;
go england go brazil.&lt;br&gt;
please thrash germany in the finals.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i'll end the post with:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/ws%20clif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/ws%20clif.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;PPL PLEASE VOTE FOR THESE TWO BIG HEAD CREATURES FELLOW SENGKANGRIANS - PETER NG WEISHENG &amp; CLIFTON LAM JIA HAO! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115169524993739428?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115169524993739428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115169524993739428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/07/edited-bingo.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115152382885444258</id><published>2006-06-29T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:43.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ve been skipping lectures since the very first day of school.&lt;br&gt;
lets say i ve 5 modules 5 lectures per week, and i ve so far attended 1 lecture fullstop. thats the end of this week.&lt;br&gt;
i am done w my project after redoing and editing and i so gonna fall asleep now.&lt;br&gt;
sch tmr at 9am but no, i am skipping lecture cus chloe's sick and not gg to sch.&lt;br&gt;
main reason for not gg for lecture is: becus i dont wanna sit alone.&lt;br&gt;
alright go ahead and call me stupid!( i am not, i got an A for this subj!)&lt;br&gt;
anyw the lecturer &amp; tutor are just as useless.(no pt reading directly from the notes la! i can read my own too man)&lt;br&gt;
i wont go to lectures alone cus ppl will be staring at you with their why-are-you-sitting-alone-as-if-you-ve-no-friends-and-you-so-pathetic faces.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
brazil won as expected and my fatty ronaldo scored.&lt;br&gt;
kaka when are u scoring for me?&lt;br&gt;
and i was so upset by the fact that SPAIN's out.&lt;br&gt;
i kept screaming in class and to anyone i see.&lt;br&gt;
NO MORE SPAIN NO MORE TORRES NO MORE RAUL NO MORE VILLA NO MORE!&lt;br&gt;
ROAR.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/torres1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/torres1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
TORRES my boy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/villa%20david.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/villa%20david.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
VILLA boyfriend no.2&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/SPAIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/SPAIN.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
SPAIN.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
its okay brazil will thrash france.&lt;br&gt;
PPL SAY GOODBYE TO FRANCE.&lt;br&gt;
i swear NO MORE skipping of lectures starting from next week.&lt;br&gt;
NO MORE, well mayb except fridays.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115152382885444258?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115152382885444258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115152382885444258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-ve-been-skipping-lectures-since-very.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115124771252941692</id><published>2006-06-25T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:42.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there goes my &lt;u&gt;LAST&lt;/u&gt; 2weeks of hols!&lt;br&gt;
still, i am glad ive spent my hols well, meeting up with the usual sengkangrians, fellow mutants, those kukus and my dearest colleagues! :)&lt;br&gt;
so its back slogging mugging tutorials tests projs and exams again la!&lt;br&gt;
as usual i ve spent my friday with the sengkangrians and we caught&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/just%20my%20luck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/just%20my%20luck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
mcfly's just so cute la.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
saturday was spent with my colleagues - joyce carrie mel matt johan nick.&lt;br&gt;
it'll be perfect if cheena boy beng and doreen's there with us.&lt;br&gt;
we had fish&amp;co. at wheelocks.(speaking of which, i'm still waiting for that fatass johan to send me the food pics)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/24-06-06_1657.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/24-06-06_1657.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;i know i know my hair is  sucha spoiler but its okay!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/24-06-06_1852.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/24-06-06_1852.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
despite my screamings and whinings of STRICTLY NO PHOTOTAKING TODAY WITH MY SHITTY HAIR, everybody just simply ignores me. great job ppl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i am proud to say i'm done with my project part(1 outta 4projs) and monday's tutorial.&lt;br&gt;
so now, i am shaking legs watching england vs ecuador.(online webby is laggy shit) go england gooooo.&lt;br&gt;
end of hols also means no more late nights 3am matches for me.&lt;br&gt;
speaking of worldcup, argentina won last night woohoo.&lt;br&gt;
i knew they'll win!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/messi%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/messi%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;MESSI&lt;/b&gt; - hes so short &amp; cute please.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
go beckham go rooney go england go!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115124771252941692?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115124771252941692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115124771252941692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/06/there-goes-my-last-2weeks-of-hols.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115099779403909807</id><published>2006-06-23T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:41.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MS hongkong cafe&lt;br&gt;
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pretttay ms soh and my fugly hair(gosh cant believe i am actually brave enough to post the pics up)&lt;br&gt;
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ms MIA gua &amp; kuku me.&lt;br&gt;
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they're beautiful, its true.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN2581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN2581.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/DSCN2577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/DSCN2577.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
pictures taken longgg ago.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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forever closing my eyes.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/dblO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/dblO.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
double O&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/dblO1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/dblO1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i'm ugly &amp; fat.&lt;br&gt;
grow pleaseeeee grow hair grow.&lt;br&gt;
yes wrong hairstyle = image ruined.&lt;br&gt;
iguana next week with them plus eme! may my hair grow 0.5cm by then.&lt;br&gt;
i am not making a big fuss.&lt;br&gt;
nobody knows what i am feeling right now - terribly bad.&lt;br&gt;
i need my self esteem back.&lt;br&gt;
can i skip sch for the next few weeeeeks?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
go kaka go! go ronaldo go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115099779403909807?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115099779403909807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115099779403909807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/06/ms-hongkong-cafe-pretttay-ms-soh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115090923178446334</id><published>2006-06-22T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:41.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*chants&lt;br&gt;
i wanna watch soccer i wanna watch soccer i wanna watch soccer!&lt;br&gt;
i cant watch it online anymore! HOLY SHIT. bangs head hard on the table.&lt;br&gt;
anybody wanna let me stay in your hse for the next few weeks? PRETTAY PLEASE.&lt;br&gt;
i dont wanna watch it at the coffeeshops/macdonalds w lao kok kok old kuku uncles thankyouverymuch.&lt;br&gt;
Torres is gorgeous. i like kaka and of cus beckham :)&lt;br&gt;
ronaldo is still as cute la. hahaa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/torres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/torres.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;SPAIN 9. TORRES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;ENGLAND 7. BECKHAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
awww. i am meltingggg! HOTTTT.&lt;br&gt;
go spain go! go argentina go! go denise go!&lt;br&gt;
please buck up england czechs &amp; brazil. PLEASEEE.&lt;br&gt;
ohh can someone teach me how to bet? hahaha.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;s&gt;I FEEL SO FUCKING INFERIOR WITH MY SHITTY HAIRSTYLE MY FATS AND MY PIMPLES.&lt;br&gt;
GOSH. I AM SO TERRIBLY UPSET.&lt;br&gt;
I DONT WANNA STEP OUTTA MY HSE.&lt;br&gt;
I WANT MY FLAWLESS SKIN MY HAIR BACK.&lt;br&gt;
I WANNA LOSE 10KGs.&lt;br&gt;
I AM SO UGLY AND NOBODY CARES ABT ME.&lt;br&gt;
STOP TELLING THAT I AM FUGLY I AM FAT. I KNOW THAT.&lt;br&gt;
OH JUST SHUT UP.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115090923178446334?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115090923178446334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115090923178446334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/06/chants-i-wanna-watch-soccer-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115035774781342829</id><published>2006-06-15T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:40.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY HOLS PEOPLE :)&lt;br&gt;
its my hols like finaaaaaally.&lt;br&gt;
my last hols.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;tues&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
towned in the aft w the girls and i caught XMEN(i know i am slow) at night.&lt;br&gt;
i am a good class6 mutant man!&lt;br&gt;
hello ppl i ve decided to get that red polka dot bag.&lt;br&gt;
anddd i miss that pretty pretty v exp mirror.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;wed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
went to toa payoh HDB HUB in the morn just for that stupid less than 10 mins interview.&lt;br&gt;
yes my mum brought me there.&lt;br&gt;
dont call me a spoilt child, i know that!&lt;br&gt;
and i am not a mummy's girl!&lt;br&gt;
my mum chose to report to work in the aft. (as if she owns that co. and my mum is the real pon pon queeeen)
back to HDB HUB.&lt;br&gt;
its freaking big and i lost my way.&lt;br&gt;
i took the wrong lifts thrice forgoodness sake!&lt;br&gt;
anyw i got the job at UOB call centre.&lt;br&gt;
awwwww i dont know if i should be happy.&lt;br&gt;
its an hour long bus journey but i'm lucky to ve a straight bus there.&lt;br&gt;
working hours are long, 9am - 6.30pm please!&lt;br&gt;
furthermore, toa payoh is so outta the way! how to shop aft work?&lt;br&gt;
but still i think its kinda cool to work in banks la.&lt;br&gt;
esp when there's a large no. of ppl(banking&amp;finance, hr&amp;finance, marketing&amp;finance, accounting&amp;finance) vying for placements.&lt;br&gt;
so people, you can call my hotline and chat w me during my SIP.&lt;br&gt;
HAHAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
apologies to my dearest colleagues:&lt;br&gt;
i am so sorry for not turning up again and i really miss you guys plenty la.&lt;br&gt;
clubbing next week perhaps?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
back to sch work.&lt;br&gt;
my projmates arent gg to meet up during the hols.&lt;br&gt;
they ignored me when i questioned abt meeting up.&lt;br&gt;
sighs. KISSING GOODBYE TO As again.&lt;br&gt;
we ve a deadline on the 1st week when sch starts and 4projs untouched.&lt;br&gt;
and our share prices are dropping like maddddd.&lt;br&gt;
seriously i ve no idea whats up w them.&lt;br&gt;
fine go ahead w your overseas trip, worldcup and whatever excuses man!&lt;br&gt;
i shant be bothered.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
everything has been great so far.(minus the proj part)&lt;br&gt;
tonight's double O.&lt;br&gt;
friday's potluck dinner.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;PEOPLE PLEASE BE AT DOR'S HSE BY 7PM :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my grandma's cooking curry(thankyou v much) and i ve to travel all the way to amk to collect it.&lt;br&gt;
so amy if you happen to see this you better come man, if not i will SCREAMMMMMMMM.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
oh ya.&lt;br&gt;
its my last hols people so i am not gonna work.&lt;br&gt;
HELLO&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;carrie joyce mel johan nick beng&lt;/b&gt;(if you happen to see this), meet up please. sentosa/movies/fish&amp;co.?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;siz grace eme&lt;/b&gt; lets meet up too! how abt next thurs? when grace's back in sg?&lt;br&gt;
the &lt;b&gt;sengkangrians&lt;/b&gt;(hello aug&amp;hong u guys are sengkangrians too please): prata night, gym, swimming and i wanna cut my hair pleaseeee. my fridays will always be yours.&lt;br&gt;
and to my &lt;b&gt;fellow mutants&lt;/b&gt;: i wanna watch garfield, any movies will do!&lt;br&gt;
you guys are pawns cus i am class6 WAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;SO DATE ME OUT PEOPLE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
alright enough said.&lt;br&gt;
time to take a nap and its party time tonight :) :) :) :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115035774781342829?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115035774781342829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115035774781342829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-hols-people-its-my-hols-like_15.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115021273212044703</id><published>2006-06-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:39.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sFi4teh9PzQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sFi4teh9PzQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;best video of the year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115021273212044703?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115021273212044703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115021273212044703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/06/best-video-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-115003555782154543</id><published>2006-06-11T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:38.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ve one last paper to go anddddd its my hols aft monday 2pm!&lt;br&gt;
woohoo.&lt;br&gt;
two of my friday pprs were so screwed, goodbye As oh just shut up!&lt;br&gt;
i doubt i can enjoy myself much during hols.&lt;br&gt;
i still ve to worry abt my projects and SIP interview which is on wed.&lt;br&gt;
mayb i am lucky to be shortlisted for the interview.&lt;br&gt;
but its darn far - toa payoh UOB call centre!(where the hell is toa payoh)&lt;br&gt;
mayb i shud just screw up the whole interview!&lt;br&gt;
i dont wish to be a call operator for 3months man.&lt;br&gt;
sighs.&lt;br&gt;
i am so not in the mood to study for my last paper!&lt;br&gt;
i was trying so hard to get outta my hse yday.&lt;br&gt;
jing's such a good influence yday, asking me to stay at home to s-t-u-d-y?!&lt;br&gt;
siew went for malay wedding dinner.(how come so many of your friends are getting married?)&lt;br&gt;
so in the end i went town w ah gua.&lt;br&gt;
he pon NS w/o having his hair shaved.&lt;br&gt;
ohh its ah guang's international friendship day yday!&lt;br&gt;
he's so damn popular(yea right), meeting his friends everywhere he goes.&lt;br&gt;
yday was soccer at ah gua's hse w andrew &amp; eug. (yea, i ran away from home)&lt;br&gt;
though i am not a soccer person, at least i managed to stay wide awake yday night.&lt;br&gt;
better than those stupid sleepy ah guas!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my parents are selfish ppl thats why they gave birth to a selfish girl like me.&lt;br&gt;
they expect me to stay at home rotting alone w/o realising they ve neglected me for the past few months.&lt;br&gt;
OTs OTs and OTs.&lt;br&gt;
how i wish my mum can be a housewife or best still Tai Tai.&lt;br&gt;
and how i wish my daddy can stopped abusing me verbally w all his vulgarities.&lt;br&gt;
he should be glad that i didnt master that or got that from his genes man.&lt;br&gt;
i kept my cool, i didnt even bother to scold him the F word.&lt;br&gt;
yes we quarrelled and i turned my whole room upside down and drank my birdnest.&lt;br&gt;
alright i am sorry for throwing tantrums. seriously i cant helped it!&lt;br&gt;
anyw everything is ok this morn.&lt;br&gt;
andddddd bcus of all these shit, daddy strike 4d at night.&lt;br&gt;
all thanks to me!&lt;br&gt;
anyw i ve told them i shall go back to work(at least i dont ve to come home early) if all these shit happen again.&lt;br&gt;
its either you let me work or let me go anywhere i want mannnnnn!&lt;br&gt;
my home is not a home anymore, its more like a hotel, worse still - a jail!&lt;br&gt;
i miss home cooked food.&lt;br&gt;
i ve been eating maggi mee and packed food for the past few weeks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-115003555782154543?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115003555782154543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/115003555782154543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-ve-one-last-paper-to-go-anddddd-its.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114956653065673326</id><published>2006-06-06T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:38.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my no. 401 post.&lt;br&gt;
i think managerial accounting is ok.&lt;br&gt;
my ans are mostly correct aft comparing w those smart ass DHLs in my class.&lt;br&gt;
so i want an A please.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i went out w my mum sis &amp; bro. aft 01457156112812days?! happy family haahhaa.&lt;br&gt;
i bought my bro's belated bday pressie, and its really belated - his bday is on feb!&lt;br&gt;
hahaa anyw mum bought me a top for F21, red shorts &amp; a top from Zara.&lt;br&gt;
i bought my topshop white blouse(i found it at shaw like finally!) and the its 20bucks cheaper all thanks to Great Sg Sales.&lt;br&gt;
we treated mum dinner at Fish&amp;Co.&lt;br&gt;
so i spend 100over bucks yday and i am v broke now.&lt;br&gt;
i realise it doesnt really matters if i am working or not, cus i'll still spend and spend like nobody business.&lt;br&gt;
and the FACT is i am not v spoilt cus i didnt force my mum to get me those stuff, she offered to pay cus shes guilty for not spending enough time w me and for breaking her promise that day.&lt;br&gt;
so i am a happy girl yday :)&lt;br&gt;
but i want more!&lt;br&gt;
i wanna get:
my hamburger tee at NUM.&lt;br&gt;
adidas adicolour jacket 149bucks.&lt;br&gt;
zara's polka dot transparent white top 59.90&lt;br&gt;
the list goes onnnn and onnnnn.&lt;br&gt;
hmmm. mayb i shud work my ass off during the 1week6days hols.&lt;br&gt;
i'm not high maintenance either! i spent what ive earned what ive saved.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i ve a 3days break till friday.(2tests forgoodness sake!)&lt;br&gt;
i am not motivated at all.&lt;br&gt;
all i think abt is shopping party and sleeeping.&lt;br&gt;
its pouring so heavily and i gonna take a nap now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114956653065673326?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114956653065673326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114956653065673326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-my-no.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114935453253727988</id><published>2006-06-04T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:38.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its sunday morn 1am and i have not started revising for my monday test.&lt;br&gt;
its ok. i believe i am smart enough to pass(yea right) but i wanna get As As As and As or Bs no more Cs this sem please.&lt;br&gt;
and now my classmates are flooding my phone begging for lecture notes/tutorial quest/tutorial ans.&lt;br&gt;
fancy asking me to lend you guys now?!&lt;br&gt;
what abt me?! i need them too.&lt;br&gt;
i am sorry. i am a selfish stupid bitch.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i went for my 9am lecture on friday morn aft 4weeks(yea ive been skipping lectures)cus my tutor claims he'll give us tips.&lt;br&gt;
he played us out though.&lt;br&gt;
i'm not gg to attend ur lectures again!&lt;br&gt;
met lin and peng to ve lunch w 20plus HTM peeps at TAS ritz.&lt;br&gt;
the foood is horrrrible.&lt;br&gt;
ok i am sorry.&lt;br&gt;
so the whole day is abt waiting.&lt;br&gt;
i dont mind waiting but i hate the feeling of being alone.&lt;br&gt;
and i hate it when noone answers my calls or reply my msges.&lt;br&gt;
my friday was spent: TP - TAS - back to TP.&lt;br&gt;
waited for aug clif rina dor and off we headed to town.&lt;br&gt;
met kahwei in town.&lt;br&gt;
town was packed w millions of ppl.&lt;br&gt;
i can hardly breathe.&lt;br&gt;
sales arent attractive at all.&lt;br&gt;
and i bought nth.&lt;br&gt;
saw Ben at NUM. he's still so cute right, rina?!&lt;br&gt;
andddd i wanna get my NUM's hamburger tee - $49.90!&lt;br&gt;
i miss that topshop guy i need the discounts man.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;pictures&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/fridays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/fridays.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/CCN%20DAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/CCN%20DAY.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ccn day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/aug%20%26%20me1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/aug%20%26%20me1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/aug%20%26%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/aug%20%26%20me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/aug%20me%20jing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/aug%20me%20jing.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/party.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Obar/dbl O.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/gayna%27s%20bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/gayna%27s%20bday1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
gayna's bday celeb at kster.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i so wanna go to the L party next thurs at zouk cannnn but i ve 2tests on fri.&lt;br&gt;
ROAR! rina rem to take pics of my eyecandy!&lt;br&gt;
partyyy aft 12th alright!&lt;br&gt;
i'm free every night. HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
study hard ppl. goodluck to everybodyyyyy!&lt;br&gt;
oh ya i am getting fatter and fatter(*stares at my pics).&lt;br&gt;
my face is getting rounder and bigger.&lt;br&gt;
my arms and thighs are getting bigger too.&lt;br&gt;
i am 3months pregnant.&lt;br&gt;
i ve more pimples and my face is rotting.&lt;br&gt;
and my hair is like shit.&lt;br&gt;
stop me from eating pleaseeeee.&lt;br&gt;
i am v self conscious and i swear i will do sth to my body aft midsem tests fullstop&lt;br&gt;
i gonna get started w my revision now andddddd i am feeling so sleepy and hungry.&lt;br&gt;
kill me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114935453253727988?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114935453253727988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114935453253727988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-sunday-morn-1am-and-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114900334930224756</id><published>2006-05-30T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:37.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/us2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/us2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
missing: siew amy kahwei.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i love fridays bcus of themm :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i feeeeel so small.&lt;br&gt;
i feel so inferior.&lt;br&gt;
i am nothing.&lt;br&gt;
no brains no height no looks no boobs only fats.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;s&gt;fuck.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and its scary to know that youre competing w the other banking &amp; finance class ppl w GPA 3.5 3.7+ 3.9 for SIP placement in banks.&lt;br&gt;
40placements - few hundred students.&lt;br&gt;
goodbye banks.&lt;br&gt;
mayb i can be a cashier in some minimarts or what shit(roll eyes).&lt;br&gt;
i can picture myself to be a useless &lt;s&gt;ass&lt;/s&gt; auntie eating chocs few years down the road.&lt;br&gt;
i rem weeping and telling my mum that i'll be sucessful and i will nv make her lose face infront of my relatives.&lt;br&gt;
anddd now. i doubt i will make it big mann.&lt;br&gt;
so sorry mum.&lt;br&gt;
ive let you down.&lt;br&gt;
kill me.&lt;br&gt;
why am i such a failure?&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114900334930224756?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114900334930224756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114900334930224756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/missing-siew-amy-kahwei.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114867107472567218</id><published>2006-05-27T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:37.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt enjoy this year's CCN DAY as much compared to the previous year.&lt;br&gt;
and yea i skipped lesson this morn again!&lt;br&gt;
i love fridays.&lt;br&gt;
met up w the girls for lunch, ccn and off we head to town.&lt;br&gt;
YES its GREAT SINGAPORE SALES!&lt;br&gt;
saw many stuff i like but i dont ve the cash to spend.&lt;br&gt;
i need my mum.&lt;br&gt;
so i ve decided to &lt;s&gt;con&lt;/s&gt; date my mum out next week.&lt;br&gt;
clubbing was cancelled.&lt;br&gt;
jing &amp; rina went home while the rest(hong lin dor aug &amp;amp; me) caught:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/details_sheistheman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/details_sheistheman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
nice show.&lt;br&gt;
sweeeeeeet ending.(awwww)&lt;br&gt;
oh yaaa. we met this mad man on the way home.&lt;br&gt;
he's on the cab next to ours.&lt;br&gt;
following us all the way from orchard to sengkang.&lt;br&gt;
wth.&lt;br&gt;
freak me out totally.&lt;br&gt;
mad guys shud &lt;s&gt;DIEEEE&lt;/s&gt; be sent to WOODBRIDGE.&lt;br&gt;
CRAZYYYY&lt;br&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

i'll be meeting my dearest colleagues tmr aft for lunch.&lt;br&gt;
i miss them so much.&lt;br&gt;
hopefully i can ve my pasta&amp;shrimp, fried cala, chockie junkie &amp;amp; hot fudge tmr.&lt;br&gt;
and thats it! no more fun for DENISE!&lt;br&gt;
2 weeeks of mugging(ok hopefully i will study, i am a hardworking piece of shit).&lt;br&gt;
CLASSTEST/MOCKED EXAM/OPENBOOK TEST/QUIZ(whatever shitty test) STARTS ON NEXT MONDAY(roll eyes).&lt;br&gt;
2weeks ppl 2 whole weeks.&lt;br&gt;
wish me luck and miss me ppl.&lt;br&gt;
and now i cant wait for &lt;b&gt;15 june&lt;/b&gt; to come so that we can party our asses off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114867107472567218?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114867107472567218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114867107472567218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-didnt-enjoy-this-years-ccn-day-as.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114857517465545120</id><published>2006-05-26T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:37.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS SO UNFAIR TO ALL BANKING &amp; FINANCE STUDENTS.&lt;br&gt;
BOO SA MA LI YA.&lt;br&gt;
i ve 4 midsem tests plus 1 classtest(its a classtest just bcus its not tested during the mid sem week).
unfair unfair unfair.&lt;br&gt;
my midsem test timetable suck as well.&lt;br&gt;
i ve a test on monday, 2tests on fri itself and another on next mon(during the hol week).&lt;br&gt;
brainless tutors/lecturers!&lt;br&gt;
anddd i cant seee braces boy lim ah gua off.&lt;br&gt;
he's gg to jail.&lt;br&gt;
BOTAK + BRACES + SPECS + PIERCING = UGLY.&lt;br&gt;
hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114857517465545120?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114857517465545120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114857517465545120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-so-unfair-to-all-banking-finance.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114848574892169154</id><published>2006-05-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:36.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Pussycat Dolls - Buttons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)&lt;br&gt;
But you keep fronting (Uh)&lt;br&gt;
Saying what you going to do to me (Uh huh)&lt;br&gt;
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Typical
Hardly the type I fall for&lt;br&gt;
I'm liking the physical&lt;br&gt;
Don't leave me asking for more&lt;br&gt;
I'm a sexy mama (Mama)&lt;br&gt;
Who knows just how to get what I want and (Want and)&lt;br&gt;
What I want to do is spring this on you (On you)&lt;br&gt;
Back up all of the things that I told you (Told you)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You been saying all the right things all along&lt;br&gt;
But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off&lt;br&gt;
Baby, can't you see?&lt;br&gt;
How these clothes are fitting on me&lt;br&gt;
And the heat coming from this beat&lt;br&gt;
I'm about to blow&lt;br&gt;
I don't think you know&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)&lt;br&gt;
But you keep fronting (Uh)&lt;br&gt;
Saying what you going to do to me (Uh huh)&lt;br&gt;
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You say you're a big boy&lt;br&gt;
But I can't agree&lt;br&gt;
'Cause the love you said you had&lt;br&gt;
Ain't been put on me&lt;br&gt;
I wonder&lt;br&gt;
If I'm just too much for you&lt;br&gt;
Wonder&lt;br&gt;
If my kiss don't make you just&lt;br&gt;
Wonder&lt;br&gt;
What I got next for you&lt;br&gt; 
What you want to do? (Do)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Take a chance to recognize that this could be yours&lt;br&gt;
I can see, just like most guys that your game don't please&lt;br&gt;
Baby, can't you see?&lt;br&gt;
How these clothes are fitting on me&lt;br&gt;
And the heat coming from this beat&lt;br&gt;
I'm about to blow&lt;br&gt;
I don't think you know&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm telling you loosen up my buttons baby (Uh huh)&lt;br&gt;
But you keep fronting (Uh)&lt;br&gt;
Saying what you going to do to me (Uh huh)&lt;br&gt;
But I ain't seen nothing (Uh)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i love this song sooo much&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114848574892169154?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114848574892169154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114848574892169154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/pussycat-dolls-buttons-im-telling-you.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114806216626115211</id><published>2006-05-20T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:35.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week has been great!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;wed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
apologies to hong for not attending your bday dinner!&lt;br&gt;
happy 19th bday.&lt;br&gt;
we'll make up to you on another day alright :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;thurs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
acc jing for interview aft sch.&lt;br&gt;
had dinner at NYDC w jing rina &amp; ting.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;american idol5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/chris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my fav american idol &lt;u&gt;Chris Daughtry&lt;/u&gt;(awww so charming) was eliminated last weeek.&lt;br&gt;
anddd Elliott Yamin was eliminated this week.&lt;br&gt;
WHY?!&lt;br&gt;
ROARRRRRRR.&lt;br&gt;
i hope Taylor wins then.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
went Obar &amp; dblO at night w lin hong gayna mel ws clif zx tatming &amp; bdayboy alan.&lt;br&gt;
yea happy 19th bday, bday boy.&lt;br&gt;
i swear i'm the best drinker mannn.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;fri&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
skipped morn lecture.&lt;br&gt;
feeling v guilty now.&lt;br&gt;
shant skip anymore lectures.&lt;br&gt;
i'm a good student(yea right).&lt;br&gt;
met lin jing hong &amp; aug for lunch in sch at 1pm.&lt;br&gt;
towned w lin &amp; dor.&lt;br&gt;
met up w the rest(clif siew amy rina jing aug) andddd we caught&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/details_davincicode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/details_davincicode.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
nice show.&lt;br&gt;
i prefer reading the book thoughhh.&lt;br&gt;
some of the great movies i've watched recently:&lt;br&gt;
thumbs up!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/details_mi3revised.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/details_mi3revised.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/details_poseidon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/details_poseidon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
go catch it ppl!&lt;br&gt;
i am still waiting for Xmen Superman Pirates of the Caribbean Slither!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
(edited)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;sat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i stayed at home the whole day waiting in vain for 4-5hrs for my mum to bring me out.&lt;br&gt;
but she broke her promise once again.&lt;br&gt;
i was so upset that i cried for 1-2hours and didnt turn up for subcomm gathering, neither did i hang out w carrie mel &amp; joyce, nor meet jing dor aug for dinner at chomp chomp.&lt;br&gt;
i am sorry ppl.&lt;br&gt;
i was depressed that night.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;sun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
grandma's 80th bday.&lt;br&gt;
being a good granddaughter, i gave my ah ma an angbao.&lt;br&gt;
ok i am proud of myself!&lt;br&gt;
HAHA.&lt;br&gt;
those brainless adults postponed it to sunday knowing that the kids ve sch on mon.&lt;br&gt;
internal conflict.&lt;br&gt;
last min. planning.&lt;br&gt;
being so selfish and stingy of them, they decided to celebrate my grandma's bday at home like wth.(noone dares to speak up cus one's afraid that he/she will ve to pay if we're gonna dine at some exp restaurants. *roll eyes)&lt;br&gt;
so yea same old thing happened.&lt;br&gt;
everyone's telling me to get into a uni.&lt;br&gt;
comparing me w my smart cousins.&lt;br&gt;
argh stop it.&lt;br&gt;
i dont like my relatives at all.&lt;br&gt;
ok mayb some of them, to a large extent.&lt;br&gt;
and now, i am doing my SAPM tutorial.&lt;br&gt;
blame it on my stupidity.&lt;br&gt;
i dont know what the heck i am doing and i reckon i'll do v badly this sem.&lt;br&gt;
i dont wish to go to sch tmr and i cant wait to see my friends on friday - 
ccn day, our gathering andddd the day we can club our asses off.&lt;br&gt;
next week will be better, i hope.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;lifehouse - take me away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Don't give up on me yet&lt;br&gt;
Don't forget who I am&lt;br&gt;
I know I'm not there yet&lt;br&gt;
But don't let me stay here alone&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Take me away&lt;br&gt;
Take me away&lt;br&gt;
I've got nothing left to say&lt;br&gt;
Just take me away&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114806216626115211?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114806216626115211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114806216626115211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-week-has-been-great-wed-apologies.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114788563179754226</id><published>2006-05-18T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid fatty joyce snail mailed me pics of fishyco. which made me tear.&lt;br&gt;
shitty you.&lt;br&gt;
i miss glasshouse so much.&lt;br&gt;
my 2nd home.&lt;br&gt;
i miss working.&lt;br&gt;
but i dont even dare to ans their calls now.&lt;br&gt;
i'm heartless.&lt;br&gt;
i want to quit but i cant bear to go.&lt;br&gt;
i cant bear to leave all my friends there.&lt;br&gt;
i ve learnt so many things during this 1 whole year.&lt;br&gt;
i learnt how to sweep, mop, scold vulgarities, steal food endermints tips fishpouches, serve customers, set the tables.&lt;br&gt;
i met so many nice ppl - my managers esp. ricky zul annebelle marge oh mannn i really can feel their love, so motherly fatherly.&lt;br&gt;
my colleagues - fariza faz suzana suniyah maya the kitchen boys bartenders ahnehs.&lt;br&gt;
my fishy darlings - joyce carrie mel doreen ellen johan nick beng matt.&lt;br&gt;
i rem the times i cried.&lt;br&gt;
the times i quarrelled w customers and managers.&lt;br&gt;
the times i whine and complain, curse and swear, bitch abt customers.&lt;br&gt;
the times we worked so hard and hit our targeted sales tgt.&lt;br&gt;
i miss my pasta&amp;shrimp salad, chockie junkie, fried cala and hotfudge baby.&lt;br&gt;
i am proud to say this is my longest job ever and i'll never forget glasshouse.&lt;br&gt;
i'll be back (aft SIP perhaps).&lt;br&gt;
glasshouse chalet tmr.&lt;br&gt;
fariza wanna see me.&lt;br&gt;
so sweeeeeet.&lt;br&gt;
HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;
i'm still thinking if i should turn up.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/glasshouse%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/glasshouse%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my prettay 2nd home &amp; baby alfresco - glasshouse!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/fishyco..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/fishyco..jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
first 4days OJE.&lt;br&gt;
(i stole the badge and its still w me. HAHAHA.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/fish%20n%20co.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/fish%20n%20co.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/fish%20n%20co1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/fish%20n%20co1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
happy bday s'pore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Image%281866%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Image%281866%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
halloweeeeeen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/Image%281584%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/Image%281584%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
LO LO LO LO VE.&lt;br&gt;
mel(bones) &amp; johan(fatass).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/joyce%20carrie%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/joyce%20carrie%20me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
joyce(fatty) &amp; carrie(pornstar)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/nightlife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/nightlife.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
MOS fishy gathering.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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i love fatty joyce!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_8450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_8450.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
lovely friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/IMG_8467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/IMG_8467.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114788563179754226?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114788563179754226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114788563179754226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/stupid-fatty-joyce-snail-mailed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114737356985626795</id><published>2006-05-12T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:35.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had supper at jalan kayu.&lt;br&gt;
LIN treated us SATAY. (too bad rina!)&lt;br&gt;
and yea, goodbye fish&amp;co.&lt;br&gt;
i ve applied for TIME-OFF.&lt;br&gt;
i dont ve to work for months(or mayb forever).&lt;br&gt;
more time for my fam friends projs studies :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i live in a jungle for 5 years.&lt;br&gt;
flying cockroaches, big flying ants, lizards, spiders, beetles, centipedes are my neighbours.&lt;br&gt;
mum said,"this is nature."&lt;br&gt;
no i cant live w em.&lt;br&gt;
i need to move out of anchorvale.&lt;br&gt;
i hate rainy seasons.&lt;br&gt;
flying insects(esp. big flying ants) freaked me out.&lt;br&gt;
50+ insects crowded at my blk. yes BLK301C's WALLS, LIFTS, FLOOR.&lt;br&gt;
i am so weak to move. &lt;br&gt;
i dont even dare to take the lifts.&lt;br&gt;
i only rem standing there, watching, screaming, weeping and shivering.&lt;br&gt;
screw those &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; insects.&lt;br&gt;
i need a portable baygon.&lt;br&gt;
i wanna marry a bug catcher.&lt;br&gt;
or mayb i should hire a bodyguard.&lt;br&gt;
i am a si gu niang.&lt;br&gt;
but to think of it, i am SUPER BRAVE TO SURVIVE FOR 5 YEARS.&lt;br&gt;
ARGH MY GREATEST FEAR.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114737356985626795?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114737356985626795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114737356985626795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/had-supper-at-jalan-kayu.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114701514252140458</id><published>2006-05-07T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:34.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;pictures&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;zhixin's bday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5040031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5040031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5040055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5040055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
bday boy mr yeo zhixin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5040059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5040059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5040064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5040064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the girls&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;kahwei's bday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
bday girl ms tan kahwei.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050067.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050074.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the girls. (ps: look at charlene &amp; amy)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050081.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
dor, e runner-up &amp; charlene, the RETRO QUEEN.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050078.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the polka dots.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the stripeys.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050080.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050080.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
the others. (*stares at aug)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050097.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050097.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt; 1.6m&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050098.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050098.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&gt; 1.6m&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/P5050092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/P5050092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
everybody :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114701514252140458?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114701514252140458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114701514252140458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/pictures-zhixins-bday-bday-boy-mr-yeo.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114694503444029878</id><published>2006-05-07T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:34.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i LOVE sch.&lt;br /&gt;
i LOVE 9am lessons.&lt;br /&gt;
i LOVE waking up early and ending sch late.&lt;br /&gt;
i LOVE squeezing w ppl.&lt;br /&gt;
why isnt there such a thing like cab concession.&lt;br /&gt;
i LOVE banking&amp;finance.&lt;br /&gt;
i LOVE projects tutorials lectures tests and exams.&lt;br /&gt;
i LOVE SAPM, FA, CAC, MA and BTM.&lt;br /&gt;
i LOVE surfing sgx.com analysing the stockmarket.&lt;br /&gt;
i LOVE reading business times.&lt;br /&gt;
i'll be a successful stockbroker.&lt;br /&gt;
DENISE CHAN WILL SURVIVE.&lt;br /&gt;
argh holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;thurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
celebrated &lt;b&gt;zx's bday&lt;/b&gt; at marina south. &lt;br /&gt;
had steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;
many ppl turned up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;fri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
had lesson at freaking 9am.&lt;br /&gt;
MIA from work.&lt;br /&gt;
damn irresponsible. i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;
glasshouse didnt call me either.&lt;br /&gt;
celebrated &lt;b&gt;kahwei's bday&lt;/b&gt; at settlers.&lt;br /&gt;
caught when a stranger calls.&lt;br /&gt;
what a stupid show.&lt;br /&gt;
0.5/5 bites.&lt;br /&gt;
no storyline at all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;sat&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
woke up at 5.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;
dinner at sakura w my fam.&lt;br /&gt;
yes happy belated bday mummy.&lt;br /&gt;
i love you plenty.&lt;br /&gt;
bring me shopping and increase my allowance please.&lt;br /&gt;
met bestfriend eme and siz in town aft dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/starbuckssingtel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/starbuckssingtel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;

&lt;u&gt;elections&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
PAP won again.&lt;br /&gt;
i wanted WP to win though.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
now that ive &lt;b&gt;kinda quitted&lt;/b&gt; fish&amp;amp;co. (not officially yet. still picking an auspicious date.)&lt;br /&gt;
i am spending more time w my friends.&lt;br /&gt;
i hope i wont neglect my colleagues &lt;u&gt;joyce&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;carrie&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;mel&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;doreen&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;beng&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;nick&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;johan&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;matt&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
and i'll definitely miss working and all my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;
argh &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
i cant bear to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
happy 1year 11 days.&lt;br /&gt;
so yea i am looking fwd to staff party and glasshouse's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
i feel so unappreciated.&lt;br /&gt;
ive been forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;
ive lost em.&lt;br /&gt;
no.&lt;br /&gt;
they ve lost me, as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;
i'm terribly upset.&lt;br /&gt;
kill me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
alrightttt back to SGX.com.&lt;br /&gt;
i ve been repeating &lt;u&gt;goodday by the click five&lt;/u&gt; and i'm so loving it.&lt;br /&gt;
yes be positive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Youre looking for something you cant find&lt;br /&gt;
If you give it up, you'll lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;
Theres always something in your way&lt;br /&gt;
What can you say?&lt;br /&gt;
Youre gonna have a good day&lt;br /&gt;
Youre gonna have a good day&lt;br /&gt;
Youre gonna have a good day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
yes i gonna ve a good day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114694503444029878?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114694503444029878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114694503444029878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114658854976024431</id><published>2006-05-03T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:33.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
worked as extras w jing rina clif alan nate.&lt;br /&gt;
80bucks for just 4hrs.&lt;br /&gt;
and all we ve to do is walk and rest.&lt;br /&gt;
GOOD MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;
more lobangs please.&lt;br /&gt;
chilled at balcony aft work.&lt;br /&gt;
i sucked at playing games.&lt;br /&gt;
drink drank drunk.&lt;br /&gt;
nate dor and i are sore losers.&lt;br /&gt;
super unglam.&lt;br /&gt;
and there goes half of our pay.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
went bugis w the girls.&lt;br /&gt;
fetched lin from work at parkway.&lt;br /&gt;
lin, SIP will be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;
we'll visit you more often :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
caught mission impossible 3 sneak preview w joyce mel n mel's bf today.
awesome.&lt;br /&gt;
tom cruise is my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;
bought mummy's bday + mother's day present.&lt;br /&gt;
i hope she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;
if not, i'll have it.&lt;br /&gt;
HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
am looking forward to zx's bday celebration on thurs, and kahwei's on fri.&lt;br /&gt;
hopefully i can find replacement.&lt;br /&gt;
if not, I QUIT.&lt;br /&gt;
hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;
happy bday to zx, kahwei (4th may) and mummy(5th may) :)&lt;br /&gt;
i reckon i'll be busy this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114658854976024431?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114658854976024431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114658854976024431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunday-worked-as-extras-w-jing-rina.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114606648183673636</id><published>2006-04-26T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:33.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;
i'll try to stay positive. (ted, i'm not a sadist alright!)&lt;br /&gt;
i'm here, still here.&lt;br /&gt;
always here :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
after all this time&lt;br /&gt;
would you ever wanna leave it&lt;br /&gt;
maybe you could not believe it&lt;br /&gt;
that my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;
but I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;
couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;
that I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;
a part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;
and I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;
a part of me dies when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i like this song.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;lifehouse - blind

&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114606648183673636?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114606648183673636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114606648183673636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-shant-be-bothered.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114589986690328593</id><published>2006-04-25T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:33.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;
i couldnt understand what my lecturer's teaching.&lt;br /&gt;
i couldnt concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;
my classmates ve started forming proj grps on the very first day of sch.&lt;br /&gt;
everybody's improving except me.&lt;br /&gt;
oh my.&lt;br /&gt;
i'm bloody stress so stressed that my pimples arent recovering.&lt;br /&gt;
how am i gg to survive this 1 whole year w no hols.&lt;br /&gt;
i'm struggling real hard.&lt;br /&gt;
wrong electives.&lt;br /&gt;
wrong move.&lt;br /&gt;
useless lecturers and tutors again.&lt;br /&gt;
everything's so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;
i wish to go back to year1.&lt;br /&gt;
but no, i cant turn back now.&lt;br /&gt;
i ve to move on.&lt;br /&gt;
so just let me whine till i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114589986690328593?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114589986690328593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114589986690328593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-feel-so-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114580960445301681</id><published>2006-04-23T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:32.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is time.&lt;br /&gt;
it is time........... to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;
its all a dreammm.&lt;br /&gt;
these two months passed too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
i spent my hols busy working, tanning, meeting up w my friends, camping.&lt;br /&gt;
a lil pity that i nv get to meet up w ms emelia yip bestfriend, grace lee who disappeared like totally! projectmates jackie &amp;amp; yeesoon, my prisch bestfriend eping and bestie lee eesiew.(where the hell are you?)&lt;br /&gt;
alright i miss them too much.&lt;br /&gt;
andddd i have yet to visit my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;
gosh i am so guilty.&lt;br /&gt;
today's the only day i'm stuck at home aft 2months.&lt;br /&gt;
had fam dinner aft many many months.&lt;br /&gt;
i'll miss hols.&lt;br /&gt;
ok wake up denise, wake up!&lt;br /&gt;
back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;
kill me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
tell me&lt;br /&gt;
i'll do well next sem.&lt;br /&gt;
i'll manage my time well.&lt;br /&gt;
i'll still get to meet up w all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;
i'll get a new job.&lt;br /&gt;
and i'll enjoy my last year in TP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114580960445301681?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114580960445301681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114580960445301681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-is-time.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114578167026319611</id><published>2006-04-23T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:32.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so this is my &lt;b&gt;timetable&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;

&lt;u&gt;mon&lt;/u&gt;: 1000-1300, 1500-1700. &lt;br /&gt;

&lt;u&gt;tues&lt;/u&gt;: 1400-1800. &lt;br /&gt;

&lt;u&gt;wed&lt;/u&gt;: 1100-1300, 1400-1800. &lt;br /&gt;

&lt;u&gt;thurs&lt;/u&gt;: 0900-1300. &lt;br /&gt;

&lt;u&gt;fri&lt;/u&gt;: 0900-1100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114578167026319611?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114578167026319611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114578167026319611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-this-is-my-timetable-mon-1000-1300.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114572438431305965</id><published>2006-04-23T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:32.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive serious attitude problem.&lt;br&gt;
many ppl said so.&lt;br&gt;
i am so sorry if ive offended anyone.&lt;br&gt;
i just wanna protect myself.&lt;br&gt;
too many hypocrites/backstabbers/bad ppl out there.&lt;br&gt;
lets be mean to others! hahahaha.&lt;br&gt;
alright.&lt;br&gt;
i'll change to be a better person.&lt;br&gt;
no more vulgarities.&lt;br&gt;
no more AP.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
once again.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;BUSINESS HAS WON THE WAR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ran away from SL once again becus i prefer TPSU.&lt;br&gt;
i'm sorry alright.&lt;br&gt;
i'll be good next year.&lt;br&gt;
jam&amp;hop was so much better compared to FOC's.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
tmr's my last day of hols.&lt;br&gt;
and so its back to sch and &lt;b&gt;work&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
i dont wanna go back to sch though i kinda like my timetable, kinda miss my classmates &amp; tutors (yea right).&lt;br&gt;
i hate projects/tests/exams/tutorials/lectures everything!&lt;br&gt;
anddd i ve no hols in year3.&lt;br&gt;
KILL ME.&lt;br&gt;
still, i'll miss those ppl having SIP esp. &lt;u&gt;charlene chan&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;u&gt;aug quek&lt;/u&gt;, graduates and htm peeps gg to sentosa.&lt;br&gt;
OH MAN.&lt;br&gt;
ARGH.&lt;br&gt;
JUST KILL ME.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114572438431305965?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114572438431305965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114572438431305965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-serious-attitude-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114542947756525076</id><published>2006-04-19T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:31.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more picturesss :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/FOW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/FOW.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/FOC1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/FOC1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/angal%20and%20nise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/angal%20and%20nise.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/logcomm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/logcomm1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/logcomm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/logcomm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/logcomm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/logcomm2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/subcomm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/subcomm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114542947756525076?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114542947756525076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114542947756525076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-picturesss.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114521296966669204</id><published>2006-04-17T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:31.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back from 7days &lt;b&gt;FOW/FOC&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
FOW/FOC was definitely better than SL camp.&lt;br&gt;
i must say ive enjoyed myself even though ive plenty of new-borned pimples popping out, sleepless night, doing sai gang.&lt;br&gt;
however, i am still quite disgusted w some of e ppl (you-know-who) from log comm.&lt;br&gt;
although our manpower was reduced by half, LOG COMM is wonderful (doing handsign action) w the company of rina jan dada angel suting chewy renee songda darren ahfat victor suansen justin etc.&lt;br&gt;
we slacked - worked - played.&lt;br&gt;
i am sorry for not spending much time bonding w the others.&lt;br&gt;
different frequency.&lt;br&gt;
i am hostile and anti-social.&lt;br&gt;
the bond among logcommers programmers foodmin ppl are much better compared to OTC.&lt;br&gt;
logcommers even invited them for our own MOS party and supper.&lt;br&gt;
we had our own subcomm BBQ too.&lt;br&gt;
we even had our own tshirt.&lt;br&gt;
and ive made more new friends.&lt;br&gt;
however, ive decided to be a GL again next year :)&lt;br&gt;
its not easy being a subcomm, be it log/program/foodmin - those who's working behind the scenes.&lt;br&gt;
i respect every single one of them.&lt;br&gt;
and i swear i will say i &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt; SUBCOMM next year.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i teared when the year3s were giving their graduating speech.&lt;br&gt;
i know i'll &lt;u&gt;miss&lt;/u&gt; them plenty esp. &lt;b&gt;andrew guang alv darren&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
i will miss their suanings.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/1600/FOC.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5258/444/320/FOC.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114521296966669204?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114521296966669204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114521296966669204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-back-from-7days-fowfoc.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114443964881246549</id><published>2006-04-08T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:30.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from &lt;u&gt;SL&lt;/u&gt; camp.&lt;br&gt;
i hope FOW/FOC will be better.&lt;br&gt;
well, i should just blame it on the stupid weather.&lt;br&gt;
got to know a no. of ppl from my grp - &lt;b&gt;PUFFINS&lt;/b&gt; anddd i am still bad (very bad indeed) w names.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
so it was back to &lt;u&gt;work&lt;/u&gt; for 3days.&lt;br&gt;
manager screamed at me to shut my fucking mouth, stop chewing the mints and to spit it out immediately.&lt;br&gt;
he kinda apologized to me later at night.&lt;br&gt;
i repeat - i am not a SLAVE.&lt;br&gt;
sigh, this makes me wanna leave glasshouse even more.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;fisherman village&lt;/b&gt; tmr w the usual ppl :)&lt;br&gt;
payday soon.&lt;br&gt;
i &lt;u&gt;wanttttttttt&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br&gt;
gold guess wallet.&lt;br&gt;
new hairdo.&lt;br&gt;
shopping.&lt;br&gt;
fish&amp;co.&lt;br&gt;
movies.&lt;br&gt;
kbox/kster.&lt;br&gt;
clubbing.&lt;br&gt;
sentosa.&lt;br&gt;
anddd the list goes on.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114443964881246549?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114443964881246549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114443964881246549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-from-sl-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114369658171459568</id><published>2006-03-30T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:29.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;26.03.2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
26thmarch was a nightmare to me.&lt;br&gt;
i worked &lt;b&gt;FULL&lt;/b&gt;shift for 2functions in the morn.&lt;br&gt;
yes 2 repetitive &lt;u&gt;LAME&lt;/u&gt; functions.&lt;br&gt;
ive to watch the same programme twice.&lt;br&gt;
AUNTY HO FANCLUB.&lt;br&gt;
goshhh i DETEST her and her fanclub.&lt;br&gt;
and i despise ppl who came that day.&lt;br&gt;
disgusted.&lt;br&gt;
i saw some familiar faces from TP.&lt;br&gt;
GOSH.&lt;br&gt;
get a life ppl.&lt;br&gt;
such a turnoff.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;28.03.2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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i &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; themmmm. plus &lt;b&gt;aug&lt;/b&gt;(the photographer), &lt;b&gt;siew&lt;/b&gt;(LATE), &lt;b&gt;lala&lt;/b&gt;(WORKING) &lt;b&gt;amy&lt;/b&gt;(MISSING) :)&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;29.03.2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;DnD&lt;/u&gt; at panpac yday.&lt;br&gt;
i enjoyed myself though the food and jam&amp;hop kinda suck, the MC's entertaining and lame. i like the magic show and i love people watching. HAHAHA. :)&lt;br&gt;
big thankyou to &lt;u&gt;dor&lt;/u&gt; for helping us to doll up.&lt;br&gt;
we dont really look gothicccc and scary enough though.&lt;br&gt;
met up w &lt;b&gt;lin clif lala dor&lt;/b&gt; aft DnD for &lt;u&gt;supper&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
more gatherings ppl :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114369658171459568?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114369658171459568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114369658171459568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/03/26.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114322404852950648</id><published>2006-03-25T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:29.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so upset with &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt; and i dont know why.&lt;br&gt;
unappreciated. useless. friendless.&lt;br&gt;
i miss my old bestest friends.&lt;br&gt;
i feel like i am losing all of them, one by one, slowly.&lt;br&gt;
mayb becus of work, mayb ive been a badfriend, mayb becus i rarely turn up for gatherings, mayb becus of my attitude, mayb this mayb that.&lt;br&gt;
i hate it when i am not appreciated.&lt;br&gt;
i hate to feel that i am not needed not remembered.&lt;br&gt;
i hate to be left out.&lt;br&gt;
i hate it when ive to put on a strong front and a stupid smiling face when i am not happy at all.&lt;br&gt;
i hate this i hate that, arghh i hate myself.&lt;br&gt;
why cant i be tall slim pretty rich smart sociable popular just like some ppl out there.&lt;br&gt;
why must i be the opp.&lt;br&gt;
why am i so pathetic.&lt;br&gt;
i am just a fussy whiny demanding 38 spoilt bitch.&lt;br&gt;
anddd i dont feel loved at all.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I made my mistakes&lt;br&gt;
I've got no where to run&lt;br&gt;
The night goes on&lt;br&gt;
As I'm fading away&lt;br&gt;
I'm sick of this life&lt;br&gt;
I just wanna screammmmmmmm&lt;br&gt;
How could this happen to me&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114322404852950648?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114322404852950648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114322404852950648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-so-upset-with-everything-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114278745474998527</id><published>2006-03-20T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:29.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am &lt;u&gt;quitting&lt;/u&gt; fish&amp;co. soon and thats it.&lt;br&gt;
monster terminated glasshouse's best coordinator and kitchen manager on sat night bcus of 1 missing food order - 1chilli crab.&lt;br&gt;
restaurant manager chose to be terminated as well.&lt;br&gt;
one month notice.&lt;br&gt;
i am very pissed and i just got to know abt this like few hours ago.&lt;br&gt;
i feel sad for them.&lt;br&gt;
i feel like crying.&lt;br&gt;
well fuck him.&lt;br&gt;
i just dont understand why must he dine in w his family on sat - the busiest day of the week.&lt;br&gt;
should ve poisoned him that night man.&lt;br&gt;
glasshouse crowd is crazy and he knows it.&lt;br&gt;
its just a small matter and he blew it up.&lt;br&gt;
even the customer wasnt complaining.&lt;br&gt;
ass. stop showing your authority.&lt;br&gt;
stop firing ppl as and when you like.&lt;br&gt;
he's brainless to fire them.&lt;br&gt;
glasshouse will collapse.&lt;br&gt;
most staff(seniors) are pretty pissed now and leaving glasshouse sooon.&lt;br&gt;
yes leaving tgt.&lt;br&gt;
we dont work for the money anyw.&lt;br&gt;
we are treated as slaves/shit.&lt;br&gt;
even the newbies are so bossy w a &lt;s&gt;fucked up&lt;/s&gt; attitude standing there like vases.&lt;br&gt;
let them run glasshouse then.&lt;br&gt;
so why stay?&lt;br&gt;
everything wont be the same anymore.&lt;br&gt;
i hate fucking &lt;u&gt;RICH&lt;/u&gt; PPL.&lt;br&gt;
i detest my boss plenty.&lt;br&gt;
go to hell man.&lt;br&gt;
and now, &lt;b&gt;i needa get a new job&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
lobangs anyone?&lt;br&gt;
screwed glasshouse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114278745474998527?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114278745474998527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114278745474998527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-quitting-fishco.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114252864952277886</id><published>2006-03-17T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:28.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a happyy but super broke girl.&lt;br&gt;
pay was pathetic and i ve spent them on dental and d&amp;d.&lt;br&gt;
i needa work my ass off.&lt;br&gt;
lotsa gatherings these few days.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;mon:&lt;/b&gt; i met siz serene aft 9167812454days.&lt;br&gt;
grace's sicked. zoo next month alright :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;tues:&lt;/b&gt; i went shopping b4 work w mel.&lt;br&gt;
bought nth though.&lt;br&gt;
couldnt find the gold guess wallet i like. damn pissed.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;wed:&lt;/b&gt; i met rina and xiaoming to ve rina's &lt;u&gt;all time fav&lt;/u&gt; - pepper lunch.&lt;br&gt;
mos aft work w 10+ colleagues, glasshouse outing my manager said.&lt;br&gt;
and i swear i am not drunk ppl.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;thurs&lt;/b&gt;: i went out w joyce mel carrie like finally.&lt;br&gt;
we caught &lt;u&gt;cry wolf&lt;/u&gt; and i dont really like that show.&lt;br&gt;
had choc fondue at esplanade's &lt;b&gt;max brenner choc bar&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
i love chocs :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;fri&lt;/b&gt;: towned w guang andrew and co. b4 work.&lt;br&gt;
work was super slack on fri night.&lt;br&gt;
but i had 2tables of &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; super bitchy customers.&lt;br&gt;
you know who you are assholes.&lt;br&gt;
scram &lt;s&gt;bitches&lt;/s&gt;!&lt;br&gt;
PDA feedback was &lt;u&gt;ZERO&lt;/u&gt;.
lotsa nagging from managers. arghhh i hate PDAs.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;sat&lt;/b&gt;: went &lt;u&gt;kster&lt;/u&gt; b4 work w suting weiqi sally ted.&lt;br&gt;
nice seeing them again.&lt;br&gt;
sales was 13.5K. busy.&lt;br&gt;
icewater/sky juice day.&lt;br&gt;
and i miss alfresco sooo much.&lt;br&gt;
esp &lt;u&gt;tips&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
anddddd yes its sundayyy.&lt;br&gt;
working at 6pm.&lt;br&gt;
so yea. finally i ve got time to rest.&lt;br&gt;
schedule's out.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;OFF&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;u&gt;tues&amp;wed&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
DATE ME PPL.&lt;br&gt;
ps/ i'm free every aft though :)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
and so glasshouse peeps are &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; pissed w monster mr RC.&lt;br&gt;
he's so wicked, kept wanting to fire staff.&lt;br&gt;
try harder.&lt;br&gt;
come on la so what if youre fucking rich?&lt;br&gt;
so what if youre our boss?&lt;br&gt;
no we shant respect you.&lt;br&gt;
i simply hate the sight of you.&lt;br&gt;
esp your sucky attitude.&lt;br&gt;
dont expect us to give 5stars service to customer w such low pay 4.50/hr.&lt;br&gt;
its not fine dining hello?&lt;br&gt;
you may sack me if you happen to see this post.&lt;br&gt;
tralalala.&lt;br&gt;
glasshouse peeps will go on &lt;b&gt;strike&lt;/b&gt; someday.&lt;br&gt;
just like what happened to parkway.&lt;br&gt;
just wait and see.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114252864952277886?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114252864952277886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114252864952277886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-happyy-but-super-broke-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114236107160009658</id><published>2006-03-15T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:28.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate players.&lt;br&gt;
jerks bastards assholes &lt;s&gt;fuckers&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
stay far far away from me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
frequent gastric.&lt;br&gt;
stop haunting me everynight/day will you.&lt;br&gt;
it gets so painful that i cant sleep at night.&lt;br&gt;
i need painkillers i need sleeping pills.&lt;br&gt;
argh i needa go for a body checkup.&lt;br&gt;
theres sth wrong w my tummy.&lt;br&gt;
gosh am i gg to die?&lt;br&gt;
CHOY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114236107160009658?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114236107160009658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114236107160009658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hate-players.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114205907036401656</id><published>2006-03-11T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:28.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my results suck totally and my gpa &lt;u&gt;DROPPED&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
i am thankful that its still above 3 though.&lt;br&gt;
fucking 3Bs 3C+.&lt;br&gt;
my class ppl did well, well at least better than me.&lt;br&gt;
i gotta work hard next sem.&lt;br&gt;
yea right, how am i gg to survive next sem w those similar modules.&lt;br&gt;
i regretted taking the fucking cds - &lt;u&gt;arts app.&lt;/u&gt; dont take it ppl, you'll regret!&lt;br&gt;
SCREAMMMMMM.&lt;br&gt;
i am depressed.&lt;br&gt;
very indeed.&lt;br&gt;
mum's sweet enough to buy me lotsa chocs and birdnest though :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114205907036401656?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114205907036401656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114205907036401656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-results-suck-totally-and-my-gpa.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114191787387223052</id><published>2006-03-09T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:27.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pay's in ydae!&lt;br&gt;
caught &lt;u&gt;big momma's house2&lt;/u&gt; b4 work.&lt;br&gt;
nice show though.&lt;br&gt;
so theres this &lt;u&gt;*JC charity event&lt;/u&gt; and the whole glasshouse was closed ydae for this 300+ pax function.&lt;br&gt;
its freaking irritating and got on my nerves when those brainless *JC kids kept blocking the servers' way(esp. the stairs), climbing up and down, couldnt even understand simple instructions, ve bad mannerism, stucked up attitude, damn demanding, couldnt keep their mouths shut. &lt;br&gt;
i just wish to tape their mouths using masking tape and stick their butts onto their chairs.&lt;br&gt;
its a TOP JC mind you.&lt;br&gt;
to think that i got so excited hearing that &lt;u&gt;stefanie sun&lt;/u&gt; is coming, but NOPE - my manager lied. she's not from *JC.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
forgo clubbing w colleagues cus i ve to &lt;b&gt;spring clean&lt;/b&gt; aft work till 3AM.&lt;br&gt;
it was fun though, fun screaming and running ard when i saw those ants &lt;s&gt;termites&lt;/s&gt; dust lizards cockroaches all scary dirty stuff.&lt;br&gt;
i am a clean freak.&lt;br&gt;
so yes, glasshouse is extremely clean now.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
went kster in the aft w lala lin jing rina.&lt;br&gt;
the sound system is just as bad.&lt;br&gt;
i prefer kbox ppl.&lt;br&gt;
visited the dentist.&lt;br&gt;
so my tooth has been aching for days.&lt;br&gt;
andddd dentist said theres a huge hole.&lt;br&gt;
i might ve to do root canal(i dont know whats that) which is &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; exp next week.
a big hole in &lt;s&gt;my&lt;/s&gt; my mum's pocket.&lt;br&gt;
few hundred bucks gone.&lt;br&gt;
and so i &lt;b&gt;swear&lt;/b&gt; - i shall visit the dentist &lt;u&gt;regularly&lt;/u&gt; and have my braces on aft my bro took out his.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
gastric is back haunting me aft 2years.&lt;br&gt;
yes frequent gastric.&lt;br&gt;
and i really think that ive low blood sugar.&lt;br&gt;
i feel like fainting these few days.&lt;br&gt;
i need chocs.&lt;br&gt;
i am weak.&lt;br&gt;
i am &lt;u&gt;not okay&lt;/u&gt; at all.&lt;br&gt;
plus my left upper eyelid has been twitching for days.&lt;br&gt;
RESULTS tmr.&lt;br&gt;
tell me that its gonna be ok baby.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;GOOD LUCK&lt;/u&gt; everybody.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
one &lt;u&gt;last&lt;/u&gt; thing.&lt;br&gt;
mummy's getting her year end bonus like soonnn.&lt;br&gt;
yea. so i am getting bonus from her too yea.&lt;br&gt;
i am a rich girl NANANANA NANANA.&lt;br&gt;
shopping ppl :)&lt;br&gt;
dont worry, i will save some money!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114191787387223052?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114191787387223052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114191787387223052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/03/pays-in-ydae-caught-big-mommas-house2.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114149615826683707</id><published>2006-03-05T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:27.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i do ve a LIFE afterall.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;mon&lt;/b&gt;: shop - work - home.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;tues&lt;/b&gt;: shop - work - home.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;wed&lt;/b&gt;: club.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;thurs&lt;/b&gt;: work - home.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;fri&lt;/b&gt;: sentosa - work - bencoolen - home.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;sat&lt;/b&gt;: FD3 - work - home.&lt;br&gt;
anddd i wil be working morn shift tmr.&lt;br&gt;
kinda scareddd i couldnt get up on time.&lt;br&gt;
and pay's coming in.&lt;br&gt;
time to get my dnd stuff movies choc buffet.&lt;br&gt;
so i wil be working everyday next week except thurs.&lt;br&gt;
kbox next &lt;u&gt;thurs&lt;/u&gt; :)&lt;br&gt;
meeting grace sihui serene on the &lt;u&gt;13th!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i am free in the &lt;b&gt;aft&lt;/b&gt; though, date me ppl.&lt;br&gt;
its all abt time management.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i love glasshouse i love glasshouse.&lt;br&gt;
and i am a &lt;b&gt;good&lt;/b&gt; server.&lt;br&gt;
though i'm kinda sicked of this mundane job, met 12918414194 &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;irritating&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; nasty customers, had scoldings naggings from the managers, sucky hq ppl, broke 81461414 plates glasses saucers, cried 78136424times during work, &lt;s&gt;stole&lt;/s&gt; ate 89316423 endermints chips fried cala during work, &lt;s&gt;stole&lt;/s&gt; took 8146464fishpouches diaries pens orderpads collar pins, had this bloody miserable pay 4.50/hr, done all those shitty tasks, unappreciated - &lt;u&gt; i still love glasshouse&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
its just like my 2nd home :)&lt;br&gt;
1year anni soooon.&lt;br&gt;
anyone wanna celebrate w me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114149615826683707?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114149615826683707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114149615826683707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-i-do-ve-life-afterall.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114115156037740311</id><published>2006-03-01T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:27.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hols is boring.&lt;br&gt;
extremelyyyy boring.&lt;br&gt;
its like, wake up - towned - work - home.&lt;br&gt;
se-ri-ous-ly i ve nth to do.&lt;br&gt;
NO LIFE.&lt;br&gt;
i ve been in town for 6days!&lt;br&gt;
i am sicked of town.&lt;br&gt;
and i cant stop myself from spending money.&lt;br&gt;
and i know i needa save for dnd.&lt;br&gt;
my to-buy list is getting longer and longer each day.&lt;br&gt;
i &lt;s&gt;wanna&lt;/s&gt; will try to earn &lt;u&gt;1000bucks&lt;/u&gt; these 2mths.&lt;br&gt;
i ve no cash to get outta sg.&lt;br&gt;
i am so bloody bored.&lt;br&gt;
i am starting to miss sch.&lt;br&gt;
i miss &lt;s&gt;projs&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;tutorials&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;tests&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;exams&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
mos tmr.&lt;br&gt;
I NEED A TEMP JOB BADLY PPL.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
when are we gg kbox/sentosa/choc buffet/movies/meeting up?&lt;br&gt;
whens my pay coming in?&lt;br&gt;
wheres my &lt;b&gt;sugar daddy&lt;/b&gt;?!&lt;br&gt;
COME OUT!&lt;br&gt;
tralalala.&lt;br&gt;
i need an entertainer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114115156037740311?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114115156037740311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114115156037740311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/03/hols-is-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114105970075575103</id><published>2006-02-28T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:26.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;guang forced me to watch porn.&lt;br&gt;
sucha bad influence.&lt;br&gt;
horny basket.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114105970075575103?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114105970075575103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114105970075575103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/02/guang-forced-me-to-watch-porn.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114067128057255438</id><published>2006-02-23T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:25.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES ITS HOLS PPL :)&lt;br&gt;
to those who are having your pprs tmr&lt;br&gt;
GOODLUCK MAN.&lt;br&gt;
this sem's a nightmare.&lt;br&gt;
all pprs are so bloody tough.&lt;br&gt;
SCREWED.&lt;br&gt;
hopefully, no supps.&lt;br&gt;
wasted my time for staying up mugging for 3nights, sleeping for &lt;2hrs for 4nights.&lt;br&gt;
rumours saying classes will changeee.&lt;br&gt;
so its still 50-50 meeting the same ppl cus there're only 2banking &amp; finance classes.&lt;br&gt;
NO attention seeker in my class please.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
so the year3s have finally graduated.&lt;br&gt;
andrew guang darren alv vince yasin cheewee ok i ve not much year3 friends.&lt;br&gt;
I WILL STILL MISS YOU GUYS THOUGH I KNOW YOU GUYS WONT MISS ME.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
my mum is gg KL tmr.&lt;br&gt;
leaving me at home.&lt;br&gt;
so whos gonna wash my uniform.&lt;br&gt;
noone knows how to do the washing man.&lt;br&gt;
thats BAD.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
things i wanna do during hols:&lt;br&gt;
work work work.&lt;br&gt;
(i seriously need to get another temp job)&lt;br&gt;
tanning.&lt;br&gt;
sentosa.&lt;br&gt;
clubbing.&lt;br&gt;
get outta singapore. *hongkong anyone?&lt;br&gt;
jogging.&lt;br&gt;
hanging out w lovely friends/colleagues.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;chocolate buffet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
hello?! i dont care CHOCOLATE BUFFET IS A MUST.&lt;br&gt;
kbox.&lt;br&gt;
movies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114067128057255438?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114067128057255438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114067128057255438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/02/yes-its-hols-ppl-to-those-who-are.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114051791857444376</id><published>2006-02-21T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:25.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ve totally screwed my FOI ppr mayb my IF ppr too!&lt;br&gt;
wth.&lt;br&gt;
pprs are getting tougher and tougher.&lt;br&gt;
i did study alright.&lt;br&gt;
covered first half of each subj though.&lt;br&gt;
started mugging since thurs night.&lt;br&gt;
3 nights of overnight mugging at the airport and mac.&lt;br&gt;
i ve slept for an hour ydae for this &lt;s&gt;FUCKING&lt;/s&gt; FOI ppr.&lt;br&gt;
theres so much to cover.&lt;br&gt;
even my class's slackers are SUPER hardworking.&lt;br&gt;
the first time i felt so scared taking exams.&lt;br&gt;
there were times i broke down anddd started tearing my notes.&lt;br&gt;
i even told my mum i wanna get an MC.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
poof.&lt;br&gt;
there goes my A.&lt;br&gt;
let me pass please. give me a B or a C+?&lt;br&gt;
say u love me tutors.&lt;br&gt;
sighs.&lt;br&gt;
mayb the ppr is easy.&lt;br&gt;
mayb its just me.&lt;br&gt;
DUMB DUMB DUMB ARGH.&lt;br&gt;
STUPIDITY.&lt;br&gt;
CARELESS MISTAKES.&lt;br&gt;
SHORT TERM MEMORY.&lt;br&gt;
I HATE THEORIES.&lt;br&gt;
i was so stressed that i was sick and went to the doc.&lt;br&gt;
my menses cameeeeeeee like YDAE NIGHT.&lt;br&gt;
i started banging my head on the walls and talking to myself.&lt;br&gt;
HAHAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;
i am insane.&lt;br&gt;
i cant take it anymore.&lt;br&gt;
return me my complexion and my sleeeeeep.&lt;br&gt;
2more pprs.&lt;br&gt;
AND I AM DYING.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114051791857444376?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114051791857444376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114051791857444376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-ve-totally-screwed-my-foi-ppr-mayb.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364971.post-114025381978553830</id><published>2006-02-18T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:40:24.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO mr neo weiye.&lt;br&gt;
i know youre readdding.&lt;br&gt;
andddd yeap my latest entry wasnt refering to you.&lt;br&gt;
STOP thinking too much.&lt;br&gt;
congrats. i am happy for you :)&lt;br&gt;
and pleaseeee shut EUGENE KOH's mouth.&lt;br&gt;
i am not jealous at all.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i love the airport.&lt;br&gt;
mugged w joyce peng eunice.&lt;br&gt;
saw fellow muggers like my classmates - francis, jason. peter zx kenneth bla bla.&lt;br&gt;
MUGGERS!&lt;br&gt;
haha.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i hope that darling aug will be okay.&lt;br&gt;
you ve us.&lt;br&gt;
be strong i love you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364971-114025381978553830?l=belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114025381978553830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364971/posts/default/114025381978553830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belongs-to-denise.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-mr-neo-weiye.html' title=''/><author><name>denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328961873667912009</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></entry></feed>
