<?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-7789407897678912791</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:22:16.324-07:00</updated><category term='♥baby i need you badly now. Cries :&apos;('/><category term='Tecktonik is th sex yo (:'/><category term='2nd day (:'/><category term='Screen Protector'/><category term='6th day (:'/><category term='4th day (:'/><category term='no mood .'/><category term='Ahbee iloveyou'/><category term='5th day (:'/><category term='3rd day (:'/><category term='A bitch will always thinks tht people is talking bad abt them.'/><category term='1st day (:'/><title type='text'>❤ Lifetime Memories.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>463</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-280117505820338824</id><published>2010-02-20T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:01:17.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved t onsugar.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Relink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved t onsugar. But this blog will still be open. I wont be updating here alr. It will just be kept as memories. (:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not putting links here alr. If you haven relink, thn too bad for you. Hahs, but you can get from me personally(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-280117505820338824?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/280117505820338824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/moved-t-onsugarcom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/280117505820338824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/280117505820338824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/moved-t-onsugarcom.html' title='Moved t onsugar.com'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3735625857427978413</id><published>2010-02-20T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:38:22.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I met her, JL.</title><content type='html'>Wee weet. Today ahling is angry, sad &amp;amp; happy. Read down my post for more details okeh? ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very angry w parents cuz,&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, parents keep nagging &amp;amp; nagging non-stop. Screw it hard! -'- I hate tt feeling. I tried t control my anger, not venting on them but in th end in return i get was t cry myself silently. Nobody understand how i feels deep down... Thy ask me t sleep early &amp;amp; wake up early as its a normal human should do. Alrights, i admit im always sleeping late &amp;amp; waking up in th evening. In th night, i just cant sleep. What thy want me t do? All this doesnt start just only but infact, its been years. Is not tt i nv try sleeping early, i did. But, its impossible. So many years, i've been sleeping in th midnight or nearly t morning. But, only lately my parents make a fuss out of it. What's happening t them? I tired my best t solve out. What i did was t sleep early yst around 2am, which its th earliest for me. I woke up at 11+ am t eat th breakfast thy bought home &amp;amp; took a nap at 3-4+. Is tt too much? I dont think so. I knw, maybe thy are stress out of someth which idk what it is. I tried t make them happy by doing what thy asked me t do. But... things doesnt work out. I seriously wanna knw what's going on. I cant endure life like this. I'll go mentally crazy soon, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;hubby is always thr t console me. Thanks much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; aft so long,&lt;br /&gt;around 1year +, i've not get t contact this girl- i cant name her out. She's once so close t me. Once my everyth. &amp;amp; cuz of someone- which i cant name too, we go diff way. Its was real saddening tt time. She leave me without a words. Thinking back how we are last time, crying &amp;amp; everyth tgt. Make my tears eventually flow down again without evening noticing. We've lost contact. Untill this month, i've somehow found her &amp;amp; asked her for her contact number. We text &amp;amp; so. Till today, i finally get t meet her. I was super happy t see her. I could see th smile on her face again unlike last time, she always crying &amp;amp; being heartbroken. Great :D I still treat her like what we're last time altho she said i've changed. We'll be back like last time alrights? Loveyou D. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naoz,&lt;br /&gt;back t hubby's house aft 1week. Diff feeling. I cant get t play w my dog but at th same time, i dont hear parents nagging. At hubby's house, i cant do what i want. So yeah. But, he's parents is nice lah. Tt's th best thing on earth ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dl-ing back audi in my lappy as i brought t hubby's house. Lalala! I want lvl upupup faster! :D Bai~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3735625857427978413?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3735625857427978413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-met-her-jl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3735625857427978413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3735625857427978413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-met-her-jl.html' title='I met her, JL.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-143038812468767556</id><published>2010-02-18T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:16:50.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd monthsary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S32Q8zg-YdI/AAAAAAAABLY/_1Xz7RCzWZ8/s1600-h/DSC00199+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S32Q8zg-YdI/AAAAAAAABLY/_1Xz7RCzWZ8/s320/DSC00199+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439663299228492242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S32RV0e3FVI/AAAAAAAABLo/kCP_Ry5oBPg/s1600-h/DSC00200+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S32RV0e3FVI/AAAAAAAABLo/kCP_Ry5oBPg/s320/DSC00200+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439663728984790354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;❤&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy 2nd monthsary hubby :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've came so far, without any quarrels. You were th key, tht unlock my heart.&lt;br /&gt;You will always be a great boyf of mine, giving me what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when im sad, you nv t make me smile &amp;amp; laugh again w all your silly actions.&lt;br /&gt;With all your care &amp;amp; concern, i felt, realised &amp;amp; understand what's love.&lt;br /&gt;You were th one, who entered my heart, taking good care of it &amp;amp; making sure you'll nv break it.&lt;br /&gt;Words can nv describe how much i love you.&lt;br /&gt;Th happiness im feeling all this while, is unverbalized.&lt;br /&gt;你在我心莫中,会是永远最棒的那一个.&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much t say, even if you give me 1000 of papers, pages could nv fil w what i want t tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Promise t hold my hand till th end &amp;amp; nv let go alrights?&lt;br /&gt;I want you t be th last one.&lt;br /&gt;Th one who i'll be saying 'yes i do' t.&lt;br /&gt;Th one who will be holding my hands, cutting th wedding cake.&lt;br /&gt;Altho our r/s is still not as long, but i believe we can do it, right?&lt;br /&gt;Th love is fated, th future is destined.&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be th one &amp;amp; only in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Noone can ever replace you.&lt;br /&gt;Thr's only a space in my heart, &amp;amp; th capacity of it can only keep you in it.&lt;br /&gt;I love you as much as before.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ever doubt my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy 2nd monthsary &lt;/span&gt;sweetie pie.&lt;br /&gt;Sarang-heyo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yours truly, ahling (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;{ Edited }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for korkor t come back aft his lion dance. He brought one girl back. Not bad, quite a friendly girl w alot tattoos -.- Waited for korkor t prepare &amp;amp; head down t champion. Lol. Today so many ppl jio me out. Yip long jio go boatquey. Jonathan goh jio go sheesha. Sorry guys, im out of cash. Nxt time alrights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home at 12+,&lt;br /&gt;hubby teached my dota. But, i dont have patient t learn how t farm. Sigh. I must have serious training. 加油！Gonna turn in now. Nightz :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-143038812468767556?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/143038812468767556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/2nd-monthsary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/143038812468767556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/143038812468767556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/2nd-monthsary.html' title='2nd monthsary'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S32Q8zg-YdI/AAAAAAAABLY/_1Xz7RCzWZ8/s72-c/DSC00199+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2792357971992719978</id><published>2010-02-17T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:29:16.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've seen true love, have you?</title><content type='html'>Firstly, my poor hubby is damn sick &amp;amp; so, now he had become my little baby. Get well soon dearest. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up damn late. Parents' nagging will nv stop. Omfg. This few days, i wake up specially late. Idk why. I just have t feeling t sleep &amp;amp; sleep. Fuckit. &amp;amp; this causes my parents t nag. Pffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast/lunch at coffee shop w hubby. Bought BT &amp;amp; smoke downstairs. Chatted w hubby. See police screen kiddos settling gangster stuffs under my house. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home,&lt;br /&gt;hubby dota-ed &amp;amp; i helped him wash his clothe. Aww, i sounded lyk housewife. &amp;amp; yst night, i fed hubby medicine. Lawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening time,&lt;br /&gt;i ate steamboat at home agan together w hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight 12am,&lt;br /&gt;simon called hubby saying he's going down for some prob. We rush down. Thanks adeline for calling 2 guys down t help. Along settling, simon said someth t his ex which made me felt thr's true love in th world. He said: no one can love you more thn i do in front of everyone. &amp;amp; followed by, i believe i can have you back. Woots! I bet you will cry if he say this t you, but too bad. His ex didnt. Settled &amp;amp; went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon,&lt;br /&gt;you won th fight. Be it its talking or fighting. He will nv win you even if its in personality or whatsoever. Well done. Continue woo-ing her back. We believe you can do it. 2 words for you, 加油!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby,&lt;br /&gt;get well soon. I think you're having lag of sleep. Sigh, i love you much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2792357971992719978?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2792357971992719978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-seen-true-love-have-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2792357971992719978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2792357971992719978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-seen-true-love-have-you.html' title='I&apos;ve seen true love, have you?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4996086053127776752</id><published>2010-02-16T08:40:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T09:00:59.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day of CNY</title><content type='html'>Yahooz! I'm back, hehez :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got woke up by parents nagging this morning saying relatives is coming t bainian, ask me faster wake up. I got real damn pissed off. Gave parents black face, who carez. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh up &amp;amp; had my first meal of th day tgt w &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;prepared by mom. See &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;dota again. I was feeling real damn fuckup today. 2 old ones were nagging non-stop. Thy are even as power as 97.2FM. At least radio got breaktime, but thy dont have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12+,&lt;br /&gt;relatives came. My dog bark non-stop. I mean, which dog dont bark when thy see strangers come. But wait, th first time &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;came t my house, my dog didnt bark. Lol. Dad got angry &amp;amp; tied her w leash. I released her &amp;amp; bring her in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &amp;amp; more relatives came,&lt;br /&gt;my precious went mad. Continue barking. Nvm, im super used t it, so i dont feel irritated. Again &amp;amp; again, my poor precious got leashed &amp;amp; tied but too bad. W a good owner of hers, im always releasing her &amp;amp; she will climb up th bed &amp;amp; sit beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone were gambling,&lt;br /&gt;but good thing was, so far till today of CNY, i didnt even gamble. I think th form haven come lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening,&lt;br /&gt;was supposed t meet hls peeps but in th end everyth was corrupted. I dont wish t say here. Was planning where t go w &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. UK funfair, singpapore flyer &amp;amp; etc. But end up, called simon t go sing K again. Hohohoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared &amp;amp; train down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met him at batok,&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hubby's&lt;/span&gt; 2 younger sis &amp;amp; someone. Lol. Lazy t say who is she cuz i dont even knw her. Chatted w them while waiting for simon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at KFC,&lt;br /&gt;smoked &amp;amp; walked over t csc. Before we entered th lounge, we heard 'chang kueh' singing. Lol. It means, idk how t explain .___. This is what simon said first &amp;amp; we were laughing. Went in, room was full. Awwww, so sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;decided t play pool which is somewhere near th lounge. Losers out, winner in. I got trashed by simon &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;altho thy both claimed tht thy dont knw how t play. Boo! But its alright, i enjoyed myself w both of their lame jokes &amp;amp; action. Th room was on w R&amp;amp;B. Simon cannot control himself but t somehow dance. Lol! Super funny. Played for 2hours like tht &amp;amp; it cost us $16 &amp;amp; we pay half each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off t gents &amp;amp; 7eleven t buy some snacks &amp;amp; drinks as im hungry againz. Bus home. Me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; overslept in th bus. We stopped at TPY interchange when we were supposed t change bus at thomsan. So, took 88 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Counting down for me &amp;amp; hubby dearest's 2nd monthsary. Yay! ^^,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you hunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4996086053127776752?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4996086053127776752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/3rd-day-of-cny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4996086053127776752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4996086053127776752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/3rd-day-of-cny.html' title='3rd day of CNY'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3761167631845316715</id><published>2010-02-15T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:19:51.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had my most happy valentine's day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgGq1SQgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PSphjksvmcw/s1600-h/DSC00195+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgGq1SQgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PSphjksvmcw/s400/DSC00195+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438483692719849986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgGIkxnoI/AAAAAAAABLI/XwxLn71sy4w/s1600-h/DSC00194+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgGIkxnoI/AAAAAAAABLI/XwxLn71sy4w/s400/DSC00194+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438483683523796610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgFc8yzLI/AAAAAAAABLA/x6UQP9dvs1I/s1600-h/DSC00190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgFc8yzLI/AAAAAAAABLA/x6UQP9dvs1I/s400/DSC00190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438483671813377202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgEgbGW7I/AAAAAAAABK4/Lf6cZtr14jA/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgEgbGW7I/AAAAAAAABK4/Lf6cZtr14jA/s400/DSC00180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438483655565925298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgDjFalLI/AAAAAAAABKw/CyOtPUOa-Ek/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgDjFalLI/AAAAAAAABKw/CyOtPUOa-Ek/s400/DSC00172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438483639100413106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da-dang! Ahling is here for blogging aft replenish my sleep :D I took many photos w hubby dearest too. -Best thing! Did everyone enjoy your CNY &amp;amp; valentine? Hehe. I did. Infact, i was real damn happy. Yes, for th very first time okay? -Thumbs up! For CNY, im indeed happy too. Cuz its th very first year, i brought boyf along :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14feb09- First day of CNY &amp;amp; valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby cab down my house in th morning at 6+. Fetched hubby at cheers &amp;amp; bought cigs. Hubby dota-ed again. He brought pineapple tarts &amp;amp; one more dont know how t say t my house for my mom- made buy his mom. Thanks lots aunty (: He dota-ed. 9+, family's awake. Prepared &amp;amp; head out t bainian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st place,&lt;br /&gt;1st grandma's house- mom's godma. Okay, not really godma. But i cant elaborate here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd place,&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's house- dad's mom. Every year, grandma's house shud be packed w people but this year is nv th same. People were so less as alot of relatives had passed away last year. Sad. Eat, chatted, fooled around w hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2rd place,&lt;br /&gt;hougang- 2 kor ma house. No people is at home. Only she &amp;amp; her maid. But she's paralised &amp;amp; she dont recorgnise people. So didnt go up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd place,&lt;br /&gt;lorong liew lian- kor ma house. As usual, th whole house is packed. Ate again. Chatted &amp;amp; so. Every year is th same. But this year, lesser much places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th place,&lt;br /&gt;woodlands- mom's biggest brother. Joked around. Was supposed t gamble. But me &amp;amp; hubby rushing t go over his relatives house while mom, dad &amp;amp; bro head t mom's 2nd brother house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad sent me &amp;amp; hubby t marsiling MRT. We trained t bishan &amp;amp; took a cab as we're going t tamp &amp;amp; th journey is so damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached. Sat awhile &amp;amp; went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon- hubby's younger bro,&lt;br /&gt;planned t go club but not much club open today. Decided t go orchard for KBOX &amp;amp; thn for a movie. &amp;amp; so, we 3 trained down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached,&lt;br /&gt;had our dinner at cine while simon went t check th KBOX thingy. After din, off t buy movie tix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for th movie t start at 3.20am,&lt;br /&gt;we went t KBOX first. We had alot of fun, i swear. Simon &amp;amp; hubby's singing were super nice. Best thing was, their voice were totally th same. Hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft KBOX,&lt;br /&gt;went t kpool. Decided t have few rounds of pool but didnt. Simon saw his ex. He talked t her, so me &amp;amp; hubby went t smoke. Saw jiayang- twinneh baby &amp;amp; bibi. Chatted. Back t find simon. Th KBOX were super ex. Lazy t explain. But thanks simon, for paying more. ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat down,&lt;br /&gt;took alot of pictures w hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time,&lt;br /&gt;went in. We watched 'th little soldiers'. Rated 4/5. Whole movie was funny, but th ending abit sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After math,&lt;br /&gt;was supposed t cab back t my house while simon train back t his house. But, i dont wanna leave him alone waiting as he's not feeling alright over someth, so i asked hubby t go back accompany him. Chatted alot w him after so many times i've seen him at hubby's house but we nv talk tht much. He's a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6am,&lt;br /&gt;waited for cab but none. Srew all th cabs. Walked around orchard, waiting for cab. We walked 1hr ++. Finally got cab. Lobang simon's cab t bishan &amp;amp; we shared cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw, my house will be packed i think. Many people coming my house. I want t drink &amp;amp; mj. Anyone? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my sweetest hubby-&lt;br /&gt;Hubby! Thanks for making every occassion th most memorable one for me. Yes, you're indeed th sweetest guy i have. You nv fail t make me laugh &amp;amp; smile. Giving me th most happiest time w you &amp;amp; showering me w your greatest love &amp;amp; care. Without you, i wont knw what t do. I will be lose, if you're not here. Cuz i once told myself, tht my smile will nv be true again. But, you showed me tht i was wrong. So far, so good. We nv quarrel before. Lets keep all this sweetness w us, hand in hand all th way till th end of time. Rmb what i told you, you're my last. I love you, &amp;amp; it will forever be true. Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for simon-&lt;br /&gt;Heys, cheer up alrights. I knw how you're feeling deep inside. Everyth takes time t heal. Its painful deep down, but you cant do anyth much alr. Altho yst was th first time i talked t you abt ur probs, i can feel exactly what you're going thru as i've been in th same boat as you. Me &amp;amp; jason wont want t see you like tht. It hurts him too. At least, he's willing t be thr when i asked him too. Dont worry, no matter what. If you want t rant out anyth or everyth, im always here for you. Be it at ur house or a phone call away, i will always hear you ranting. Alrights? Do promise me tht you dont do anyth foolish t make me &amp;amp; jason worry. Cuz if anyth happen t you, i dont knw what will jason do. Takegoodcare. Seeyou tmrw :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3761167631845316715?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3761167631845316715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-had-my-most-happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3761167631845316715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3761167631845316715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-had-my-most-happy-valentines-day.html' title='I had my most happy valentine&apos;s day.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3lgGq1SQgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/PSphjksvmcw/s72-c/DSC00195+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2314458167733774760</id><published>2010-02-13T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T08:05:52.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion dinner</title><content type='html'>Here, ahling's wishing everyone a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy chinese new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Happy valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;in advance :D- Hope you guys will enjoy it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt tht im alone all by myself today morning when hubby has t go back his house cuz its reunion tonightz. Th feeling inside me was hell damn shitty. Me hate it much. My tears were uncontrollable yesterday night. Yes, hubby was thr t console me. We have been tgt for 24/7 all this while. We are not even seperated for just a min. Oh well, i just simply cant live without hubby dearest. At th same time, i dont want t be too rely on him. I want t be someone independent. But ever since i stayed w hubby, i can dont ever think of tht alr. Haa! It will nv happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby called when he reached home. Chatted w him while he's going market w his mom. I fall asleep straight after we hanged up as he needs t accompany his mom. 8+, he reached home &amp;amp; keep bombing my phone &amp;amp; i cant even wake up lah. Only managed t hear phone calls at 10+. So sorry hubby. When he's bombing my phone, you knw what he's doing? Dota! .___. Before hubby hang up th phone t go sleep, he suddenly gave me a kiss on phone which is th first time. I just felt so sweet of it. Awwwww (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening,&lt;br /&gt;mom woke me up. Prepared &amp;amp; head down t grandma house. Dad brought my precious along after bathing her. He said tht we all go reunion, she also must go. &amp;amp; so we brought her eating plates along. Cute :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smallest uncle have alr reached. Ate &amp;amp; chatted. I just dont feel right w everyth i do when hubby is not beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually,&lt;br /&gt;only can see hubby tmrw aft he's bai nian. But now no need ler. Right now, im waiting for him t come over. Love much! :D He will be sleeping over at my house. Tmrw bringing him go grandma house &amp;amp; thn he will go over t find his parents t bai nian w relatives &amp;amp; come back find me t bai nian w my relatives agn aft he've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's th first guy,&lt;br /&gt;tht have gone thru so much occassion together w me. Best thing was, valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;, rmb i told you guys i pierce my targus yst? &amp;amp; i ate alot of prawn today. Die, i can feel th pain now. Its getting worst. :'( I dont want infection lah! Omfg. I hope its not. -Pray hard. Hehez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;你在我的心莫中，是最美丽的东西。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;只是你能带给了我快乐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;不管风风雨雨，我都会永远陪在你生边，为你挡风和择雨。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;不管是天亮还是天暗，我都回守护着你，和你度过每一天。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Copyrighted, ahling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ Edited post }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights,&lt;br /&gt;hubby cant meet me due t some reason. Me is very sad. But, its ok. I'm meeting him in th morning at 6am :D Luvs baby. I cant get t sleep. My bed is v.empty. Tonight, noone's disturbing me, noone's speaking t me w tht lil baby's tone, noone's making me laugh, noone's hugging me t sleep, noone's gonna kiss me &amp;amp; pat me t sleep. Who's tht 'noone?' Everyone knew. Da-dang! Its my lil precious baby of mine ): Arghs. Fuk it. 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Ahling is so happy naoz. (: Cuz, i went shopping w hubby love today &amp;amp; we spent a hole. Hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr ben called me &amp;amp; say he wants t meet me t catch up since we nv talk for so long alr. Called lingling &amp;amp; was supposed t meet her at bugis as hubby wanna go buy CNY clothe &amp;amp; mr ben is working at thr too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train down,&lt;br /&gt;reached &amp;amp; saw lingling. Lol, so qiao -.- She's forever talking like loud speaker. -'- Everywhere were so pack cansxz .___. Hubby bought 2set of formal &amp;amp; 2 berm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying clothe,&lt;br /&gt;called mr ben. Waited for him outside mos &amp;amp; were deciding where t eat &amp;amp; we end up eating mos. Chatted alot w him. He showed me 2video. Dont know what laughing yoga &amp;amp; mental floss. He asked me t laugh myself. Stupid like fuk only. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he left t go back work,&lt;br /&gt;shopped around for my piercings. Bought 1set of diff colour's nose stud, lips stud, couple tongue stud &amp;amp; hubby bought ear ring. &amp;amp; we pierced ear together. Again, its couple piercing ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw so many familiar faces. Sway thing was, i saw lewis &amp;amp; ahboy. Hahaha. He nv change. Always talking cock. &amp;amp; i saw aaron, william &amp;amp; co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat down,&lt;br /&gt;smoke. Saw xiaobai &amp;amp; one girl. Talked abit &amp;amp; he left. Went t toilet &amp;amp; train back t bishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bishan,&lt;br /&gt;asked hubby t go J8 for awhile. I wanna see things. &amp;amp; in th end, i surprised him. We bought couple ring for valentine's present. Heheheh :D Love it ttm oh. Walked home, bought greentea &amp;amp; i took 4 dog food for my precious &amp;amp; hubby's wanted conditional. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think hubby should be happy today yeah? Haa. I love you lots. CNY is coming, anyone wanna come my house bai nian on chu 3? Tmrw hubby is going home alr. &amp;amp; i can only see him on chu 1 after he bai nian which is valentine's day. Aww, so sad. 1day cannot see him when he's like w me 24/7 for so long alr! Sigh. But nvm, our heart is still as close as ever right? Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks hubby, for everyth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5528234177643406595?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5528234177643406595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/shoppinggggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5528234177643406595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5528234177643406595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/shoppinggggg.html' title='Shoppinggggg!'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3VqcSEZv7I/AAAAAAAABKo/gdjvdqkjP48/s72-c/DSC00167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2702857245095545113</id><published>2010-02-11T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:30:15.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy &amp; contented</title><content type='html'>Ok,&lt;br /&gt;CNY is around th corner. I guess everyone shud be busy cleaning &amp;amp; packing th house right? You all might be having th same thinking as me. Haiya, so many things t clean, so many dust &amp;amp; it makes my nose itchy. Dont know how long nv clean those stuffs alr. Correct? But nvm la. Always rmb, after all this hard work, you'll pay off w ur angbao money. Hahaha! Stop th crap here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept th whole day yesterday till night thn i wake up cuz th day before me &amp;amp; hubby slept in th morning 8am. He has been like dota-ing ALL.THE.WAY &amp;amp; i've been sitting thr staring at him playing dota ALL.THE.WAY too. Poor thing right? Nah, its worth. Cuz my hubby will entertain me at th same time. Thts how sweet of him ^^, Gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn at night,&lt;br /&gt;head down t coffee shop t eat w hubby's family. Off t 7eleven t buy stuffs, smoke &amp;amp; home. As usual, hubby dota w his bro all th way till today morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldnt get t sleep,&lt;br /&gt;so decided t go back my house. Prepared &amp;amp; bus home. Hubby fall asleep in th bus while i stare in th air w blank mind all th way till thomson t change bus. Hubby did someth v.cute when we alighted th bus. I kept asking him t do it again but he dont want. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached house bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;korkor called. Asking me t wait for him as he wanna go buy paint t paint th door. Lol. Painter siol. Walked around all th painting shop &amp;amp; ask korkor for 2bucks t buy bubble tea &amp;amp; he gave me. Hehe. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home,&lt;br /&gt;chatted w korkor. Joke around like usual. Slept aft tht. Evening, woke up. Hubby dota-ed again while waiting for parents t back t have dinner together. Met pornstar di under my house void deck tgt w hubby. Is like so finally. After so many years, i finaly get t meet him. Disturbing around. Met parents under th block &amp;amp; went t eat dinner. Bought cigs &amp;amp; went void deck t wait for adeline t come- Kor's girlf. Slacked till 10+, di went home. Adeline is staying over night at my house today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naoz,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is packing th house as well as me. My nose inside is full of shit dust &amp;amp; my mom keep kpkb asking me dont play lappy &amp;amp; faster clean. Holyshit! Nvm, i shall be a good girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you, not only for now. But for eternity. Hubby uh, when?! Lol. You shud knw uh. :/ I hearts you many! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2702857245095545113?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2702857245095545113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-contented.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2702857245095545113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2702857245095545113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-contented.html' title='Happy &amp; contented'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-8020463425886243265</id><published>2010-02-09T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T06:22:40.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Th taste of honey, i've alr tasted.</title><content type='html'>Fuking cameroon's airline wasted so much of our time waiting for tht little puppy t be ship over. Patients have its limit .!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update,&lt;br /&gt;Hubby woke me up in th afternoon cuz we need t go do stuffs. I was still feeling sick. My voice changed. Hubby dota-ed 1round after korkor use my comp t check someth &amp;amp; see lion dance's video while waiting for me t prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. After im done preparing,&lt;br /&gt;Packed my lappy cuz hubby wanna bring t his house &amp;amp; bus down t tpy t get our stuffs done &amp;amp; went t eat KFC. Went t change phone again after which. Lolz. Hubby topped up th rest for me. Tyvm sweetie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,&lt;br /&gt;Bus back t hubby's house. Traffic jammed -.- Home t put stuffs &amp;amp; went down t buy greentea, tidbits &amp;amp; chocolates (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naoz,&lt;br /&gt;Hubby &amp;amp; his bro playing dota -.- One person use one comp &amp;amp; i'm using hubby's lappy. Laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chan rak khoon makmak (':&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-8020463425886243265?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8020463425886243265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/th-taste-of-honey-ive-alr-tasted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8020463425886243265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8020463425886243265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/th-taste-of-honey-ive-alr-tasted.html' title='Th taste of honey, i&apos;ve alr tasted.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-1210236946871842278</id><published>2010-02-08T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T10:14:15.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdued photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Overdue pictures.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BR3A6niGI/AAAAAAAABKg/GDycSuw4fCk/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BR3A6niGI/AAAAAAAABKg/GDycSuw4fCk/s400/DSC00190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435934755816704098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Our new keychain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BR2kFjx_I/AAAAAAAABKY/5BdsETwLiyI/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BR2kFjx_I/AAAAAAAABKY/5BdsETwLiyI/s400/DSC00187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435934748077967346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Hubby cooked for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRvvbEKBI/AAAAAAAABKQ/4dEsqrgRfDo/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRvvbEKBI/AAAAAAAABKQ/4dEsqrgRfDo/s400/DSC00186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435934630861875218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRvFSvkrI/AAAAAAAABKI/qu0YRKcoOtw/s1600-h/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRvFSvkrI/AAAAAAAABKI/qu0YRKcoOtw/s400/DSC00184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435934619552682674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- My cutest sweetie pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRu9nvzuI/AAAAAAAABKA/gCg3TAPapRo/s1600-h/DSC00182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRu9nvzuI/AAAAAAAABKA/gCg3TAPapRo/s400/DSC00182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435934617493294818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRuecLGjI/AAAAAAAABJ4/LoxolC20kUM/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRuecLGjI/AAAAAAAABJ4/LoxolC20kUM/s400/DSC00172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435934609123252786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- His girl, not yours. J's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRt4IbtoI/AAAAAAAABJw/1FCBeRxKbh4/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BRt4IbtoI/AAAAAAAABJw/1FCBeRxKbh4/s400/DSC00168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435934598839907970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Siao cb bought for me on th way t kenny's grandma songka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hehe :B I'm back. Why is everyone reading my blog but no tagging one? So sad mansxz. Hahah! My traffic feed is not fake one hor! Laughs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7Feb09,&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; hubby slept till damn late thn wake up. Which means, we're home th whole day(: Was supposed t go back his house but he's lazy. Lol. See hubby dota all th way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at evening 5+ &amp;amp; hubby says he's hungry. So yeah, cooked for him. Mummy called, asking me t go buy my slipper for CNY. While korkor is cooking dinner for family, i prepared &amp;amp; waited for him as well as hubby t finish his dota game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought,&lt;br /&gt;1 m)phosis bag in white which cost around $35++ &amp;amp; a slipper for $17++. Mommy paid $50 &amp;amp; th rest i paid myself. Shopped around for korkor's shoe but non caught his eyes. So, walked home. Went home &amp;amp; had dinner. Went down t AXS machine t pay for hubby's broadband but th machine spoiled. So bus t J8 t pay. Bought greentea at primemart &amp;amp; went home. I'm sick again ): Headache. Hubby is waiting for my lappy t D.O.T.A againz. -Pffs Tmrw will be back at hubby's house. Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;My hubby's hand is ALWAYS itchy. Whenever he nv disturb me, he will feel uneasy .___. However, i love him ttm. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-1210236946871842278?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1210236946871842278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/overdued-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1210236946871842278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1210236946871842278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/overdued-photos.html' title='Overdued photos.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S3BR3A6niGI/AAAAAAAABKg/GDycSuw4fCk/s72-c/DSC00190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3802173283882537</id><published>2010-02-06T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:07:37.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration.</title><content type='html'>Slept whole day. Woke up at 3+ &amp;amp; had breakfast/lunch cooked by mummy. Hubby dota-ed few round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening,&lt;br /&gt;4+, we prepared &amp;amp; mrt t clementi. Met up w hubby's friends for wanying's &amp;amp; maomao's birthday celebration. -Happy 18th birthday t wanying &amp;amp; 21st t maomao. I dont know anyone thr except for xiaobai tht i've seen before. Waited for shutter bus over t turf city. Eat, talk, cut cake, play etc. Hubby's sunzi &amp;amp; birthday girl was damn funny. Thy were telling me lame jokes. Haa! After eating, when we're walking out of turf city, thy were holding hands in 5. Walking all over &amp;amp; fooling around. Thy were them joke i swear.Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night,&lt;br /&gt;Bus back t my house w hubby &amp;amp; im having headaches again. Oh god, what have ahling done t have headaches for continuous days? Im sorry god, if i did. -Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naoz,&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is waiting for my lappy t D.O.T.A. Shall stop her alrights? Nightz earthlings (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always ask hubby this-&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who are you t me?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Your baby lor. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Speaking in a super uber sweet baby's tone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kissed on his cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* This is what he always do t melt my small little heart *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love my precious baby lots just cuz he knws exactly how t make me smile, laugh &amp;amp; felt so loved by him :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3802173283882537?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3802173283882537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3802173283882537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3802173283882537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/celebration.html' title='Celebration.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3687386183917571638</id><published>2010-02-05T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:03:23.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boyf is a little babyboy (:</title><content type='html'>Here's a short post since hubby is disturbing me. He just farted on my bed &amp;amp; its fuking smelly. He's th first one who turn &amp;amp; cover his nose. Stupid baby make me suffer from his fart smell. Eew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naoz,&lt;br /&gt;Im back at my house cuz mommy wants t bring me t shopping tmrw- Thumbs up ^^, &amp;amp; best thing was, hubby is going w me. Hehe :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;Woke up &amp;amp; fall asleep back &amp;amp; hubby continue his dota. Pffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening,&lt;br /&gt;6+, prepared &amp;amp; bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night,&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at home. Aftermath, supposed t go BBQ w HLS people but in th end nv. Helped daddy buy cigs &amp;amp; my greentea. Watch show again :) Nice show. Last time, when hubby &amp;amp; kennyboy was talking abt this show, i asked them what shit show is tht but now. I, myself is watching. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby wants t sleep alr. So, goodnightz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3687386183917571638?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3687386183917571638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-boyf-is-little-babyboy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3687386183917571638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3687386183917571638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-boyf-is-little-babyboy.html' title='My boyf is a little babyboy (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-1571127835054702703</id><published>2010-02-04T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:16:07.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forvever? Eternity? Everlasting?</title><content type='html'>Morning,&lt;br /&gt;Hubby woke up earlier thn me &amp;amp; he didnt wake me up but usually he will disturb me one. He woke me up only after he ended 1round of dota. Hehe. Was complaining t him tht im hungry. He was guai enough t change &amp;amp; just leave th house. -Goodboy. Ate chicken rice. Went t press money &amp;amp; off t 5head. Hubby went t have his haircut. 7evelen t buy greentea &amp;amp; off home. Smoked under block before going home. Saw vanessa &amp;amp; hubby ask her wait for us t go home tgt. Hubby dota-ed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening,&lt;br /&gt;Adeline called me- Skip this part. Home around 9. Bathe &amp;amp; hubby helped me wash my slepping shirt ok? So sweet la. First time boyf wash for me. Watched show w hubby aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During th show time,&lt;br /&gt;Many things run thru my mind. You guys should knw. Im everyday w hubby. Even when he goes work, i'll fetch him in th night. Now tht he's no longer working, im staying w him even more hrs. I'm afraid, hubby's feeling for me will change. Like, he no longer love me more thn last time cuz he wont be missing me. Maybe im just thinking too much cuz everyone knw tht i loved him alot &amp;amp; i cant afford t lose him. All of my friends said tht i've changed after being w him cuz i no longer meet them. When thy called me asking where am i, th answer will be w boyf. &amp;amp; so now, seldom of them call me alr. Worst is i keep losing all my contacts which i cant even bothered t ask back. Laughs. Hubby should be happy for this right? ^^, I hope hubby's love for me is still th same. (: Be postitive ahling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After show,&lt;br /&gt;Hubby cooked for me &amp;amp; i took picture. Lol. Shall upload all my overdued pictures when im free ok? I mean, not im busy la. Is when i got th 'feeling' t upload cuz its all in my phone. Hehe :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-1571127835054702703?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1571127835054702703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/forvever-eternity-everlasting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1571127835054702703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1571127835054702703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/forvever-eternity-everlasting.html' title='Forvever? Eternity? Everlasting?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-6867912371770257053</id><published>2010-02-03T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T06:50:11.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chan rak khoon mak mak : )</title><content type='html'>Hello people : ) Ahling is back for blogging. Nothing much t post lehz. But i shall post if not my blog will have alot of webs. Not gonna private blog alr. Will just let those bitches &amp;amp; sluts t read &amp;amp; spam whatever thy want okay? Cuz ahling nv do anyth 对不起自己 or 见不得光 de thing. Unlike some people. Flirting &amp;amp; flinging around &amp;amp; private their blog cuz thy scare people knw. ROFLMAO  ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i wanna thanks hubby's mommy for the orange tht she gave t my mom. Hehe :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, doing nothing much this few days. I only knw i've been w hubby for 24/7. Marvellous! :D Is either his home, or my home. Isnt it great? Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, home in th afternoon. Met shermaine ng eng ko (parrot in hokkien) &amp;amp; valerie under my house void deck tgt w hubby. After so long, fianlly met them. Night, met adeline at 3head. Lol! So long didnt see her. After so many months of not seeing her, she's still as tall as me. Taller thn me a head. So this means tht i hasnt been grwoing but its okay. Cuz as for a girl, my height is acceptable but just for my weight. Im forever underweight. Tsk .__.  Chatted alot w her for around 1hr. But sadly, lingling wasnt w us. If not i think its confirm a chaos talking abt eileen tht douchbag who break up me &amp;amp; lingling's sistership + lingling &amp;amp; adeline's sistership in th past. Bought greentea &amp;amp; went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning, both hubby's mobile &amp;amp; mine was ringing like OMFG. Calls from overseas. We were hell damn tired &amp;amp; cant even bother t pick up. All we did was off-ing it t silent mood &amp;amp; continue sleeping. Woke up at 1+. Smoked &amp;amp; called mummy. Hubby dota-ed 1round &amp;amp; we prepared t go back my house. Hubby was great enough t carry th super big &amp;amp; heavy's box of orange from his house t my house. Haaa! Had our 1st meal at LJS. Walked home aftermath. Halfway, saw dad's car &amp;amp; he fetch us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing at home. But i went home t put those used clothe &amp;amp; changed new clothe + took new undergarvements &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Cuz you were th one who brighten up my everyday, bringing me laughter &amp;amp; smies. Letting me understand &amp;amp; felt whats love. Thanks hubby, for everyday &amp;amp; everyth. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-6867912371770257053?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6867912371770257053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/chan-rak-khoon-mak-mak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6867912371770257053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6867912371770257053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/chan-rak-khoon-mak-mak.html' title='Chan rak khoon mak mak : )'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4033926126610265946</id><published>2010-02-01T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:38:17.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A bitch will always thinks tht people is talking bad abt them.'/><title type='text'>Complain queen.</title><content type='html'>Will be privating my blog soon. Cuz got one CREATURE came t my blog &amp;amp; see my post. Thn go complaining t my parents like a FAT BABY sayin im posting abt her when actually im not &amp;amp; she was just assuming w her SMALL LITTLE BRAIN. I think she's guilty bah. So sad. She thot my parents will scold me thn can make herself feel btr. But too bad, YOU FAILED (: Still say i dont dare admit when i was posting abt her &amp;amp; say me xiao meimei. I dont think she knws th defination of xiao meimei. Haiya, her education so low. Tsk. Cannot be blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you guys a joke. Thr is once, tht CREATURE tagged me using 'passerby' asking me someth when it was actually her. ROFLMAO. I believe im not as stupid as her. IP add was exactly th same &amp;amp; th typing. Ohya, i forgot she told me tht she dont knw how t check IP. Nvm la, forgive brainless kid. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think im saying you, thn be it lor. Nobody ask you t come my blog &amp;amp; see abt how bad i describe you &amp;amp; how bad i talked abt you. DONT NEED ASSUME cuz THR WASNT EVEN A SINGLE WORD OF YOUR FUCKING NAME IN MY BLOG. Dont make a fool outta yourself. ^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4033926126610265946?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4033926126610265946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/complain-queen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4033926126610265946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4033926126610265946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/complain-queen.html' title='Complain queen.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-6632195727458795931</id><published>2010-01-31T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:42:17.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey love.</title><content type='html'>Meiling sissy! Cheer up alrights? Ahling is always here for you. I love you like last time :D Dont have him wont die one. Find someone btr. 你可以的！加油！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met parents for breakfast in th morning. Quarreled at coffee shop. Dad said even wanting t eat breakfast also difficult. &amp;amp; pls, for goodness sake. Thy were th one who started bringing up stuffs t quarrel w me. After breakfast, i went home first will thy head t buy things as i dont wanna quarrel w them. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, did my stuffs. Thy came home &amp;amp; left t bring grandma t buy CNY clothe. Afternoon, i napped awhile &amp;amp; hubby woke me up at 5+ i think. I was too sleepy. As usual, head down t fetch hubby. Someth unpleasent happened t him. Shall not disclose here. Wheet, hubby! Finally we're able t work tgt uh (: Shall go down find my uncle soooon! &lt;: &amp;amp; we can save lotsa money tgt alr. Rmb ur promise hor. Every month uh. Hehe :B Okay, im helping hubby t save money for his future needs. See, im sucha great saver. Unlike some bitch who uses his money like water tap last time. Nv even think of this future. Only knw how t ask him for money t buy this buy tht, smlj also want. Nv think of how fuking long hrs he work a day t earn all these hard money for his own living. Lil kids. Tsk. Dinner at 4head. Reached home at 11+. Tmrw, maybe going t pasir ris farmway again. Still deciding on whether t send 500bucks over t cameroon's shipping company for our puppy's insurance &amp;amp; thy can send our puppy over &amp;amp; refund th money once th puppy arrived. We're afraid tht its a scam. ): But hubby think its not. Shall we? Arghs. Fickle minded. Update again. I'm off t accompany hubby w his DOTA &lt;: Nights earthlings~ I always tell hubby this, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've got a rich husband&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; he will say, he've got a rich wife :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-6632195727458795931?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6632195727458795931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/honey-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6632195727458795931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6632195727458795931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/honey-love.html' title='Honey love.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-6196527371643388261</id><published>2010-01-30T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:10:32.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faults found where?</title><content type='html'>Hubby headed t work first &amp;amp; i took another bus cuz i was still smoking. While waiting for bus t go sing post t meet hubby's mummy, i saw her at bus stop too. Reached sing post, queued awhile &amp;amp; did my stuffs. Talked alot t aunty on th way thr. She's real understanding mommy. Bus-ed t hubby's shop t get th email sent t th person &amp;amp; went home. Hopefully th puppy will arrive today- Pray hard. While im on th bus going inter, hubby's mummy called saying she bought 20 zui kueh &amp;amp; ask me bring home for my mom. I got shocked. Haa. &amp;amp; so she bus-ed down t LS &amp;amp; train t JE t pass t me. See, she so nice right? Trained home &amp;amp; ate breakfast. My mom asked me t text aunty saying thanks &amp;amp; its nice. Aunty replied those cute msges. Idk how t say. But th way she reply, its like our trend. Hehe :B Told hubby someth which i felt unhappy of. I hope he will understand what im trying t get th msg across t him. Fall asleep as my tummy was so cramp- Red alert. Woke up at by hubby's call. &amp;amp; i fall asleep back. When i woke up at 3, th pain make me couldnt even stand up. Pathetic. After awhile, mummy asked me t eat. Right now, smoking &amp;amp; im gonna bathe t head down t find lingling &amp;amp; t hubby's shop (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for someone: Stop making up story &amp;amp; tell my parents this &amp;amp; tht cuz it wont benefits you much sucker. Dont regret if i do anyth t you. We were once so good &amp;amp; now it became like this all cuz of you're a flirt &amp;amp; people dumb you. Lucky my bro didnt really fall in love w you &amp;amp; you 2 were tgt. Watch ur steps each day when you're outside. ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope things will remain as sweet as it is. Hubby, i love you much :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-6196527371643388261?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6196527371643388261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/faults-found-where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6196527371643388261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6196527371643388261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/faults-found-where.html' title='Faults found where?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-7848271192465155376</id><published>2010-01-29T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:37:35.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>害怕的心情,及时才能消失?</title><content type='html'>Cried badly yst night. You said you didnt change. You apologised t me many times. I choose t take it in th way tht cuz i, myself was thinking too much or having paranoid's mood. But, after asking myself this- If you dont speak t me in tht way, why would i even think of you're changing or you've changed? Its must be tht you've done someth &amp;amp; this is why im thinking of it. Am i right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dont know what have i done t deserve this. You said you didnt. But why am i feeling it? Th pain in my heart is hundred times more thn a fuking knife poking thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, im crying now. Its not im having my depression back. But, i really cant accept th way you're talking t me like this. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It will be hard for me t smile again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-7848271192465155376?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7848271192465155376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7848271192465155376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7848271192465155376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_28.html' title='害怕的心情,及时才能消失?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5196389318531688127</id><published>2010-01-28T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:24:02.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different or Difference?</title><content type='html'>Somehow or rather, my mood is no where good. I can tear over very small matter even when hubby was just joking &amp;amp; saying i've changed alr. Idk why. My emotional is fuking unstable. I tend t get paranoid easily or getting pekchek for nothing. I seriously dont knw what is happening t me. Where have i gone t? I felt tht my soul is lost. I'm just so not being myself. I get angry easily when a small lil matter happen. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; why &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt quarrel w hubby at all. In fact, we didnt even quarrel before what. But why am i feeling so down out of sudden? I seriously wants t knw what is happening t me. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prehaps or maybe... Everyth tht causes me in th state so out of sudden is cuz of my dad- bringing up abt my saddest t me again. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;my lil precious&lt;/span&gt;. I dont knw how t communicate w them now, cuz i find them speaking hurtfull words t me every now &amp;amp; thn. I dont know what t do. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;But please. Dont brood up th past. I still misses my lil precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless. Thanks hubby, for always making me smile after my sadness. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;He will nv failed t cheer me up&lt;/span&gt;. Knw why? Alr said his my hubby what! (':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5196389318531688127?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5196389318531688127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/different-or-difference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5196389318531688127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5196389318531688127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/different-or-difference.html' title='Different or Difference?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-588473781243448124</id><published>2010-01-26T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T08:02:47.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的快乐就掌握在你的手掌心.</title><content type='html'>Shopping w hubby today. First, cab down t SPCA located at MT vernon rd. Was damn sway, when we reached at 4, it just closed. We thot we could make it by 4 but too bad. Asked th staffs thr, thy say if wanna adopt dog, must bring whole family down t be counselled. Smjl -.- Nvm. Called patrick cousin, ask him where got sell cheaper's dog cuz hubby always wanted one &amp;amp; so i wanted t buy for him. Cab down t pasir ris farmway &amp;amp; walked around all th puppies' shop. All so ex. Saw one maltese puppy selling at $680 but th fur like abit less. Somehow looked like got sickness. Didnt bought any in th end. Train-ed down t vivo. Halfway, alight at aljunied &amp;amp; cab down cuz hubby say very waste time. Head t eat our first meal at LJS. Walked around, smoked &amp;amp; train home. Was deciding whether t buy tht maltese puppy anot. But got another one's fur is more &amp;amp; definetely it looks better. So, i told hubby t just called tht uncle t send down tmrw. Alright, it cost me $1280. Nvm, money is not th prob. I mean, im not rich. Im hell broke now. But fullfilling someth tht hubby wanted it alot, i think its worth it afterall. I could see th real smile on his face after so much tht he have gone thru last time w tht slut. Hehe. When i reached home, i was feeling hungry again &amp;amp; hubby cooked maggie for me! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it was so coincident. Th puppy's DOB is on 18 October when mine is on 15 october &amp;amp; hubby's on 5 october. You see, all of us is october babies. I told hubby i want my baby t be october's babies too. Some more, th puppy's DOB's date is our anni. Hohoho! Great ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss my lingling sissy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hubby oh hubby, woaini lots lots! Nv shall this love will go apart okay? Please treasure everyth i've given you. You knw tht its nv possible for me t spend so much money on a guy just for a small little thing but i've given you. Dont ever hong outside hor! If not, you'll knw what will happen. But i trust tht you wont right? Muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-588473781243448124?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/588473781243448124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/588473781243448124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/588473781243448124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='我的快乐就掌握在你的手掌心.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4773128244536712040</id><published>2010-01-24T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:37:19.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its you, my baby L.O.V.E (:</title><content type='html'>Text meiling yst asking why she nv msg me. Thr we start our lame craps. Too long t elaborate here. But she's just one siao cb. Hahahahah. Thanks sissy, for tht post ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached hubby's shop, he make me angry. Hoho. But awhile ltr, i gave in by asking him for my cigs. Hehe. Waited for him t end work &amp;amp; home for dinner. His mommy cooked fried rice- hubby's favourite. Aunty bought me a pants-skirt. Tyvm! (: So sweet of her lehz. Aftermath, hubby wanted t dota &amp;amp; his bro is using comp. &amp;amp; thn, he fell asleep again. I helped him cover blanket &amp;amp; i went lala land tgt w him. Midnight, i woke up t help him cover blanket twice. But he keep kicking it away. Got flu still cannot guai guai sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, thr he goes disturbing me for me t wake up. When i wake up, he'll give me a kiss on my cheek like usual. Aww, my hubby is so sweet right? ^^v Thanks hubby, for topping up my ezlink again &amp;amp; cigs. Love you t th max! See him off t work &amp;amp; i went home ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna fetch him early today. Tmrw, hubby's off again! ^^, Still deciding tonight sleeping at my house or his house. Shall post again if thr's any event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;' You're my happy pill, hubby. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4773128244536712040?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4773128244536712040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-you-my-baby-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4773128244536712040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4773128244536712040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-you-my-baby-love.html' title='Its you, my baby L.O.V.E (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-930827958430605400</id><published>2010-01-23T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:01:23.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As days goes by, years passing by w a blink of an eye, im growing into a young adult. Many things is flashing thru my mind. Here i am, posting out my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was in primary sch, i didnt study well &amp;amp; so, i got bad results in PSLE. Went into anderson sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary time, im still fooling around. Mixing w all sorts of people. Fighting all day long. Having conflicts w classmates. Smoking in sch, pontanning sch, play shirt &amp;amp; etc. Did things beyond th law &amp;amp; got myself probation for 2years when i was 14. Made my parents hell worried for me everyday worrying i wont be home by time, breeching probation, sendin back t court, got fresh case &amp;amp; stuffs. Having hard time in r/s. Was hurt most of th time. Cried everyday when i was w alfred (ahbee). Slashed myself, wanting t suicide, was send into IMH &amp;amp; all unpleasent things come. Couldnt control my emotion. Was tired of life tht time. Sigh. Crying &amp;amp; pleading my parents t let me just die. Yes, i knw i was stupid tht time, dying for a guy. As days goes by, i started t be stronger. Everyth turned back t normal. Scored normal for my N's &amp;amp; i didnt go ITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, took private O's. Still, im fighting all th way dont knw for what. Acting like a stupid hero. -.- Clubbing, drinking &amp;amp; tonning is what i do almost everyday. Super no life. Getting myself pregnant w leslie's (bastard) baby cuz he raped me when im his girlf. He started lying &amp;amp; so on. Broke up w him &amp;amp; aborted my lil child. Cried over it for sometime. Knew my current boyf around nov. He nv failed t cheer me up. Fell in love w him on th dec. Celebrating every occasion w him till thn. I've started changing ever since i stared w him. I managed t control my temper, not doing those stupid stuffs alr. Yes, im still in HLS. But so? It doesnt mean anyth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing everyth for my boyf, which i've nv done it for any of my ex before. 17years, its my first time buying x'mas present for someone &amp;amp; its my boyf. Sending him t work everyday, reaching his work place earlier t wait for him t end work &amp;amp; fetch him home, buying sushi &amp;amp; send down his work place, bought hairdye &amp;amp; helped him dye, washing his hair for him, applying pimple cream every night for him, waking up every midnight &amp;amp; making sure his covered w blanket &amp;amp; alot more. &amp;amp; yes, definetely ahling is a changed person. Thanks everyone for guilding me thru steps &amp;amp; steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Last but not least, i love Jason Wong super much!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-930827958430605400?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/930827958430605400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/reflections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/930827958430605400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/930827958430605400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/reflections.html' title='Reflections.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-7669861607164797849</id><published>2010-01-22T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T07:42:33.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy pills.</title><content type='html'>{ Edited post }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contacted back meiling today &amp;amp; we met up. Waited for her t come back amk t meet me. Bathe &amp;amp; prepared. While she's waiting for me, she went kpool for few rounds of game. Meet her at station. Smoked &amp;amp; train back t JE. Otw thr, we've got so much t say. Happily chatted w her. Laughed in th train like some idiots. Reached JE, she met her friend &amp;amp; we went t fetch hubby. When i was in th bus t hubby's work place, meiling's friend keep make me dulan when i dont even knw him. He told me he saw me at le-bar outside before. I went thr, but i cant even rmb seeing him -.- Nvm. Thn he told me tht he went t my house before w melissa. &amp;amp; i was testin him, asking him who is melissa t him thn he said his girlf. Thn only i knw who is he. He keep asking me stupid Q like why is my lips stud so small. I jitao shoot him, huan lo.  Thn he ask me why so fierce. I've nv met guys so irritating like him. Reached, meiling &amp;amp; him left. Awhile ltr, saw hubby's mummy &amp;amp; 2 sist. Shopped around w her awhile &amp;amp; went back shop t find hubby. Hehe. KFC for dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby's mommy told me this- If im pregnant, dont go for abortion. She wants me t give birth. Asking me t tell if i it really happens. Really, im damn touched over what she've said. First boyf's mother, being so sweet &amp;amp; loving. Giving me plum oil every night before i sleep. I felt super blissed seriously. Thanks aunty! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply post t meiling- Eh stupid.  Hahah! Here we're back again like how we knew each other like time. Everyth was back in a so nice way after so much conflicts &amp;amp; quarrels. Nv knew tht we might be back again. We shall not brood abt anyth alr alright? Shall believe in ourselves once again &amp;amp; not hear what other says. Was fun talking &amp;amp; laughing w you today! ^^, Meetup soon! Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1qlsckdenI/AAAAAAAABJo/yJTL9Sjn74g/s1600-h/Happy+pills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429834483750500978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1qlsckdenI/AAAAAAAABJo/yJTL9Sjn74g/s400/Happy+pills.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Yes. This is th medicine i took everyday. Hahaha! My lovely hubby precious gave me de lehz (: Being tgt w him everyday- seeing those silly actions he did t me smile, those stuffs he had done t make me feel so loved, sleeping in his warmest hug every night &amp;amp; waking up every morning w his sweetest kiss really make me felt like im th happiest girl on earth. Thanks hubby precious, for every little things you've done for me. Chan rak khoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;❤&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very free now at home. Parents is playing mahjong. First time, thy play so early one .__. Currently, texting hubby &amp;amp; meiling. Walan eh, meiling's still forever so evil one cansxz. Hahahah! Maybe meeting her ltr or so. We've got so much t say altho we used t have hell lots of conflicts just cuz of eileen leong tht bytch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Met twinny jie in th evening. Again, we headed t our usual place- tpy. -.- She pawn her son's gold &amp;amp; i went t change phone. Aftermath, she's cabbing back &amp;amp; im heading down t fetch hubby so she dong bang me. Today, finally saw hubby's mommy again. 4days nv see ler okay? .___. His mom very nice one. Idk how t use words t describe her. But, she's just th best mommy of all my ex ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Reached home in th morning jitao toh. Hahah! I sounded lyk pig, i know. But when im at hubby's house sleeping, is a total diff case. I can dont wake up at all. Cus he's hugging me what! (: Ltr maybe meeting meiling. Hohoho. Here comes th episode dont know what of ur story. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, bai.&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;❤&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-7669861607164797849?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7669861607164797849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-pills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7669861607164797849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7669861607164797849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-pills.html' title='Happy pills.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1qlsckdenI/AAAAAAAABJo/yJTL9Sjn74g/s72-c/Happy+pills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4967944366309525401</id><published>2010-01-21T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:37:14.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childish actions.</title><content type='html'>Wow, tht slut posted someth in her blog lehz. Hahah! She said: '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She made it seems like she's too afraid to confront me&lt;/span&gt;'. Wow! Xmm, im afraid? You come try me lorz. I think you still dont know my real identity bah. So sad :/ I scare when you knw abt me, you'll pee in ur pants immediately &amp;amp; hide at home everyday like a dog or calling you small little kiddy friends t accompany you everywhere you go. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another contradicting sentence in her post: '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's not anywhere better than me&lt;/span&gt;'. ROFLMAO. If im not anywhere better thn you, thn for what goodness sake's reason would your ex-boyf choose t leave you &amp;amp; be w me? Joke right? Eh, you want t post or speak someth. Think before you do it. Iya, i've forgotten. You're just too childish &amp;amp; thts why you're doing all this. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loser? I think you're th one. Cus you've lose your boyf but i've win his heart. Haiyo, little girl. Post someth more logic lehz. I pity you for ur low IQ :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Im not gonna read tht slut's blog again cuz im afriad i got sore eyes seeing her unglam pictures *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see precious hubby later ^^, Me luv him lots okay! &amp;amp; my backbone is hurting alot. Hubby says he's gonna sayang me ltr :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4967944366309525401?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4967944366309525401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/childish-actions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4967944366309525401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4967944366309525401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/childish-actions.html' title='Childish actions.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-7115752144743172660</id><published>2010-01-20T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T06:46:49.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This love, was meant t be.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! (: Miss me? Hahah! I mean, miss my post? Lol. I dont think so lehz. But i shall blog now yeah. Cus im a faithful blogger ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 19 January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy birthday t benjamin&lt;/span&gt;- Peizhuang's son. Nothing much. Mom's on mc. im now always home in th morning thn night w my hubby dearest. Laugh. Its not boring okay? Cus you see th smile on his face, can make me felt so contented. At night, recieved a msg from peizhuang disowning all his gans cus someth happened t her. I helped her t talk ahben. Midnight, she msged me. Asking if she could keep me back. Yeah, ofcuz (: Hope everyth will goes smoothly for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Home in th morning. Mom's still on mc as well as dad. But he's not sick at all. Idk why he go see doctor can get 2days mc. Lol! Parents too mc &amp;amp; went shopping. I asked my mom t buy crab home t cook cus i wanna eat. Mom immediately cook for me when she reached home. Nowadays, my dog knws how t push in th toilet door t urine in th toilet when she's sleeping w my parents. Clever girl :D Parents were happy abt it. Last time, she usually urines anywhere she feel like letting it out. Hehs. Thts bad. Cus i have t clean every morning when i gets home. But now, no more. (: Bus t fetch hubby today. Th bus were so famn fuking long i swear. Make me no mood. Reached, hubby alr close shop. He was w xiaobai. So headed off t had dinner but i din have any appetite. Bai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hubby deearest, i love you like thr's no tmrw :D This love is gonna be as strong as ever for eternity. ^^,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-7115752144743172660?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7115752144743172660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-love-was-meant-t-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7115752144743172660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7115752144743172660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-love-was-meant-t-be.html' title='This love, was meant t be.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2838700083553855716</id><published>2010-01-18T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T08:20:56.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st photo w took (:</title><content type='html'>I said i will post pictures of me &amp;amp; hubby right? Yes. Fianlly we took photos. But were rushing out so didnt took alot. Will take more in future :D Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, didnt really celebrate but we went out t shop :D Back t bishan t get hubby's phone pasted w G-mask. While waiting, went t eat. Aftermath, th phone is still not done. Went t shop around. We got ourselves alot of couple things. Damn cute okay? &amp;amp; thanks hubby, for 'getting' me t small cup. Hehehs. Brought hubby home today. Surprisingly my dog didnt bark when she usually barks whenever anyone comes. Was supposed t go eat crab nearby my house but mummy was not feeling well. So me &amp;amp; hubby went t packet home for them as well as ourselves &amp;amp; bought bubble tea too. When we was eating our dinner, daddy did stunts t make us laugh. Like idiot only .___. Happy ^^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tht slut who called me slut:&lt;br /&gt;I dont see any point tht you could name me as slut cus im not as slut as you. Doing all those bullshits stuffs when you got boyf. Oh well, i dont care anyw. You want call me slut after i tagged ur board asking you not t contact my boyf? Go ahead (: Cus you have no reasons but you did it &amp;amp; this simply means tht you're still a small little girl w a childish pea brain :D Grow up girl. You think by doing all this little actions can satisfy yorself? Hahah! 2words for you. Gian song! Im not gonna waste my time asking you out or whatever cus im not like you, 15 years old. ROFLMAO. You're his past, not his present nor future. Get this into your small little pea brain &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hubby &amp;amp; me :D &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SGFd3elQI/AAAAAAAABIo/kRgBaDk3Vkg/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428110879363077378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SGFd3elQI/AAAAAAAABIo/kRgBaDk3Vkg/s400/DSC00154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SGE36UC7I/AAAAAAAABIg/doaU_wv9x2s/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428110869174422450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SGE36UC7I/AAAAAAAABIg/doaU_wv9x2s/s400/DSC00153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428114022488688962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SI8a7BSUI/AAAAAAAABIw/t3aWCdglKIg/s400/DSC00151.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are overdued photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SFw0lgjrI/AAAAAAAABIQ/c740JCK2I0c/s1600-h/Photo0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428110524684471986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SFw0lgjrI/AAAAAAAABIQ/c740JCK2I0c/s400/Photo0009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SFqAQeNqI/AAAAAAAABII/D4lYtMd8zDM/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428110407558379170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SFqAQeNqI/AAAAAAAABII/D4lYtMd8zDM/s400/l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Hubby helped me carry bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SFjEfFAKI/AAAAAAAABIA/Qde-EnroA2M/s1600-h/Photo0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428110288434299042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SFjEfFAKI/AAAAAAAABIA/Qde-EnroA2M/s400/Photo0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Looked like Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thts all. Im happy today infact its everyday. Loveyou hubby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2838700083553855716?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2838700083553855716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-photo-w-took.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2838700083553855716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2838700083553855716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-photo-w-took.html' title='1st photo w took (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S1SGFd3elQI/AAAAAAAABIo/kRgBaDk3Vkg/s72-c/DSC00154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-1005894867542952872</id><published>2010-01-18T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:30:06.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st monthsary &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 1st monthsary hubbylove!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Time fly so fast yeah? Cus we're laughing everyday! Ur smile &amp;amp; laughter could fight away my sadness. Seeing you being happy everyday is enough t get over my day. No worries at all. You were th one who is always hugging me when i cry, fighting away my sadness &amp;amp; wiping away my tears. Th one who hugged me t sleep everynight &amp;amp; kissing me on my cheeks every monrning i woke up. Making me laugh &amp;amp; smile w all your silly actions. I still rmb, when i was washing ur hair for you &amp;amp; you were digging out th conditional from th container using ur long finger nails, we were laughing tgt &amp;amp; i told you tht this is what we always do t laugh. We did all stupid stunts t make each other laugh. Laughing like crazy all night long. Seeing th smile on ur face made me felt so contented. I dont know how t use words t describe how much i love you, how much i want you always by my side &amp;amp; how much i needed you in my life. You know it well how strong th love is &amp;amp; how afraid i am of losing you. This love shall nv go apart &amp;amp; we'll celebrate every year's occasion tgt &amp;amp; most importantly is, celebrating every month's 18th tgt! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Once again. Laogong, i love you lots lots! Dont ever leave me alrights? Hugs &amp;amp; kisses (((:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-1005894867542952872?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1005894867542952872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-monthsary-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1005894867542952872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1005894867542952872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-monthsary-3.html' title='1st monthsary &lt;3'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-6542715078534480191</id><published>2010-01-17T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T07:11:57.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats th defination of parents?</title><content type='html'>{ Edited post }&lt;br /&gt;Before heading t fetch hubby, helped his mom buy appron. Idk how t spell. Bus down t fetch hubby. Thanks aunty for th dinner :D She wanted t return me money, but i dontwant. Cus you knw, she always buy dinner for me, gave me eat medicine &amp;amp; helped my buy pimple cream. ^^, Hubby helped me carry my bag &amp;amp; i took photo of it. Shall upload when im home tmrw (: Hubby is not working tmrw cus its a special day :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share someth w you guys. Enjoy. This is a conver i was talking w hubby.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bi, my daughter must have my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Him: Huh... Thn my son must have my cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahahaha! Thr we are laughing away at his shop. He's th cutest things on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i really dont know what my parents want. At times, i felt tht thy are so unreasonable. Just cus my mom wanted t xchange phone w me, &amp;amp; so she asked me t teacher her how t use. &amp;amp; so, she screened my phone. I didnt want t let her see my photos &amp;amp; thr she goes kpkb-ing &amp;amp; so my dad. Where's my privacy? Does it really mean tht thy are my parents &amp;amp; so i MUST let them see EVERYTH? No right? I have my privacy. I how old alr? Going 18 ley. I knw thy didnt mean t check but well, thy just wanted t see. But, how can thy go mad when i dont want t let my mom see? Fuckup. Thy just dont understand me. Thy even wanted t check my msges &amp;amp; etc. What? I also didnt even do illegal stuffs. Check what fuck? &amp;amp; so, w all this reasons. I'm gonna lock my msges, my files &amp;amp; phonebook w sercurity code. Not planning t change phone w my mom. I'll just go get one again cus i regretted changing t touch screen. I cant even concentrate on walking while sms-ing hubby. Jokes -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood is damn down today. Alot of thing happened. ( Not refering anyth t hubby ) Bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-6542715078534480191?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6542715078534480191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-th-defination-of-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6542715078534480191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6542715078534480191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-th-defination-of-parents.html' title='Whats th defination of parents?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-6990462925152225482</id><published>2010-01-16T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T07:41:19.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My days have been colourful ^^,</title><content type='html'>Reached home in th morning, ate mummy bought for me de breakfast. Asked her if she wanna go plaza sing w me t replace my sim card. Waited for her t change &amp;amp; mrt-ed down. In th train, my mom was fooling around. Thr's this uncle carrying his baby. Thn my mom go play w th baby's hand. Tickling her hand, pulling it, touching &amp;amp; all sorts of stunts. My mom sounded like one small kid seriously. But she's cute okay ^^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached plaza sing, changed my sim card &amp;amp; went t carrefour t get tidbits. Waited for daddy t fetch us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home t put stufs &amp;amp; i went down t get my hair dye. Same as hubby hor! (: Dyed &amp;amp; waited t wash. Slept awhile cus th dye went in my eye &amp;amp; its super hurting i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby called at 6pm &amp;amp; i asked him t call at 6.30pm. Th way he wake me up, was damn sweet luh! :D Woke up, changed &amp;amp; head down t fetch hubby from work. Omg, i saw his another boss. Hiakhiak. Hubby say he's my admirer. Fucksxz. It was he's boss who started asking me t make friends &amp;amp; stuffs in th net but i didnt bother. Didnt eat outside today. But when we reached home, my lil pig boyf is hungry &amp;amp; i called his mom t packet home for him &amp;amp; he's mom packet back for me too. ;Thanks aunty (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate &amp;amp; now blogging. Hubby's mommy is so nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love my stupid ass baby :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-6990462925152225482?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6990462925152225482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-days-have-been-colourful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6990462925152225482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6990462925152225482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-days-have-been-colourful.html' title='My days have been colourful ^^,'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2901850047302102850</id><published>2010-01-15T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T07:57:13.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love th way you pampered me :D</title><content type='html'>Shopping alone was someth great okay? Everyone, try it. You will knw whats call independent. Today, was my first time shopping alone just cus i wanna get hubby hair dye &amp;amp; do a small shopping for myself &amp;amp; hubby is working. Not boring, but well. Nobody's gonna chase you like saying- eh faster lehz, what time liaos. Or being paiseh for letting your companion waiting for you t shop for someth you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, bus down t tpy. Shopped around but nothing t buy. Went NTUC t search for hubby's hair dye when i can actually get it downstairs' my house de guardian. Laughs. Called him, but th color he want is out of stock so i choosed for him. Aftermath, topped up my ezlink as i forgotten t top up yst. Hubby asked me t top up $50 cus i everyday needs t travel &amp;amp; take at least 5 buses. :O Bus home aftermath w hubby's accompany on th phone ^^,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached bishan, went t buy cigs. Was thinking whether should i get my hair trimed again cu it seems weird .__. After deciding &amp;amp; asking hubby, i went t my hairstylist thr. While cutting my hair, i made them laugh like a bunch of IMH's patient. LOL. Thy say im always funny. Th outcome of my haircut today was much more satisfied compare t my previous haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening time, mummy bought KFC home. Ate dinner w them &amp;amp; head out. Fetched hubby as usual. Ate KFC again. Hubby injured his hand ): 2 fingers some more. Sigh. *Next time be more careful when you open th cupboard okay?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go help hubby wash his hair now cus i helped him dye. See! I'm so nice :D Shall update tmrw. Bai ^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2901850047302102850?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2901850047302102850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-th-way-you-pampered-me-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2901850047302102850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2901850047302102850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-th-way-you-pampered-me-d.html' title='I love th way you pampered me :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-8636009752023983817</id><published>2010-01-14T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T06:47:08.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop my tears please jesus.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers. Ahling is back t blogging yeahs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much t post also. But im a faithful blogger okay? ^^, Now ordering pizza. Supposed t be me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; pay half each but in th end his mommy wanna pay. Hah. You see, he's mom is nice right? ;Thanks aunty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went t bang w korkor when i was damn sleepy. But no choice. Cus he keep pulling me. Thn i dont want him t go alone. So yeah, im being a kind soul today :D Bank t change his bank book &amp;amp; t interchange's coffee shop cus korkor wanna drink water. Smoked &amp;amp; chatted. Bus home aftermath. When i reached home, kennyboy text me. So, meet him at J8 t get my stuffs done. Pasted my phone w g-mask. Waited for 45mins. While waiting, went t settle our meals &amp;amp; again its KFC. Omgsxz. Bought ultimate meal. I ate cheese fries &amp;amp; drum stick while kennyboy ateth burger. Haha! Went t collect, bought &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; sushi &amp;amp; walked home while kennyboy train home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, rested awhile &amp;amp; prepared. Head down t fetch &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; from work. I reached super early today. Heheh (; Awaiting for pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, im wondering. All this tht i've done for you. Does it really worth? Im having fickle minded. I could feel ur love, but what you're doing seriously broke my heart yst night. Maybe its cus things happened when we're only tgt on th 2nd day. I can understand. But baby, can you not do it again &amp;amp; telling me tht you're only joking? I really cant swallow it. I dont know how t accept it when i see it w my own eyes. Im seriously very hurt. I knw you apologised. Maybe you knew ur mistakes. Can you cfm tht it wont happened again? I knw you're sad when i cried for continuous 2days. If you really love me, i hope you'll compromised what you've said. Dont make me disappointed. Cus im not a girl tht could endure my boyf doing all this &amp;amp; yet forgive &amp;amp; forget.  forgae you yst is cus i think tht you said tht sentence t her is cus we're not long tgt only. Time flies &amp;amp; we're gonna be tgt for 1month. Dont give me reasons again like joking cus I DONT WANT IT T HAPPEN AGAIN. If you want this love t last, dont want me t be sad abt it again &amp;amp; you want me t forget abt what had happened. Please prove yourself. If this thing is going t happen again &amp;amp; im hurt, i swear things will nv be tht easy. I wont leave you, but i'll leave everyone. I think you're clear enough w all this right? Nevertheless, i still love you lots baby. My love for you will nv change. I just want us t live simply &amp;amp; happily. 如果你不想我受伤害，就改变你自己。I once promised myself tht i'll nv cry for anyone again, but cus my love for you is too strong, i cried again. Think abt all tht i've done for you, all tht i've give you, everyth tht i've done w my best t make you happy &amp;amp; smile. What should you really do t show me tht you truly appreciate everyth. 我还是很爱你的 (':&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-8636009752023983817?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8636009752023983817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/stop-my-tears-please-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8636009752023983817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8636009752023983817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/stop-my-tears-please-jesus.html' title='Stop my tears please jesus.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2703976821723244226</id><published>2010-01-13T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:01:17.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving everyday w you :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S00mBTW-xEI/AAAAAAAABH4/SNei8YeQCxA/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426034929869702210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S00mBTW-xEI/AAAAAAAABH4/SNei8YeQCxA/s400/DSC00148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - This is th cig box he bought for me (: -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S00mA2WizZI/AAAAAAAABHw/598jaR2vMAQ/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426034922083241362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S00mA2WizZI/AAAAAAAABHw/598jaR2vMAQ/s400/DSC00146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Those soft toys we had -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S00mAfT8nXI/AAAAAAAABHo/RWUvetin0RY/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426034915898334578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S00mAfT8nXI/AAAAAAAABHo/RWUvetin0RY/s400/DSC00130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S00l_1RYl1I/AAAAAAAABHg/SE7TIczmH7o/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426034904613295954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S00l_1RYl1I/AAAAAAAABHg/SE7TIczmH7o/s400/DSC00127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning! :D Back t update. Hoho. Promised t post pictures for&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt;, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back t tanglin for reporting like so finally. Parents accompanied me thr. I made &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; so worried. ;Sorry &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;. Waited for th IO till 5+. Th IO damn sialan. Shall not elaborate here. Now waiting for chargers. God bless me. Hopefully nothing will happen. Idw t get probation or go in again. Sigh. Aftermath, back home t take my phone's charger &amp;amp; head down t wait for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; t end work. Had our dinner at KFC again. Is like, everyday. I bet&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; must be bored of it alr. Bus home after tht. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; dota. Cus of my pimples are popping out again, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; mommy gave me dont know what medicine t eat. She say when menses come, wont cramp also. ;Thanks aunty. Waited for hubby dearest t finish his dota &amp;amp; i was hungry as well as him. So, walk t nearby coffee shop &amp;amp; eat. Home, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; dota one round &amp;amp; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; disturb me till i wake up. Woke up, did someth &amp;amp; now im blogging cus &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; is dotaing again. Dont know going swimming later anot. Vanessa asked us t fetch her from sch thn go eat lunch. Shall see how later (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hubby, im loving you more each day. Please be more zi dong, Dont always let me cry alrights? I hate crying. But no matter what, ur ducky love you as much as th first day. MY love for you will nv change. Rmb what i told you? I want you t be my last. This love shall nv go apart. I love you. Hugs.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2703976821723244226?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2703976821723244226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/loving-everyday-w-you-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2703976821723244226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2703976821723244226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/loving-everyday-w-you-d.html' title='Loving everyday w you :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S00mBTW-xEI/AAAAAAAABH4/SNei8YeQCxA/s72-c/DSC00148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2262822594699343604</id><published>2010-01-11T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T07:16:37.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cus of you, i smiled :D</title><content type='html'>Okay. Finally back t post cus &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; lappy is finally back :D Shall post what i've been doing yeahs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 January 2009, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met both &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; sister- Vanessa &amp;amp; seraphine at westmall. Reached, saw &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; mommy &amp;amp; 2 aunty. Damn ps you knw. Hah! I first time go out w boy's mom w/o boyf around. Walked around &amp;amp; so. Was supposed t go JP t get jerry's soft toy for vanessa but in th end didnt. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; wanted t eat sushi. So i went t press money w vanessa &amp;amp; went t cold storage while &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; mom waited for us thr. But when i reached, he's mom alr bought. ;Thanks aunty. Cabbed from westmall t &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; work place t pass him sushi &amp;amp; i accompanied him awhile while his mom &amp;amp; 2 sisters went t shop for CNY clothe. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; folded a $50 note's heart for me. Aftermath, walked home w his mom &amp;amp; 2 sisters. Chatted all th way w his mom till home. He's mom is damn nice i swear. Super understanding. She's a great mother (: Reached his house, helped vanessa paste her phone's blink blink thingy while chatting w &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; mom too. She told me alot of stuffs. Both &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; sisters &amp;amp; mom gave me jokes. Make me laugh like dont know what. Fetched hubby dearest after his work tgt w his 2 sisters. Afe KFC. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; treat. He bought himself a shirt &amp;amp; one for vanessa. Th shirt can be customised. He written 'my name's husband' &amp;amp; front is 'sorry girls, im taken. So sweet right? But th front is original. Vanessa was damn happy when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; bought her th shirt. She say is like first time. Back t his house aftermath &amp;amp; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9 January 2009, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am cus &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; is going t work. See him off &amp;amp; i went home. Bought breakfast for mummy 7 myself. hone, ate &amp;amp; slept. Woke up at dont know what time. Bathe &amp;amp; cab down t fetch &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; cus he say he wanna see me every night. When i reached, seeing his damn happy face make me felt super happy too. ;Loveyou! Ate KFC again &amp;amp; went home. Slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10 January 2009, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual. Woke up in th morning, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; went t work &amp;amp; i went home. Slept after tht. Woke up in th evening, had a big quarrel w parents over my case thingy. Nvm, dont wanna elaborate much here. Bus down t meet &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; when t eat. Home &amp;amp; he dota-ed. Slept after tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. Everyday is th same. Morning &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; go work &amp;amp; i went home. Bought breakfast home. Called CY t pei me go change phone. Reached tpy at 12+. Changed my phone &amp;amp; bus home. When i was in th bus otw back t bishan, i realised tht my phone got prob. Sim card not inserted. So, bus back t tpy. Th person thot is their phone spoil. So thy refunded money &amp;amp; i went t another shop t get another phone. Again, th same prob come. Thy say is my sim card spoil. Nice one la. Super angry. Went t 7eleven &amp;amp; bought topup card. I was super sad. Cus i used &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; folded note heart cus i didnt brought extra money out. :'( But i did ask him before i use. Gonna exchange my $50 note w him &amp;amp; ask him t fold another one for me. ;Sorry &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;laogong&lt;/span&gt;. Take note people, dont call my number for th time being till sat. Temp number not giving everyone. Ask from me if you want. Home aftermath. Bathe &amp;amp; waited for mommy t buy dinner home for me. Ate &amp;amp; bus down t &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; shop t wait for him t end work &amp;amp; had our dinner. I ate cheese fries again .___. Hubby dearest's stomach is in pain again. Sigh. He's just too stubborn. Keep asking him go see doctor he dont want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much this few days. Morning till evenin will be at home thn night at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; house. &lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; thanks baby, for everyth tht you've gave me. Those happiness, love, care, laughter &amp;amp; joy is someth tht i've nv felt before. I love you lots! Muacks :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt; is not working. Still planning whether t go swimming anot. Anyone wanna join? Laughs. Stay tunes w &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hubby dearest's&lt;/span&gt; photo. Cus i forget bring adapter &amp;amp; now i seldom use lappy at home alr. tatas~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2262822594699343604?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2262822594699343604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/cus-of-you-i-smiled-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2262822594699343604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2262822594699343604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/cus-of-you-i-smiled-d.html' title='Cus of you, i smiled :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4460411754958490682</id><published>2010-01-10T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T08:05:16.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His my last , JWXH (:</title><content type='html'>A short post before boyf play his dota again. I dont have time t post. Cus, nowadays also everyday not at home &amp;amp; boyf's lappy is not w him. His poor lappy went for medical check up. Will get back prolly tmrw. ^^, Stay tunes for all th updates (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love my boyf :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4460411754958490682?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4460411754958490682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-post-before-boyf-play-his-dota.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4460411754958490682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4460411754958490682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/short-post-before-boyf-play-his-dota.html' title='His my last , JWXH (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-1290295772458175317</id><published>2010-01-07T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T05:29:01.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your lips tasted like sugar</title><content type='html'>Hohoho. Now still at boyf's house. &amp;amp; knw what? His hair damn smelly. Not cus he nv bath okay? Is cus he's dying his hair. Laugh! He's hair too short. Th rest gave t her sist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, fetched boyf. Bus back t his house. 11+, head down t mac &amp;amp; settled our dinner. Aftermath, waited for bus t go home. But boyf say he's lazy t wait &amp;amp; he wanna take cab. When we flag th cab &amp;amp; was abt t go in th cab, fucking hell th bus come. Zzz. Nvm, my boyf is rich nowadays. Haas! Reached home, he dota-ed &amp;amp; we slept. Wait, before sleep. He bullied me like one xmm. &amp;amp; all thanks t him, i hit my leg on th wall. Boo ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up at dont know what time. All i knw when i was half awake, boyf dont know tickle me t wake up for how long alr. I think 1hr got lah. ( He now beside me seeing my post &amp;amp; he say got 1hr -.- Still dare say ) When i was 3/4 awake, all i knw is morning exercise .___. Eh, dont anyhow think okay? *Adult content* Fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back t sleep shortly after &amp;amp; boyf ps me t sleep alone &amp;amp; he continue dota. All he knw is, D.O.T.A ): Woke up at dontknow what time. Changed &amp;amp; went down JP t eat. Yes, boyf did what he promised. Bring me t KFC :D After meal, he went t make my cig box for me. You knw what, nxt time before i smoke, i fucking swear tht im gonna think of my lovely boyf :x Knw why? Cus th cig box, front &amp;amp; back got his sillyass face! :DDD Thanks baby. While waiting for th box t be done, here comes th most happening things. We went t almost all th soft toy's shop. &amp;amp; we went home tom &amp;amp; jerry's keychain, 1jerry's soft toy, mickey &amp;amp; minnie's soft toy. Best luh. Dont ask what we did. Small kids dont learn. Wait, we nv steal. I hold th bear &amp;amp; walked out S.L.O.W.L.Y. Get it? &lt;: Bus home after everyth. Night time, went down t eat. KFC again. Laughs. Now, home alr. Stay tune people. Tmrw im gonna post photo spam of my lovely boyf. He dont let me post, but you think i care? :P Let me show you guys how cute is he tmrw, okay? (: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Baby, thanks for everyth. 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I hate it. When i was sleeping, my bro woke me up saying my IO called his phone. Fucksxz. I was so blurred. IO asked if i got fiona's number. Wtf, i dont understand this part. Fiona was th case causer, why thy dont have her number? Thy asked me go back report tmrw as well as my bro. But, my bro wasnt even thr at th scene &amp;amp; thy have his number too. So whats all this abt? Th case had alr pend a year +. Told boyf abt it &amp;amp; he went shag totally. He told me this- He dont know what t do if i go in. Sigh. &amp;amp; i cried on phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not i cant tahan going in, i can. But, my boyf? My parents? Will thy wait? Yes, i know i definetely cant ask my boyf t wait. But... Im totally blank now. I cant imagine day without him. Okay, im seriously lose now. I dont wish t think. Fuck everyth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for time t go fetch babylove. I wanna see him now. Now! But i cant cus he's working. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;I love you precious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4477108481231638646?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4477108481231638646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4477108481231638646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4477108481231638646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-it.html' title='I hate it.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4537597527743169077</id><published>2010-01-05T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:33:34.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you, my babylove.</title><content type='html'>{ Edited post for what im doing today }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, called boyf up for work. &amp;amp; best part today was, i didnt fall alseep back. Heheh! Chatted w bibi all th way. Took a half an hour nap &amp;amp; mommy called t meet her &amp;amp; have KFC lunch at J8. Text boyf. He keep ask me go prepare. &amp;amp; he said im a lazy ass. He say i'll definetely sleep back but i didnt. Hah! Great (: Waited for mom at J8. Ate &amp;amp; went NTUC t buy stuffs. Walked home aftermath. Changed my blog background &amp;amp; added songs in playlist. Thai song is th sex yo! :B Evening, got some tiff w boyf. But was alright after awhile. I dont want anymore tiff luh ): Its so hurting manz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time, chatted w boyf &amp;amp; went t prepared. Head down t orchard tower- my uncle's shop. Went t find my boss &amp;amp; saw friends. All asking me t go back work. But cus of my boyf, i planned not t go back night life &amp;amp; find another job after CNY. See, im sucha boyf's good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw, gonna stay at boyf's house till friday morning thn go home. Hiak hiak! Boyf promised t bring me t eat cheese fries &amp;amp; shopping &lt;: I love him manymany luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry babylove, for making you angry. I'm sorry for not picking up ur call when i was crying. I'm sorry.  I love you hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Bvou2XxB5Cs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Bvou2XxB5Cs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4537597527743169077?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4537597527743169077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-you-my-babylove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4537597527743169077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4537597527743169077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-you-my-babylove.html' title='For you, my babylove.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2157962539098250306</id><published>2010-01-05T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:58:42.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Disappointment</title><content type='html'>Its not a pleasant morning for me- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;d.i.s.a.p.p.o.i.n.t.m.e.n.t&lt;/span&gt; is all tht i can say now. ( Not refering t my lovely boyf )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought- all those tht i've tell you, would make you understand ur situation &amp;amp; you will give up on him. Cus you text me, asking me what he told me &amp;amp; you say you feel like giving up on him &amp;amp; therefore, i told you somethings tht he told me. After telling you, thn i realised i've made a wrong choice by telling you what he told me cus you went t ask him whether was it true. But why? Why did you have t ask him if he ever told me all this? Simply means tht cus you dont even trust me, rights? He called me yst night when i was asleep. Now, i dont even knw what he wanna say. I bet he must be very angry. ;Sorry tao eh. Will explain t you when you wake up. Sigh, im super sad. I cant find words t describe how im feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not angry w you for asking him. Maybe you just want him t tell you himelf of all those tht he had told me thn you'll give up. But did you ever think of if he were t tell you himself thn for goodness sake, he wont even come &amp;amp; tell me. You might think tht this is a small matter. But t him, how would he feel or think? Hello. I'm his ginna. I should be on his side but yet i told you what he told me when you asked. Nvm, forget it. I'll clear th mess myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ahboy: Dont get angry w me first. I'll explain t you everyth. Im sorry. Forgive me alrights? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0KYaattYUI/AAAAAAAABHY/n-L3E9ZHbMY/s1600-h/Baby+Jason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0KYaattYUI/AAAAAAAABHY/n-L3E9ZHbMY/s400/Baby+Jason.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423064480922558786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, when im on th phone w this baby of mine. Thr's a very funny conver btwn us. Here i am, posting it (: Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st conver-&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bi, i come menses can sleep all th way one. Dontknow why so tired also.&lt;br /&gt;He: I knw uh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: How you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He: Cus i come menses before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Both of us were laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd conver-&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bi, come my house sleep more good. Dont need climb stairs. *He's bed is double deck*&lt;br /&gt;He: Good what, climb stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why? Can do exercise thn diet right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He: Ya, 'morning exercise'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Hahahahha! Baby, you knw this sentence sounded very familiar hor?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, my boyf is just so funny. He always talk nonsense tgt w me t make me laugh. Hah! I love you luh hubby! ;D I told him im posting this &amp;amp; he scolded me 'fuckyou lah'. Hahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2157962539098250306?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2157962539098250306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/disappointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2157962539098250306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2157962539098250306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/disappointment.html' title='- Disappointment'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0KYaattYUI/AAAAAAAABHY/n-L3E9ZHbMY/s72-c/Baby+Jason.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4642859752278435741</id><published>2010-01-04T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:52:39.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you, babyboy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FHYfEhmRI/AAAAAAAABHQ/1ECkEeA0kmM/s1600-h/DSC02507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FHYfEhmRI/AAAAAAAABHQ/1ECkEeA0kmM/s400/DSC02507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422693912313698578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FHS6QE24I/AAAAAAAABHI/Bl0Xz0MXPXE/s1600-h/DSC02504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FHS6QE24I/AAAAAAAABHI/Bl0Xz0MXPXE/s400/DSC02504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422693816530688898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FHJ0CezSI/AAAAAAAABHA/FCJRZyHpVF0/s1600-h/DSC02503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FHJ0CezSI/AAAAAAAABHA/FCJRZyHpVF0/s400/DSC02503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422693660244233506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FG9qRvOVI/AAAAAAAABG4/No2iTHw5n14/s1600-h/DSC02502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FG9qRvOVI/AAAAAAAABG4/No2iTHw5n14/s400/DSC02502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422693451465439570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FG2xQqKhI/AAAAAAAABGw/zOtm7u-beD8/s1600-h/DSC02501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FG2xQqKhI/AAAAAAAABGw/zOtm7u-beD8/s400/DSC02501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422693333080877586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Overdued photos taken th other day at KFC. Twinny jie &amp;amp; her precious son. She's waiting for me t post it up. Hah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All th best t tecksoon sist for his court at 9.30am. Thanks t regene lau- tht wicked slut, for creating so much prob for him! He's living his day for revenge. Watch ur steps, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital yst midnight. Someth happened t me. Shall not elaborate. When im on th way home, th traffic jammed for like 45mins? Omgsxz! All thanks t sch reopen -'- Text boyf when i reached home in th morning &amp;amp; he called awhile &amp;amp; went back sleep for 15mins &amp;amp; i woke him up for work. Chatted all th way till he reached his work place, he open shop &amp;amp; called me again. Talked for like 40mins. Hah! My boyf is so cute cansxz. He nv fail t make me laughed. I asked him t say sorry cus he said someth wrong &amp;amp; he asked me t say please if i want his sorry. LOL! Where got this type of logic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, im still not sleepy but boyf asked me t go rest. But, im fucking hungry now. Any kind soul wanna accompany me t eat KFC? Hahahah! You must be thinking tht im crazy over cheese fries again. Im not, but just feel like eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in th afternoon, maybe heading down t yishun t meet twinny jie. She want ask me go do stunts w her. Hah! Shall ask boyf abt it if not he's gonna get worried for my nonsense again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reply post t twinny jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie, is not tht you're not a good jie. But, maybe you're just too hurt over this 2 guys. Get over them &amp;amp; move on. Dont make urself suffer between them. Its pointless. Go think abt what i've tell you yst. I dont want t see you like tht. Yes, all those memories w had tgt. I will nv forget. Instead, you were my closest ones now. Everyth tht im doing, somehow you'll be thr by hook or by crook. Thanks for everyth twinny. No matter what decision you've made, i'll always mentally support you! :D Mei love you like i always do. Hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short post for now. Shall update if thr's any events later on. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;I miss my sweetie pie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4642859752278435741?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4642859752278435741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-you-precious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4642859752278435741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4642859752278435741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-you-precious.html' title='I miss you, babyboy.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/S0FHYfEhmRI/AAAAAAAABHQ/1ECkEeA0kmM/s72-c/DSC02507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5952574073463949852</id><published>2010-01-03T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:14:07.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>永远不放开, JWXH's</title><content type='html'>Twinny jie just left my house. Yesterday she came my house t stay overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, mommy keep wake me up t eat but i cant. Idk why am i so tired. Maybe due t red alert. Hah! Stomach are getting better now. ;Happy! Only awake at 5+. Text boyf &amp;amp; stuffs. Ate my first meal of th day (: Greentea again! Hahahahah. Boyf called. He got no mood. Idk what happened either. I guess i knw why. Cheer up baby. Shall see ur silly face soon okays? 不要 sad le. Your ducky dont want see you sadsad oh &lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, use comp. Check everyth. Just so bored without boyf beside me. Everyth i do can nv entertain me much. But w boyf, he's laughter is enough t get over my day. Sigh. I miss him so much. Shall see him soon as he's working &amp;amp; im having my red alert &amp;amp; i dont like t go far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening time, when down ATM &amp;amp; bought cigs. Send twinny jie t bus stop &amp;amp; i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To whoever tht concern&lt;/span&gt;: If you guys wanna comment me &amp;amp; leslie things. Get it clear before you comment or tag. &amp;amp; btw, you guys got no rights t say anyth. Cus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;we're long over alr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Understand? Im just ranting everyth cus he doesnt wants t pay up th money. So, fuckoff from my blog if you guys got things t say abt him. Tyvm. Tags abt him will not be reply. I'll just delete (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5952574073463949852?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5952574073463949852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/jwxhs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5952574073463949852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5952574073463949852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/jwxhs.html' title='永远不放开, JWXH&apos;s'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-722727221415498650</id><published>2010-01-02T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:06:22.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're th first bastard tht i've came over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sz-ZBkqhB0I/AAAAAAAABGo/n2hSOnRXRiM/s1600-h/fucker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sz-ZBkqhB0I/AAAAAAAABGo/n2hSOnRXRiM/s400/fucker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422220728678287170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LESLIE TEO JIA HUI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you or he's friends ever saw this post &amp;amp; unhappy abt me, i dont give a fuck abt it. Tht's ur prob. Why am i posting abt him here? Cus, firstly. He made me pregnant &amp;amp; he start lying &amp;amp; stuffs t make me broke up w him. He think just by paying those abortion money &amp;amp; th game will be over. Let me tell you, you still got alot more t suffer. You'll pay for what you have done. Yes, so what im pregnant w ur child &amp;amp; i aborted? Cus you're a liar, flirt &amp;amp; jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still rmb thr is once you told me you stead w james. &amp;amp; from thn, i know you're a gay. You want me t review ALL your secrets out? I've got all th time! Err, still got what uh? Ohya. You always force me t let you fuck, but i didnt. Nice one luh. &amp;amp; always im crying due t some prob, you will try t do all those things t fuck me. You think i so stupid uh? Nb. Go geylang find prostitute sua! Text girl &amp;amp; hong, yet claiming tht its ur gan mei or whatever fuck? Hahah! Xiao didi. I'm 18 alr. Not 16. You want bluff me, wrong person. Go bluff ur mother &amp;amp; i think tht it would be a better choice. Ur mom told my mom tht you at home bath, need her t help you prepare everyth thn you'll go bathe if not you can just dont bathe? I cant imgagine how smelly you're at home. ;Pui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask you t pay up a simple sum of $50 cus of my check up tht time, you asked ur mother t call my mother t re-cfm? I think its not abt tht. Ur mom called for tong qing xin. So tht my mom will say no need return th money. Sad for ya yeah, cus you're simply so poor ): Awwww. At first say return, thn after tht? Avoid my calls &amp;amp; stuffs? LMAO. Ahgua yi ge. Still say what, can give me a living. Dont know who give who a living leys. You cant even stable down yourself. Still say want stable down w me when you're only 16. LOL. I think you need a stable 'hole' t fuck only. Hahah! AIDS boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you think tht by being a 'mommy boy' you can simply get over everyth, let me tell you. Is you wo make me pregnant but not ur mom :D Shall wait &amp;amp; see if you go into boys home anot. I'm gonna report police t say you rape me. You can go court t claim ur trial ((: Goodluck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-722727221415498650?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/722727221415498650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/youre-th-first-bastard-tht-ive-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/722727221415498650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/722727221415498650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/youre-th-first-bastard-tht-ive-come.html' title='You&apos;re th first bastard tht i&apos;ve came over.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sz-ZBkqhB0I/AAAAAAAABGo/n2hSOnRXRiM/s72-c/fucker.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4803110615612077270</id><published>2010-01-02T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T04:51:44.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your smile, melted my heart.</title><content type='html'>Just reached home slacking w twinny jie &amp;amp; jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached cityhall. People were so many tht looks like ants ^^ Had a hard time walking over t explanade. Went t 7evelen, bought cigs, water &amp;amp; potato chips. Queue were super long also .__. Aftermath, walked t explanade &amp;amp; waited for countdown. Everyone were screaming for dont know what dinosuars reasons. LOL. 12am, fireworks. Super nice cansxz. BEAUTIFUL. &amp;amp; i can say, this is th best year of countdown i've ever been. I didnt fight cus i was w my lovely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;and all i did was t step on bangla's slipper hell lot of time &amp;amp; when thy turn back, i scolded them by asking them t walk &amp;amp; dont keep stare. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boyf &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; twinny jie were laughing like as if im clown. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;! Happy not? LOL. I were wearing my leather jacket &amp;amp; it cant cover my full stomach. So many people were looking but my lovely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;was protective enough so its alrights. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fireworks ended, we walked t MRT. Everywhere was blocked. Th place were like human sandwiches. Greatsxz. Haas! Twinny jie trained home thn me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;train t bishan. Cab t thomson for lanning again. I played audi while &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;played dota again. Audi's free server couldnt get in ysd. Thy say server crash. But in th end can. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boyf &lt;/span&gt;used dota new hero. Hahhahah. Tht hero so cool! So many poeple was playing L4D2. Make me head pain. So loud. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Morning 6+, see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;cab home &amp;amp; i went home. Waited for 8am t wake him up for work. When he woke up, i fall alseep. All th way till evening thn my mom wake me up. Text twinny &amp;amp; she's at J8 w her dad &amp;amp; son. Bused over t find her. Saw her son, super cute. He want feed me chocolate. Hah! &amp;amp; its th first time her son let me carry okay? So sweet. Walked home after tht. Went t celebrate mommy's birthday at coffee shop. Twinny jie come along too (: I ate crab again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After celebrating, slacked under block w jane &amp;amp; twinny till 11 &amp;amp; home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;I miss my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;babylove &lt;/span&gt;much &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4803110615612077270?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4803110615612077270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-smile-melted-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4803110615612077270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4803110615612077270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-smile-melted-my-heart.html' title='Your smile, melted my heart.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4510003999499426962</id><published>2009-12-31T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:19:15.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chan rak khoon ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wishing everyone a happy new year in advance!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Hoping everyth wil go smoothly for me &amp;amp; boyf, family &amp;amp; everyone else. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday t mummy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cheeyong &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; weijie bro&lt;/span&gt;. ( 1st Jan )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Hoping you guys will enjoy ur birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Mummy: Sorry mummy. For being sucha naughty daughter for this 17years. But you nv fail t bring me up. You didnt give up on me despite those mistakes i've made. You were th best mom on earth. Sorry for making you angry again &amp;amp; again. Last but not least. Mommy, i love you th most! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at twinny jie's house update while waiting for her t prepare thn go fetch &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; go countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30 December 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in th morning. Went back t sleep again cus me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; both very tired. Hah. Woke up in th afternoon. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boyf's&lt;/span&gt; mom came in th room t ask what we wanna eat. Thn actually boyf wanna bring me go eat KFC de but in th end nv cus he's mummy wanna cook. So she cooked maggie for us &amp;amp; she gave me medicine cus &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; told her tht im still having fever. So sweet of her! ;Thanks aunty. After eating, head down t buy cigs &amp;amp; green tea. Smoked &amp;amp; went home. Actually going home today but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; ask me go home th next day. (; Night time, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf's&lt;/span&gt; mommy cooked dinner for us. Ate &amp;amp; went down t smoke &amp;amp; buy green tea again. Hohoho. Was supposed t play audi after boyf's didi use comp but boyf wanna sleep cus he got work th next day. Slept at 1+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6+ by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf's&lt;/span&gt; bro's alarm clock thn nv sleep alr. 7+ 8, boyf went t bathe thn changed &amp;amp; everyth thn see boyf off t work &amp;amp; i went home. Meet twinny jie at J8 thn walked back t my house. Reached home, mom were still sleeping like one pig. LOL. Wrote a 5pages of letter for her cus its her birthday &amp;amp; i've got so much t tell her. Text boyf all th way till 4 &amp;amp; i fall asleep. Woke up at 6+, called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;. Pass mummy her letter. Bathe, change &amp;amp; train t twinny jie's house. Now waiting for her t change &amp;amp; go find &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;. Woohoo! I cant wait t see my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update pictures tonight or tmrw when i got time. Enjoy ur countdown everyone! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4510003999499426962?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4510003999499426962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/chan-rak-khoon-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4510003999499426962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4510003999499426962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/chan-rak-khoon-d.html' title='Chan rak khoon ;D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4006142629919945335</id><published>2009-12-29T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T07:39:22.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my sweetest drug &amp; lovliest pill~</title><content type='html'>Alrights. Back t blogging now. At &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf's&lt;/span&gt; house using his lappy t update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt sleep well yesterday night. Had a bad nightmare. Morning, woke up t call &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; up for work. Realised tht i was having high fever, headache, cough &amp;amp; sore throat. All th sickness came tgt. Fuck! Was feeling damn uncomfortable. Text &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; t tell him. I dont even have th strength t wake up t go toilet. Imagine how weak was i tht time? Sigh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boyf&lt;/span&gt; was damn worried. I fall alseep back at 9+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at dont know what time. Rainbow &amp;amp; kor jio me go pasar malam. So i went down w them. Wanted t buy some food t eat but didnt have th appetite. So waited for them t buy their stuffs &amp;amp; went home. I nearly collapse half way cus i was very giddy. Reached home, called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; went back t sleep. Asked hin t call me at 4pm. Talked t him on th phone awhile &amp;amp; asked him t wake me up at 5pm as i was very tired. Around 4.50, i woke up myself. Called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;, bathe &amp;amp; stuffs thn called twinny jie &amp;amp; trained over t her house. She fetched me at khatib MRT. I was took weak t even walk. ): Smoke &amp;amp; went up t her house. She gave me panadols. ;Thanks twinnyjie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at her house. Rested on her bro's bed while she update her blog. 7+, she went t bathe &amp;amp; head down t 9tou t had my first meal. Aftermath, she pei me train down t meet &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; cus he's on leave tmrw. Was sweating all th way &amp;amp; sneezing. Damn irritating -'- Slacked around, smoke &amp;amp; see her off home. Walked over t boyf's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying over at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyf's&lt;/span&gt; house &amp;amp; i hope i can sleep well tonight ^^ I hate having fever. Get well soon ahling! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love my silly boyf ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4006142629919945335?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4006142629919945335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-my-sweetest-drug-lovliest-pill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4006142629919945335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4006142629919945335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-my-sweetest-drug-lovliest-pill.html' title='You&apos;re my sweetest drug &amp; lovliest pill~'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-98890494829322104</id><published>2009-12-28T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T08:14:56.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Melissa Sist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzjWMjvBB_I/AAAAAAAABGQ/pByD-GgDvYQ/s1600-h/DSC02495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzjWMjvBB_I/AAAAAAAABGQ/pByD-GgDvYQ/s320/DSC02495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420317662779607026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzjWDbl_XfI/AAAAAAAABGI/G2K69UNmq6g/s1600-h/DSC02492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzjWDbl_XfI/AAAAAAAABGI/G2K69UNmq6g/s320/DSC02492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420317505975442930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzjV4o6HpGI/AAAAAAAABGA/tL0J_t9giXo/s1600-h/DSC02485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzjV4o6HpGI/AAAAAAAABGA/tL0J_t9giXo/s320/DSC02485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420317320570971234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzjVKGDjwYI/AAAAAAAABFw/T2IZpJbuwJk/s1600-h/DSC02482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzjVKGDjwYI/AAAAAAAABFw/T2IZpJbuwJk/s320/DSC02482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420316520941339010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- My photos are only edited w words but not contrast or whatever shyt. Keep comments t yourself. Tyvm :d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{ Edited }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for mom t come back from work as dad went t fetch her. I'm so hungry~ Thy came back t leave my dog at home as dad bring her go fetch mom. Supposed t eat at coffee shop but in th end dad say wanna go prawning. So, went sinming t eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way thru, ryan called. Saying kristin ( his girlf ) got prob. Need me t go down. Text kenny &amp;amp; he say go down. Told parents abt it &amp;amp; thy say dont want prawning le. Cus nobody pei them. Lol! 7+, went home, make food for my dog &amp;amp; went out. Trained down t P.S w korkor. Ryan, kristin, troy ( kristin's friend ) &amp;amp; dont know who, waited for us at D.G station. Smoked, saw billy, kira &amp;amp; co. *Skip this part*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath, went cube's smoking corner. Saw sotongkia &amp;amp; co. Ryan explained everyth t kenny. I went t buy greentea, smoked &amp;amp; trained home. While walking home, twinny jie called followed by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;. Explained everyth t him. *I hope his not angry alr ):*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boyf &lt;/span&gt;got so worried &amp;amp; angry when i told him i need t go down t settle things. All th way no mood. Somewhere, i teared alone. Hoping his thr, hugging me t console me. I knw it was my fault, t make him worry. Baby uh, i'll be save de. Dont worry. I'm who? Your ducky leh! Dont angry le alrights? I dont want t see you so moodless cus idk what t do. Feeling hopeless tht time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Precious sillyboy! I'm sorry okay? Please forgive me. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;up for work &amp;amp; he sounded so happy aftermath cus i didnt make it t call him for 3 continuous days &amp;amp; he's sad abt it. ;Sorry &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;. He told me he wanna hear my voice when i wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshup &amp;amp; ate mom's cooked french toast bread. Swtich on lappy as usual. Doing nothing much but just hear songs. Twinny jie woke up at 9+. Asked her if wanna pei me go change phone anot. Cus th fucking SonyE serviced my phone &amp;amp; make me wait for 2weeks. When i collected it back, th prob wasnt fixed at all. Idk wth thy did t my phone when thy nv even fix it. -'- So, nvm. I'm tired of waiting again for my phone cus my mom used t extra phone as she needs t repair her phone too. I hope she dont tio th same prob w me by sending in her phone t SonyE but coming back w th same prob cus im gonna go thr t fuck th people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boyf &lt;/span&gt;called t pei me chat awhile i go J8 t meet twinny jie. See, she's so good. Today is her dad's birthday. Yet she's out just t accompany me. Some more she haven recover yet. ;Thanks twinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke &amp;amp; took bus t tpy. Changed my phone from W595 t C902. Im gonna miss my pinky phone ): Waited for them t transfer my MMC's thing &amp;amp; left t KFC again for my meal. Mom transfered money t me again. Haha! So nice hor? Im like eating KFC almost everyday. Boyf wants me t grow fat 2kg. Hah! Melissa sist called t meet her at J8. Super long nv see her ever since she came back from aust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus back t bishan w twinny t meet her. Went t had my screen protector done &amp;amp; she paid for me. ;Thanks sist! Aftermath, smoke &amp;amp; slacked awhile. Played her psp. Arghs! I super long nv play DJmax alr. Fucksxz. Standard dropped alot. ;Pui. Phone no batt. Used twinny's phone t text &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; t bao pin an in case he worried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel sist took cab t send me t my house thr tgt w twinny. I went t hair my hair cut. My hairstylist shop nv open today. So went th other one. Th outcome not bad. Better thn my own hairstylist i can say. ;Thumbs up ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home after tht. Now, chatting w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;in msn. He sounded damn sad over someth. Cheer up &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;! ;iLoveYou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon twinny. ;Loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-98890494829322104?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/98890494829322104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-melissa-sist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/98890494829322104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/98890494829322104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanks-melissa-sist.html' title='Thanks Melissa Sist!'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzjWMjvBB_I/AAAAAAAABGQ/pByD-GgDvYQ/s72-c/DSC02495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5541605639494977033</id><published>2009-12-27T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:47:05.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For twinny jie~</title><content type='html'>Get well soon twinny. Drink more water. You know you're weak enough, so you shoould drink more water okayokay? Dont make everyone worry especially your beloved. Hehes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you lots! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5541605639494977033?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5541605639494977033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-twinny-jie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5541605639494977033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5541605639494977033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-twinny-jie.html' title='For twinny jie~'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5022535974175145256</id><published>2009-12-27T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T02:40:05.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got back my phone! (:</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, at twinny jie house all th way watch show. She cooked maggie for all of us. So sweet hor! (: Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, twinny jie keep wake me up cus kennyboy wanna go home. So i changed &amp;amp; left her house at 6am. Kennyboy took train home thn me &amp;amp; boyf cab home. See him off thn i took cab. Reached home, bathe &amp;amp; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom woke me up 5+ t eat but i didnt. Text boyf, bathe &amp;amp; changed thn thy fetch me down t J8's sony E t collect my phone &amp;amp; mom bought cheese fries for me. Thy send me home &amp;amp; i had my first meal. I've lost all my contacts. Idk why. But its alrights cus my boyf wont be afraid tht i contact guys alr (: I wont even if i didnt lost my contacts. Boyf called me awhile. Parents not working tmrw. Gonna be bored till death at home without boyf's silly action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyf was th sweetest thing on earth tht i've had. He nv failed t make me laugh or smile. I love th way he tap me t sleep like ysd. I knw he's always so tired after tonning. Sigh ): I hope t be w him all th way. I love you baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5022535974175145256?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5022535974175145256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/got-back-my-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5022535974175145256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5022535974175145256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/got-back-my-phone.html' title='Got back my phone! (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5198946453123972005</id><published>2009-12-26T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T07:40:18.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping spree (:</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, when i was chattin w boyf. He suddenly kept quiet. So i hanged up &amp;amp; text him t ask if he really fall asleep alr thn he replied no. So i called back &amp;amp; ask him why he keep quiet. He told me cus he wanna hear my voice. Sweet right? Hahahah! Thts my lovely boyf will always do t make me smile. ;Luvs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. Now using boyf's lappy t update blog under twinny jie's block w her &amp;amp; kennyboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, didnt manage t wake up t call boyf for work. In th end he was th one who call me again. Sorry baby ): Went back t sleep shortly after. Got woke up by mom at 10+. Called boyf &amp;amp; chatted awhile thn go prepare. Walk t J8 w mom &amp;amp; neighbour &amp;amp; ate KFC. Cheesse fries again. Hehs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained t bugis. Bought so many tops &amp;amp; bottom. Happy ^^v 2 shorts, 2 tanktop, 1 jacket, 1 tshirt &amp;amp; 1 tube shirt. Hahahahaha! i spent mommy's $150. Who ask mummy wanna tell me tht she alr took bonus. When we were abt t go home, rain damn heavily. So, took bus home. Me &amp;amp; mom laughed till stomach cramp inside th bus. Changed bus at marymount rd thn daddy bring umbrella down. Home &amp;amp; bathe again. Called boyf &amp;amp; chatted awhile while waiting for twinny jie &amp;amp; kennyboy t come down t eat thn go fetch boyf after his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw binshu &amp;amp; andre at J8 after i met twinny jie &amp;amp; kennyboy. Supposed t go eat, but in th end nv. Head down t yishun cus kennyboy wanna take stuffs. Wait at platform for chongwei t come thn head down t fetch boyf. Before he reached, went t eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When boyf reached, trained down t twinny jie's house thr. Waiting for her parents t sleep thn go her house ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've got a lovely boyf :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5198946453123972005?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5198946453123972005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/shopping-spree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5198946453123972005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5198946453123972005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping spree (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-6071217901816990736</id><published>2009-12-25T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:45:57.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Merry X'mas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since now its 3.26am &amp;amp; its x'mas, Let me wish everyone &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;o &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back home not long ago &amp;amp; im very happy (: Didnt get t take pictures w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;tht why thr's no photo ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;23 December 2009, Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;after his work yesterday. Was supposed t meet twinny jie t ton at yishun tgt w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; but suddenly she need t bring her son t hospital due t some reason. So, trained novena t had our dinner before meeting her. Cab t KKH aftermath. Waited for her damn long cus she was talking t th doctor. Bought milktea for her as its her fav. She came down t smoke. Followed by her parents &amp;amp; her bro. Went up ward t wait for her son t awake. Use &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf's&lt;/span&gt; lappy awhile. Twinny jie &amp;amp; her bro disturbed her dad till her dad's face jitao cramped like fuck. Her mother even joined in th fun. We all like till stomach pain .___. 3am +, went t smoke &amp;amp; cab t downtime w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;t play lan. Dota-ed w boyf &amp;amp; pub, audi-ed alone. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boyf &lt;/span&gt;owned me by 2 kills only. Laughs! Cus he go NC all th way t let me farm. Lalala! Played till morning 8+ 9, its raining heavily &amp;amp; boyf send me t my house thr thn he cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24 December 2009, Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathe &amp;amp; stuffs. Rested awhile &amp;amp; use comp. 12+ pm, prepared &amp;amp; head t J8 t buy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf's&lt;/span&gt; x'mas present while he's waiting for me t meet him. Cracked head at give a name's shop alone. Wondering what t buy for boyf. But in th end, bought customised named hp keychain for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;w a duck on it cus he always says im a duck. Called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;t tell him im done &amp;amp; he chatted w me on phone while waiting for th bus. Waited for like 15mins. Zzz. Took a nap in th bus as i was feeling so sleepy. Reached, gave &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;his present &amp;amp; trained down t tiong bahru t catch a movie. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alvin &amp;amp; th chipmunks!&lt;/span&gt; Queued super long t buy th tix. Thanks t &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;who paid for it. Ate KFC while waiting for th time t go in cinema. Smoke &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heart 2 heart&lt;/span&gt; talk w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt;. He's super understanding lah! :D Super funny show. Got some little kids inside th cinema were damn noisy. LOL! Show ended, went toilet thn go smoke. Rainbow called. Asking me t go down PS for countdown. So, trained down. Alot of my side people were thr including my blood bro. After finding them awhile, i was hungry again. Went t withdraw money &amp;amp; off t long john. Back t find them again after which. Many police cars were surrounding. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;who helped me kept my cigs for in case of screening. Slacked all th way till 12am + thn me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;trained back t my house thr. Just only we 2, sweetness came. Hahah! *Baby, you know luh hor (:* 2+, see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; home by cab. Home &amp;amp; bathed. Called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; he's alr fallen sound asleep. So after blogging, im turning in too. Super tired. 2days nv sleep le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be staying at home t sleep th whole day as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;boyf &lt;/span&gt;is working ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope boyf like th little gift i gave him (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just very happy being w boyf all this while. He nv fail t make me smile after he said someth wrong or what he did. I told him im gonna post what he did t bully me. But, after thinking. I decided not t. Cus everyth he had done, was t make me smile &amp;amp; laugh. Thanks baby, for being sucha wonderful boyf of mine! ;Luvs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tags replied changed t replying by tagboard! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-6071217901816990736?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6071217901816990736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-merry-xmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6071217901816990736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6071217901816990736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-merry-xmas.html' title='Happy Merry X&apos;mas!'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2908312056350991773</id><published>2009-12-22T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:03:56.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Happy ^^v</title><content type='html'>Ahling just bathe hao (: &amp;amp; she feeling very happy right now. Know why? Cus she's meeting her bibi later. *Thumbs up!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonning w boyf tonight &amp;amp; tmrw he's is not working. Fetching him from work later &amp;amp; going down t fnd twinnyjie! Movie w boyf tmrw thn countdown for christmas eve. I guess it would just be 2 lovely birds tmrw :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for boyf t call me, shall post a little cus i wont be blogging tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, i woke up later thn boyf for 5mins. Instead of me calling him up for work, he called me up t tell me wakes up alr. Laughs. Told him im going back sleep, but in th end i cant sleep. Cus i miss him too much. So called him back, accompanied him on phone till he reaches shop. Hang up &amp;amp; waited for him t be done. Msg &amp;amp; msn all th way like usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, korkor came home &amp;amp; i stunt him. Thn only i felt so loved by him at tht point of time. Heart 2 heart talk w korkor. Speaking up everyth thts in our heart. Hehs. I love my blood bro lots okeh ^^D We did someth at home. After tht, clearing up th mess tgt &amp;amp; i went down t buy things. Home &amp;amp; called boyf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got no idea what t get for my beloved baby. *Scratch head* But i must get him someth. *Baby, saw this? You better appreciate it even if its a small gift from me t you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored right now. Waiting for th time t fetch him. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags reply tmrw. I might be changing tags reply by tagboard. Stay tune for my post :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2908312056350991773?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2908312056350991773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-happy-happy-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2908312056350991773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2908312056350991773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-happy-happy-v.html' title='Happy Happy Happy ^^v'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-1853994209737088403</id><published>2009-12-22T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T05:13:20.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous of my boyf? Haas!</title><content type='html'>Here's a tag reply for tht 'passerby'. Let me tell you who is it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its obvious enough for me &amp;amp; my boyf t know who 'you' are. Its alright tht 'you' deny its wasnt 'you'. Cus which theft will eventually admit tht thy one when thy are really one. So, just pretend tht those tags on my board wasnt 'you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="pn_std"&gt;Passerby.&lt;/span&gt;: Wow, you can be really slut uh. Break up people's happiness, excellent! &lt;img src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/grin.gif" alt=":D" border="0" /&gt; Lol, what if you got aids how? &lt;img src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/angry.gif" alt=":x" border="0" /&gt; Ask your current boyfriend be careful.&lt;br /&gt;-I broke up people's hapiness? What rights do 'you' have, by saying this sentence t me? Oh, how do you know i broke up their happiness? You know them well? Or should i say tht you were his ex girlf tht is tagging on my board? &amp;amp; 'you' said, what if i got aids. FYI, i'm not as slut as 'you' even if you called me one cus i know you're jealous of me. So, th person who got aids, i think its was 'you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Passerby.&lt;/b&gt;: Do you know he broke up with his girlfriend and be with you on the same day? Why go flirt him in the first place and make him like you?! Seducer, f.uck.&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, i know. &amp;amp; let me tell you. NON of my friends know abt this but only my boyf's friend know &amp;amp; obvious 'his ex' does. &amp;amp; further more, i believed tht my boyf's friend wont be tht childish t spam my tagboard. Worst still, my boyf gave 'his ex girl' my blog link this morning &amp;amp; my board was spam shortly after. Aint all this is obvious enough t prove tht it was 'her'? Hahah!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 'She' was th one who cant captured my boyf's heart tightly, so dont blame anyone. &amp;amp; t say i flirt him, i didnt. For goodness sake, do you even know what's th meaning of flirt? It means, im having boyf &amp;amp; i stead w him. But, i didnt. Know th meaning of it before you use it. Dont be a fool please ^^ You called me seducer 'f.uck'? For your pea brain t know, r/s cannot be seduce. &amp;amp; when i read my boyf's 'ex' blog, this word 'f.uck', was exactly th same as what she typed in her post sometime ago. -Its alr obvious enough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Psb&lt;/b&gt;: Its not v nice to curse people like that. Obviously its also the guys fault and don't talk bout the baby, its alr over. And I am guessing you know her new bf! Ohhh, perhaps you are the jealous ex.&lt;br /&gt;- Dont step one cover backside for 'yourself'. Cus th IP was th same. Dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Passerby.&lt;/b&gt;: Haha, maybe loh. Continue guessing uh! &lt;img src="http://www.cbox.ws/smilies/1/smile.gif" alt=":)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Admit it lah xiao meimei. Your 'uh' tpying, is also what you typed in your post. Lame shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt all this tags is enough t prove/show tht its was my boyf's ex girlf? I might be wrong. But, why even my boyf would strongly think tht its was his ex? To whoever it is. Regardless his 'ex girlf' or anyone. Trying t break me &amp;amp; my boyf up? Try harder on other couple. If my boyf dont love me, he wouldnt be w me even if tht 'passerby' claimed tht i seduced him or whatever. Dont be a fool in my tagboard. Cus you're just making yourself more prob. If you got any prob w me, call me boyf t get my number. Cus, i believe you're his ex girlf or his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; last, i wont live up t any of 'your' comments. Cus, i am who i am (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My updates:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in th morning 8am. Called boyf t wake up for work. Waited for him t prepare &amp;amp; call him while he's otw t work. Melissa text me &amp;amp; was supposed t meet her. But in th end i couldnt make it. Twinny jie called. Supposed t meet her at yishun but mom bought lunch for me by a surprise so didnt meet her. Chatted w boyf in msn all th way &amp;amp; he's just simply so sweet luh! Print screen down some stuffs he said t me. Korkor asked if i wanna go meet kennyboy t slack at yishun. Headed down t yishun t meet him tgt w korkor &amp;amp; rainbow. Coffee shop slack, raining, joke, smoke etc. Evening time, supposed t go down amara t take things w them. But i went home half way thru. Reached home, found out some kids tagging on my board w/o brain. Called boyf. I didnt blame him for such prob, cus i love him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzC81k2S8OI/AAAAAAAABEw/ZpH2Bv3PkI8/s1600-h/My+sweetest+boyf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzC81k2S8OI/AAAAAAAABEw/ZpH2Bv3PkI8/s400/My+sweetest+boyf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418037980337205474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzC3l9VQGkI/AAAAAAAABEo/hFyw7-MD10w/s1600-h/My+sweetest+boyf+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzC3l9VQGkI/AAAAAAAABEo/hFyw7-MD10w/s400/My+sweetest+boyf+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418032214473448002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-1853994209737088403?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1853994209737088403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/jealous-of-my-boyf-haas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1853994209737088403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1853994209737088403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/jealous-of-my-boyf-haas.html' title='Jealous of my boyf? Haas!'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SzC81k2S8OI/AAAAAAAABEw/ZpH2Bv3PkI8/s72-c/My+sweetest+boyf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-1165195616084683401</id><published>2009-12-21T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T09:10:59.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet romance ^^v</title><content type='html'>Firstly: FYI. I've broke up w leslie. He was th one who return his ring t my tao eh &amp;amp; say he wanna break w me &amp;amp; he ran off t take cab home. I called him back &amp;amp; he was th one begging for patch after tht. I accepted him back but in th end, he keep lie w deny after i've found out everyth! Acting like he's oh-so-innocent. Being a 2headed snake too. He's thinking were so damn childish. Immatured lil kid. I broke up w him due t everyth tht he've done, i think he suit more t xiao meimie. &amp;amp; i've aborted his baby long ago cus he cant even afford t yang me &amp;amp; all his money was giving by his mom. So, stop asking abt him cus i wont reply anymore tags tht concerns him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly: To th passerby who tag my board regarding kuangzhe's blog. Hello nameless dog. Your owner nv give you a name t tag? Aww, so sad. I think your owner adopted you from SPCA. Or you're some stray dog on th streets without name.  Make things clear before you tag my baord t say me &amp;amp; my jie is promoting ourself in kuangzhe's blog. I think you're th one promoting yourself as dog t see who wanna adopt you. Laughs. Kenyo is th one who tag my board first. &amp;amp; after knowing tht my jie vivian actually knows kenyo by seeing her reply t kenyo in my board, thn only i go &amp;amp; tag kuangzhe's blog again. In case you dont know. My jie vivian, knows kuangzhe's peeps for years. I believe you're not someone from kuangzhe's team. If you're one, just t tell you. You're shameless. &amp;amp; if you wanna tag my board, please brush up your english before you tag. &amp;amp; by tagging in kuangzhe's blog, asking my jie t meet me in jurong. Thts call childish? Hahaha. I dont even think you know th meaning of childish. Asking us t get away from kenyo? For your pea brain t know, i dont even know kenyo &amp;amp; im not interested. Im attached. So, let me tell you. Dont be sucha fool in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;t end work. I shall post, since he wanna see ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{ Edited post for 20 December 2009, Sunday }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap at 4+ 5pm. Got woke up by korkor at 7.30pm asking me t go bathe &amp;amp; stuffs thn pei him &amp;amp; rainbow go J8. Thn i told him i going other place. So, i bathe &amp;amp; prepared. Bus down t find &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. He reached before i reach. Off t toilet, 1 fat girl bang on t me &amp;amp; stared at me -.- Came out of toilet, complained t &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; i asked him t wait for tht girl t come out t see how fat is she :/ Walked t coffee shop t eat. Slacked awhile thr. I got disturbed by him ALL TH WAY. Hahah! Walked over t v.jie house void deck aftermath. Waited for her t end work. I keep going toilet. I think my bladder spoiled. *Choy!* &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;was so sweet. Holding my hand wherever i go. Hugging me &amp;amp; nv let go. Hohoho :B Used lappy, chatted w v.jie. Tonned like usual. Was msging &amp;amp; cheering twinny jie up .She so damn sad over someth. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;was damn tired but he still accompanied me all th way. Tyvm &amp;amp; iloveyou! :D Half way thru, v.jie went home. Left me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. Played all th way like crazy .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning, bus home at 5+ &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;went home t sleep. Waited for 8am t wake him up. I slept at 10+. Supposed t go songka. But i couldnt wake up even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; kennyboy bombed my phone. Zzz. Afternoon, was supposed t go bugis w ahyong. He bombed my phone, i was still sleeping like dead. Only managed t wake up at 6pm like tht. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;lovelovelove, 52766&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahwei: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;o.o Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenyo: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerby:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Hello nameless dog. Your tag reply is above th post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda-xiao: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Its alrights. Faster meet me ^^v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psb: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I've posted some time ago tht i've aborted. Engaged? Its was a story make by him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janell: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I felt sad losing th child. But all also thanks t him. Cus he cant afford. Further more, im happy tht i broke up w him. Cus he's thinking is damn kids. &amp;amp; he love t lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-1165195616084683401?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1165195616084683401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweet-romance-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1165195616084683401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1165195616084683401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweet-romance-v.html' title='Sweet romance ^^v'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-6950512548811020230</id><published>2009-12-20T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:53:24.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday daddy! ( 19 december )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FYI, dont ask anyth abt leslie again. Im not w him alr. (: Tyvm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;19 Demember 2009, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-I know i always make you worry, angry &amp;amp; stuffs. But, im a grown up girl okeh ^^ Altho you always nag &amp;amp; scold at us. But deep down, we love you like a gold. You're precious in our heart. I know you always work hard t earn money for us but we still di siao siao. I still rmb, when i was 14years old. Me &amp;amp; korkor got case &amp;amp; was charge in court. I could see th most saddest face of yours. You nv fail t be thr for us. Thanks daddy, for taking care of me for going 18years. Thanks for coming back tgt w mummy after years of divorce. Wo ai ni lots! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Morning, woke up. Wished daddy happy birthday before thy head out t buy crabs home. Called my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious love&lt;/span&gt;. Chatted w him on phone as usual. Twinnyjie called. Asking me t pei her go AMK hub for interview. So, waited for daddy t be home t fetch me down tgt w mummy &amp;amp; my dog (: Rain so heavily. &amp;amp; i wore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious love's &lt;/span&gt;hoodie out. But i look like so small size cansxz. After interview, walked over t mac behind t smoke &amp;amp; i bumped into fendi &amp;amp; juliana, my sec sch classmate. Smoked &amp;amp; went in mac t wait for them t finish thier meals &amp;amp; pei them smoke again. Waited for th rain t get smaller t go home but it just seems like getting bigger. Was on th phone w &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious love&lt;/span&gt; all th way. I asked him t say : I'm a pig. Thn he replied : You're a duck. He was just refering back t me. Aint he's cute? Haha! I was laughing like nobody's business. Walked back opp MRT's bus stop t take bus home. Reached home, text &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious love&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; ate crabs. After tht, someth happened t twinnyjie &amp;amp; i was feeling so sad for her too. Shall not elaborate here. After awhile, she went home. I sent her t bus stop &amp;amp; continue talking on th phone w &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious love&lt;/span&gt;. Waited for my parents t finish mahjong thn go fetch aunty &amp;amp; down t orchard tower, my uncle's shop t celebrate my dad's birthday. My phone's batt were running low. Was msging &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious love&lt;/span&gt; all th way. &amp;amp; poor thing, he waited for me t reach home. Chatted w him on phone till 2.30+ thn he slept. 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cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sy287-B59WI/AAAAAAAABCg/WzDdQRsx74g/s320/Image0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417193665245869410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sy285GI1G2I/AAAAAAAABCY/vklNWOa74_Y/s1600-h/Image0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sy285GI1G2I/AAAAAAAABCY/vklNWOa74_Y/s320/Image0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417193615882787682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1+. Cus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious love&lt;/span&gt; only text me when he's going work but didnt call me cus he wanted t let me sleep more :x Text him &amp;amp; called him. Chatted awhile &amp;amp; hang up cus i need t update blog. I'm sick again now. Flu &amp;amp; fever :'( Tonight, i hope i'll be able t see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;precious love&lt;/span&gt;. Due t some prob, i think i cannot ton. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Precious love&lt;/span&gt;, pray hard for me ^^v Imissyou ): Shall post again if thr's any on going events later or tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendan: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hahah! I will get well soon. Dont worry. Happy right? I just want you t happy always! (: Love&amp;amp;misses you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendan:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Imy too ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenyo: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nah, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda-xiao: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello jie! Seeyou soon (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passby: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;No, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-6950512548811020230?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6950512548811020230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-daddy-19-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6950512548811020230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6950512548811020230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-daddy-19-december.html' title='Happy birthday daddy! ( 19 december )'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sy2_rUKJ8gI/AAAAAAAABEQ/7LU9k__WgsE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3300256071963535654</id><published>2009-12-18T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:45:19.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaiting~</title><content type='html'>Just back from tonning &amp;amp; had my shower done! (: Shiok. While waiting for time t wake bendan up for work, i shall post. *No need le, he damn guai. Wake up himself. He just text me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17 December 2009, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt sleep for th whole night when i woke up at 11am th day before. Had breakfast downstairs. When i was abt t go home, it was raining damn heavily. So, waited. Reached home, woke bendan up at 7+. Haha! Thn around 8+, i fall asleep. My phone didnt stop ringing by calls &amp;amp; msges till thn :/ Woke up around 4+ by dog's barking as my tao eh came my house. Fall alseep after awhile. Again, my phone ring. I couldnt wake up. But it was from twinny jie. Weijie came, my dog's barking was worst. Bth, so woke up. Text bendan &amp;amp; replied all msges. Waited for twinny jie t come meet me. JL was at bishan too. So, went t J8 t eat KFC again &amp;amp; it was full. Walked 1 round &amp;amp; went back t KFC. Finally got sits. Twinny jie was sick ): Was supposed t meet JL, but he was rushing t other place. So after eating, bought water from 7eleven &amp;amp; twinny jie bought her hello panda. Bus home. Slacked under block w kor, tao eh &amp;amp; weijie. Went home at 8+. Bathe &amp;amp; changed while twinny jie went other place w th rest of them. Left house at 9pm. Bus all th way t jurong t meet bendan while waiting for vivian jie t end work t meet her. Reached jurong, bendan told me tht he bought his lappy &amp;amp; charger. But best part was, he've forgotten t bring his battery back from his work place. *Hahaha! You ask me dont post this :P* So we walked around t find plurk but couldnt see any. Walked t IMM's mac t slack awhile. Thn went back t inter t meet weijie &amp;amp; kelvin as thy come jurong t find me awhile &amp;amp; cab home. Waited for vivian jie till 2+ cus she went home t do stuffs. Chatted alot w bendan :D Was playing child game w him. Keeping each other's IC &amp;amp; not wanting t return. Talked all th way till 4+. Went t buy cigs &amp;amp; back t vivian's jie void deck t slack. We 3 person total drank 6 bottles of water -.- Vivian jie went back at 5+ while me &amp;amp; bendan waited for th rain t be smaller abit. 6+, bendan accompanied me t wait for bus. Thanks t him, who lent me his jacket home (: While waiting for my bus, we were still playing w IC. Altho its lame, but well. You know, he nv failed t make me laugh like what he called me, idiot. Hahah! Someth happened t me in th bus. Shall not disclose it. *Bendan, i still loveya alrights!* Reached home at 7+. Couldnt find my dog. I was scared. Suddenly, my mom opened her door &amp;amp; say : alamak! Now 7+ alr uh. We're late for work. So, made coffee for dad &amp;amp; change th boiling water. Bathe aftermath &amp;amp; called bendan. I dont think im sleeping so fast. I cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was super happy today being w twinny jie, vivian jie &amp;amp; my precious bendan till someth happened when i was on th bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinny jie, get well soon. You're loved by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendan, dont worry alrights? I'll still stay by your side altho i knew what happened. I love you (: 我不会放弃. Promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be staying at home today t sleep (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irene: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dont ask about him. &amp;amp; i nv take pictures this few days cus my phone is under repair. Thanks(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pua lok kueh -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendan: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hahah! Smart (: Met you today! See, i so good. Go all th way t jurong t find you! :D Missya too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Invited le jie. Met you today (: Takecares! Seeyou nxt week. Much loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3300256071963535654?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3300256071963535654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/awaiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3300256071963535654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3300256071963535654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/awaiting.html' title='Awaiting~'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-71396223203839835</id><published>2009-12-16T04:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T04:52:04.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A laughter day (:</title><content type='html'>Yst night was a v.sad &amp;amp; heartbreaking one. Th reason why, will only be posted in private blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11+ today cus was afraid tht i couldnt wake up on time t meet jason ( bendan ) &amp;amp; go checkup. When i was preparing t go out, th rain suddenly pour damn big. Poor bendan have t wait for me. In th bus, saw alex but he didnt notice me. Reached J8, smoked &amp;amp; bus tpy. Took my queue number &amp;amp; when t eat KFC. While walking thr, lewis called. Asking where am i &amp;amp; he was at tpy too. So, mer him outside KFC &amp;amp; accompanied him t ask for phone's price :D Aftermath, he was sweating &amp;amp; complaining. So, walked back t KFC. Thn me &amp;amp; bendan had our meals while lewis keep saying th aircon was very shocked -.- Chatted alot alot w lewis (': Walked him back t interchange t see him off elsewhere. Thn me &amp;amp; bendan walked back t th woman's clinic but still haven yet my turn. We waited for like 2hrs + alr .__. Bendan helped me buy cig. Smoked &amp;amp; its my turn. Went in, less thn 5min came out. Slacked all th way w bendan till 8pm &amp;amp; accompanied him t wait for bus &amp;amp; i bus home. Gonna make food for my lovely dog &amp;amp; phone t phone w bendan :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-71396223203839835?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/71396223203839835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/laughter-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/71396223203839835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/71396223203839835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/laughter-day.html' title='A laughter day (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2313866358894334952</id><published>2009-12-15T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T05:17:50.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which one ?</title><content type='html'>Everyone take note. I'll be opening a new private blog. Will invite those people tht i'm close w. But, i'll still be updating this blog as usual. Its just tht, i'll post things tht are not supposed t let everyone t know in my private blog :D Tag me w ur emails if you wants t be invited &amp;amp; i shall consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Private blog's url : http://ahling-privateblog.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home th whole day. Woke up w 9 msges &amp;amp; 44 miss calls all by jason ( bendan ). Was supposed t meet him today. But i just couldnt wake up. Sorry! Chatted in msn w lewis. Prepared &amp;amp; off t J8 t repair my phone. Need not wait for so long. Heng (: My phone needs t be admitted in sony E for 3weeks just cus th charger's port are spoiled. -'- I miss my damn phone. But luckily my mom's phone is exactly th same as mine, even color &amp;amp; she's gonna borrow me her phone while she use dad's new phone. Yays! See, my mom is so loving! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home after sending my phone thr. Cooked dinner for dad as mom's having company dinner tonight. Weet, my dad was so happy can! Hahaha. Gonna wait for mom t finish her dinner &amp;amp; fetch her tgt w dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last by not least, my twinny is sick ): &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GET WELL SOON TWINNY&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Get well soon twinny. Loveyou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anni:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; No, i didnt abort it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaxin: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hahah! I also nv care le. Thanks. Takecare too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2313866358894334952?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2313866358894334952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/which-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2313866358894334952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2313866358894334952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/which-one.html' title='Which one ?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-1937838852675051919</id><published>2009-12-14T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:43.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful days (:</title><content type='html'>Should i say im happy or sad today? =.= Back t post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 December 2009, Snday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are not working. I was home th whole day till twinny jie called me t meet her. Went J8. Saw J &amp;amp; co. Called JL t ask if he wanna come down t settle some stuffs. Lucas came. Waited for him &amp;amp; friends for nearly 3hrs. Sze how came down w JL. Was shocked. Settled &amp;amp; went home. JL was much caring for asking me t eat my med as i was feeling giddy all th way but dont know why .___. Bendan called from pulah ubin. Fcking funny. He talked till like as if he's going overseas &amp;amp; not coming back anymore. Slept while listening t MP3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt wake up when twinny jie bombed my phone cus i was supposed t meet her t go bugisbefore heading t AMK t meet JL but im out of cash. So, meet twinny jie under my block. Waited for JL t come bishan meet me. But he went t meet his friends for someth. So, waited for his reply &amp;amp; he asked me go over hougang. So bus over w twinny jie. Saw familiar face. We joke around like nobody's business. 10+, JL's friend need t go home. We left by sending one another. Got disburb by JL's friend saying me &amp;amp; JL is filming cus we stand too far &amp;amp; holding phone. Inside bus, JL keep disturb me. Laughs. He send me till my house nearby de traffic light &amp;amp; he bus home. Tyvm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaxin: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tht time i settle tht amk daiji for you. Didnt i told them you're my ginna cus lucas MIA and peter put you under me. &amp;amp; got people tell me tht lucas didnt even go in SLK. HE ALL ALONG AST DE -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-1937838852675051919?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1937838852675051919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/beautiful-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1937838852675051919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1937838852675051919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/beautiful-days.html' title='Beautiful days (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2525240528950285125</id><published>2009-12-12T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:43.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never th same.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, had a big quarrel w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;. Fuck it. I was damn angry. Shouted at him in public like a mad woman. All thanks t him for passing th ring t my tao eh &amp;amp; ran off t took cab home when i was going toilet at friend's dad funeral cus i tested him over someth &amp;amp; he wanna break. Well done! Called him back. Dad fetched me somewhere nearby funeral &amp;amp; went home t settle it. Things were fine now. But it wont be th same anymore. Dont ask why. Readers, keep comments t yourself. Tyvm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy bought MP3 for me today out of sudden. She damn lovely right? (: All thanks t tht shirley who took my MP3 &amp;amp; dont know how t return. Saying tht her hostel's stuff confiscated it. &amp;amp; its going one year alr. LIAR! When mommy reached home, she waited for me t go dye hair but i couldnt wake up so she went herself. Will dye my hair nxt week instead. Met twinny jie in th evening at J8. She bought th same handbag as me. ^^v Aftermath, walked around &amp;amp; stroll home. Watched 命中注定我爱你. LOL! Im still stuck at episode 12. Know why? Fuck th internet -'- At night, parents bring me &amp;amp; twinny jie t uncle's shop located at orchard tower. Waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;t finish work &amp;amp; come find me. Fetch him &amp;amp; went t 7-11 t buy chocolates &amp;amp; smoked. Home at 12+. Went supermarket t buy my greentea &amp;amp; twinny jie bought her chocolates &amp;amp; milktea &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; bought cigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are getting bored. Readers are asking unwanted questions. I'm getting money-less. I need more tops &amp;amp; bottoms! Mommy's gonna bring me t buy nxt sat after dying hair (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On going events :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 December - Clubbing w stella. To be comfirmed.&lt;br /&gt;20 December - Underage events at PH w zen :D&lt;br /&gt;24 December - X'mas eve countdown clubbing w my side people. To be comfirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want club club! Evacuate th dance floor w me ^^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerby: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;No? Why must i post abt him anyw. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sure ^^v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaxin: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ya, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passer:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise baboon:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Hello. We're engaged -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pb:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yes twinny jie. I love you too oh (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dailyreader: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dots. Why cant? If not how i got baby? We're engaged -.- Zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2525240528950285125?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2525240528950285125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-th-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2525240528950285125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2525240528950285125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-th-same.html' title='Never th same.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-7042375493232108331</id><published>2009-12-11T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:43.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired.</title><content type='html'>I'm tired. Tired of things you're doing. Your childish acts. Things you're telling me &amp;amp; things tht have been changing. You know tht you're th one who causes us t be like this. But you're not doing any thing abt it. -'- 我很累了. I'm just like taking care of a small little boy for 3months +. Think abt it. I've lost faith in you. I dont know what else t do. I just wanna live my life happily. Being a filial daughter of my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont blame me for anyth tht is gonna happen. Change yourself, if you wanna save this relationship. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm tired being in relationship alr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags reply tmrw. I've got no mood. Sorry readers for this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-7042375493232108331?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7042375493232108331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7042375493232108331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7042375493232108331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-tired.html' title='I&amp;#39;m tired.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-9006669203683099997</id><published>2009-12-10T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:43.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! Its smacking day :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEVRaH7ClI/AAAAAAAABBk/8VuMREG4YTY/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEVRaH7ClI/AAAAAAAABBk/8VuMREG4YTY/s320/DSC00046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413631615890557522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEVMfP24DI/AAAAAAAABBc/QQ-ntaMaJx4/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEVMfP24DI/AAAAAAAABBc/QQ-ntaMaJx4/s320/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413631531366670386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEVIyKPwFI/AAAAAAAABBU/Rn2AOHcstZU/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEVIyKPwFI/AAAAAAAABBU/Rn2AOHcstZU/s320/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413631467723931730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEVFh1i5LI/AAAAAAAABBM/RZ0NJX_-xAw/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEVFh1i5LI/AAAAAAAABBM/RZ0NJX_-xAw/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413631411802530994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEU_D6xTQI/AAAAAAAABBE/aMuKRo15I60/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEU_D6xTQI/AAAAAAAABBE/aMuKRo15I60/s320/DSC00040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413631300692167938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEUzk0cqYI/AAAAAAAABA8/g9gd_1QnBmc/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEUzk0cqYI/AAAAAAAABA8/g9gd_1QnBmc/s320/DSC00037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413631103365589378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEUt2PiYCI/AAAAAAAABA0/FfVQWyQFDHI/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEUt2PiYCI/AAAAAAAABA0/FfVQWyQFDHI/s320/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413631004963397666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Supposed t meet ben at 2+ today but in th end didnt. Will be meeting him on tuesday instead. Msn w kennyboy abt taking stuffs. Waited for twinny jie t end work thn meet her at bishan MRT thn head down t her house t wait for her t bath &amp;amp; all. While waiting for her, lewis called. Asking what time i meeting him. &amp;amp; i was supposed t meet him after taking stuffs but he got things t do. So, shall meet him tmrw or what. Bus over t yishun &amp;amp; meet kennyboy.  Twinny jie brought wei en along too. He's so damn cute can!  Trained back t bishan &amp;amp; meet korkor thn went down t tanjong pagar t take stuffs. Waited for them at burger king &amp;amp; suddenly ahjie appeared. Shocked. Hah! Ate &amp;amp; smoked. Trained down t orchard as korkor is working. So me, twinny jie, kennyboy &amp;amp; ahjie hanged around at orchard. Did some stuffs. As usual, i went sad again due t someth. Thanks everyone who cheered me up. 10+, wanted t go eat &amp;amp; home. But mos burger is closing. So, we trained back. Reached home, ate med &amp;amp; now im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry binbin sissy for not meeting you today as i got things on t do. Shall meet you other day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psby: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nope, dont ask me why alr. Cus i've posted it sometime ago. Thanks for th concern anyw &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yes twinny jie. Promoting your beauty! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-9006669203683099997?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/9006669203683099997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/wow-its-smacking-day-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/9006669203683099997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/9006669203683099997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/wow-its-smacking-day-d.html' title='Wow! Its smacking day :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SyEVRaH7ClI/AAAAAAAABBk/8VuMREG4YTY/s72-c/DSC00046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4894276771132598593</id><published>2009-12-09T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:43.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Khoon yuu thee nai?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-vIM1DIQI/AAAAAAAABAs/XN3PVCYSjwE/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-vIM1DIQI/AAAAAAAABAs/XN3PVCYSjwE/s320/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413237832540168450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-u_9h77fI/AAAAAAAABAk/yN1Qor4tgLk/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-u_9h77fI/AAAAAAAABAk/yN1Qor4tgLk/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413237690994519538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-uur4NFXI/AAAAAAAABAc/-YIOnEXjenI/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-uur4NFXI/AAAAAAAABAc/-YIOnEXjenI/s320/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413237394198304114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-unUPERuI/AAAAAAAABAU/YFaOGnliL6s/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-unUPERuI/AAAAAAAABAU/YFaOGnliL6s/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413237267592660706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Its my twinny jie ; Peizhuang-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like so finally, i can upload pictures ^^v &amp;amp; i bet my twinny jie is waiting for her photo(: Aint she's pretty? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyw, today im sooo sad :'( Twinny jie knows what happen. Sigh. I dont know what t do mansxz. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khoon yuu thee nai?&lt;/span&gt; I dont know why am i feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's on MC for 3days. I slept all th way today till 5+ thn dad wakes me up t eat &amp;amp; take my med. When i was eating med, i jitao thought of ... Again, i went shag ): I dont have mood t post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Someth t reply twinny jie's post :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie, thanks for th post. I damn touched. I really hopes, things will be like yesterday )': Thanks for being thr for me. For meeting me whenever i needed you th most. I love you lots lots. Now, you've got a job. You better work hard okay? Prove t weien tht he has got a best mommy on earth. I damn shag now. Sigh. Cry cry cry! Take good care alrights? Loved &amp;amp; misses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psrby: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nope, i was sick &amp;amp; i went in hospital. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I will twinny! Dont worry. Love &amp;amp; misses :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerby: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Aint she's one? Hahaha! Everyone knws it (: You wanna create prob again uhs? Come parkmall find me thn. I wait for you(: Got guts, put ur big name &amp;amp; number down :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Come my blog spam &amp;amp; be blog warrior = scared .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I not sure. You call me loh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; What happened in ur blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Nvm luh twinny. I now damn wa dang liaos. Thy want prob? Lets put parkmall :DD Woolalalas~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4894276771132598593?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4894276771132598593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/khoon-yuu-thee-nai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4894276771132598593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4894276771132598593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/khoon-yuu-thee-nai.html' title='Khoon yuu thee nai?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-vIM1DIQI/AAAAAAAABAs/XN3PVCYSjwE/s72-c/DSC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4750726872509919648</id><published>2009-12-08T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:43.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fickle minded :O</title><content type='html'>I'm very happy today :D See my post why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7 December 2009, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was home th whole day. Went back t clinic t do my stomach scanning as i was in pain for 4days alr. Moreover, keep having unbareble gastric. Hell .___. At night, called clinic &amp;amp; thy ask me t go down asap. So changed &amp;amp; dad send me down w mom &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B's&lt;/span&gt; accompany. Scanned my stomach. Thy gave 2 antibiotics &amp;amp; 1 panadols. Bought cheese fries &amp;amp; home. Ate my med after tht. Monster text me. So i called him. Chatted like 3hours &amp;amp; msging peizhuang all th way. Slept around 4+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8+ am cus i was having bad gastric. My dog saw my rolling on bed in pain, she go lick &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B's &lt;/span&gt;face &amp;amp; he's still not awake. So i woke him up. He made milo for me. Awhile later, kor woke up as well. Seeing me in pain, thn he cooked for me &amp;amp; reminded me t take med thn sleep. Wow, he's so lovely can! (: Rest awhile. Peizhuang called me as she woke up alr. So i bathe &amp;amp; called monster. Met her at J8 and bus down t hougang t find monster :D Waited under his house void deck. He came down w porkey. Forcing me t eat. So i ate one. Walked over t lan shop. Dota &amp;amp; audi. Thanks for paying. Aftermath, meet his friends at playground. Chatted awhile. Cab over t kovan as i need t eat &amp;amp; take my med. He keep disturbing me when i was eating med ): After tht, cab back t hougang. Slacked awhile &amp;amp; monster send me t bus stop &amp;amp; he went t lian shi. I'm happy today. Thanks for all th jokes (":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lastly, i love peizhuang jie loads loads! W everyth she had done for me, i really appreciate. Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, get well soon. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paseer: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Huh? How th song goes like? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yeah twinny (: Hahahah! How i wish we can earn money by sleeping :/ Loveyou much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4750726872509919648?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4750726872509919648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/fickle-minded-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4750726872509919648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4750726872509919648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/fickle-minded-o.html' title='Fickle minded :O'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4049006873673911793</id><published>2009-12-06T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon's period is over ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello readers (':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 december 2009, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; left in th morning. I woke up at 8+. Had my breakfast at coffee shop w mummy &amp;amp; headed t make my hair as she wants t make her hair too. Aftermath, went home while she &amp;amp; daddy go eat cus my stomach is totally CMI. Pain like fucksxz. Reached home, smoked. Msg peizhuang &amp;amp; she said she dont wanna sleep alr. So, i nap awhile while waiting for her t come my house. 5+, kennyboy called. Asking us t meet him at bishan MRT. Waited for him till 6+. Luckily korkor woke up before i go out. If not, i think kennyboy gonna kan me again .___. Couldnt go PS cus someth happened. So, all meet at cityhall. Met up w th rest. Walked over t esplanade's underground. Meeting half way, when dick &amp;amp; korkor come back from toilet, they 'bring' alot of SSB back. Shag, screening &amp;amp; all kena took photo. Nvm, skip tht part. Walked t marina sqaure, settled some stuffs. Blahblah. Citylink t smoke &amp;amp; train home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;called. Quarreled again. ;Tired He cab down. Didnt talk much w him. Cried in th middle of night cus of someth. Stomach still pain like fuck. Ate panadols &amp;amp; manage t doze off around 5am +.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 3+. Fresh up &amp;amp; stuffs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;had his lunch at home without asking me if i wanna eat anot. Pissed off. Nvm. Waited for peizhuang t come. &amp;amp; thanks t her, cus she's always th one who brings back my laughter after im angry, sad or whatever. She will do those bangla stunt t make me laugh (': ;Luvs! Stayed at home th whole day. Parent's nagging again ): But daddy was alrights after awhile. I still love them as much (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've changed. &amp;amp; you start msging girls when you told me you deleted all their number yourself. You appeared wierd &amp;amp; we cant even communicate at all. What's th point of holding on when things are alr like this? I dont understand. Speak t me, if thr's anyth you wanna say. I'm stressed enough w my things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Imissyou .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I will text you when i free(: Hmms, not long ago only. Hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passer-by: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thanks for th tag. But, you wont understand what's happening. Cus i dont mention anyth about our quarrels in blog. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hahahahahah! You know i know uh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You haven text me ): Msg me &amp;amp; tell me? Loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4049006873673911793?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4049006873673911793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/honeymoon-period-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4049006873673911793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4049006873673911793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/honeymoon-period-is-over.html' title='Honeymoon&amp;#39;s period is over ?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2041686507817798873</id><published>2009-12-04T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.018-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Screen Protector'/><title type='text'>Support support! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sxktq8ibx3I/AAAAAAAAA_I/L7DS9Yekt84/s1600-h/psp+screen+protector.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sxktq8ibx3I/AAAAAAAAA_I/L7DS9Yekt84/s400/psp+screen+protector.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411406643090671474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sony PSP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;HORI&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; Screen Protector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Material: Made In &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatible: PSP 1000, PSP 2000, PSP 3000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description:&lt;br /&gt;1. 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Trying t sleep at around 4+ but i woke up every hour for nothing. Just couldnt get t sleep. Managed t sleep around 6+ i guess .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 9+, my stomach pain till 11+ when Peizhuang Jie called. Chatted w her on phone while she's on her way home. But i told her im going t tpy t get my phone's full box &amp;amp; she wanna buy her dics thr. So, she bus over my house. While waiting for my pain t get better, it started t rain heavily. Waited for it t get smaller &amp;amp; i went t prepared. Bus down w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Jie. She bought her dics &amp;amp; i went t press money t lent her money home. Walked back t KFC w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;t eat. Im craving for KFC almost everyday. Idk why :/ I love cheese fries :D Aftermath, smoked &amp;amp; bus home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; dota awhile &amp;amp; we went down t buy mommy's &amp;amp; my phone's crystal case, bread &amp;amp; greentea &amp;amp; home. Napped awhile. When mommy's home, she woke me up for dinner. Till now, my stomach's still damn pain )): Pain killer also no use -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;have been behaving so wierd lately. I hope i know whats going on w him. 3rd month is coming. Should we really celebrate or just let it be normal? Many quarrels occured ever since when i knew i was pregnant. Quarrels are like worst &amp;amp; worst. Oh well, i hope things will get better. Cus, i cant tolerate nonsense anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caiying: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Replied t your tagboard alr (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yeahs (: Seeyou tmrw ^^v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tell me soon alrights darl? Call me when you see this :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thanks jie. Meet me soon! Loveyou (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-7625494762056436700?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7625494762056436700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/falling-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7625494762056436700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7625494762056436700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/falling-down.html' title='Falling down'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxkssP0jwkI/AAAAAAAAA-4/YOm8n3ZnofY/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3044725400990432427</id><published>2009-12-03T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still deep in my heart (':</title><content type='html'>Wasnt free t post as i was busy. Heh. Shall post now ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 December 2009, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet peizhuang at house downstair's bus stop. Went tpy w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; peizhuang t get my phone change again (: Aftermath, ate KFC. Peizhuang pei me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;go take bus while waiting for her dad t fetch her home t get money before coming my house t ton again :D Waited for her till 1+ 2am. When down t fetch her. Played comp awhile &amp;amp; K.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 December 2009, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Supposed t go tpy t get my phone's full box thn go parklane t play lan w junliang &amp;amp; co. Suddenly, kennyboy text me. Say got meeting &amp;amp; must go down. So, went J8 mrt t meet kennyboy &amp;amp; dick. Head down t ps. Met JL &amp;amp; co. Walked t parkmall, meeting &amp;amp; blah. Aftermath, went back t ps. Saw kira &amp;amp; so many more. Chatted. Blahblahblah. Dotcom came down at 9+. I left w peizhuang as she was not feeling well. Fetch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; at 11+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&amp;amp; people, stop asking abt my baby. Tyvm :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 December's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thanks darl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezella: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu-Psby:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Yeah, cus i fall th other day. Thanks (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I fall tht day mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm alright now. Thanks (: I dont have leh. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I did called you back, but no answer. I'm alright (: Dont worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 December's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thanks for th words, tag more (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passer by: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hey, tyvm :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Will text you soon. Loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimo: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yes, cus i miscarriaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ur reader: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miscarriaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-.- ZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baolin: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tyvm girl :D Seeyou soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thanks beloved jie :D Loveyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3044725400990432427?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3044725400990432427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-deep-in-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3044725400990432427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3044725400990432427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-deep-in-my-heart.html' title='Still deep in my heart (&amp;#39;:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2766259904739207645</id><published>2009-12-01T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once happiness, forever's memories.</title><content type='html'>Hi, im back for blogging after a long time. Miss my posting? Hah! Ok, is i dont have time t post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;27 November 2009, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was home th whole day. Doing nothing. At night, i vomitted non-stop. Called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; he rushed down after calling his aunty over his house t look after his grandpa. Was chatting w cheryl sis on msn. &amp;amp; she's simply crazy over drinking -.- Slept after tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxWDBhe1z9I/AAAAAAAAA-w/F6ie9sIoQSM/s1600/Cheryl%27s+mad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxWDBhe1z9I/AAAAAAAAA-w/F6ie9sIoQSM/s200/Cheryl%27s+mad.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410374589546352594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;28 November 2009, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When for check up in th afternoon. Wasnt feeling right after everyth. Had a tiff w dad. But things were alright after awhile. When t had our dinner at Hog's Breath Cafe located at tpy. Th place were damn high class but, th things dont suit us. But, thanks mummy. For cheering me up without fail. ;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hearts&lt;/span&gt;. At night, xiaofate came over t my house t meet korkor. Thy were planning t go fishing. 11+, headed down t eat as i was hungry. 12+, peizhuang cab over t meet me. Waited for her &amp;amp; paid her cab fare. Bought cigs &amp;amp; slack awhile. Dad wanted t go find my bro thy all, so saw him under block. Asked him t wait for us. I went up &amp;amp; change &amp;amp; headed t lower piere. Saw ronghui &amp;amp; co. Slacked thr. Bro &amp;amp; dad caught 1 fish each. Home at 3+ 4. Dota w ronghui till 6+ &amp;amp; K.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-oO_znrI/AAAAAAAAA-o/yl1avxKFFZU/s1600/say+goodbye+-0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-oO_znrI/AAAAAAAAA-o/yl1avxKFFZU/s200/say+goodbye+-0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410369757041106610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-h6FQrnI/AAAAAAAAA-g/nmVh29kySTQ/s1600/say+goodbye+-0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-h6FQrnI/AAAAAAAAA-g/nmVh29kySTQ/s200/say+goodbye+-0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410369648347623026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-akyJgCI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/D46DtiY-4HQ/s1600/say+goodbye+-0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-akyJgCI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/D46DtiY-4HQ/s200/say+goodbye+-0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410369522371231778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-TOT8EbI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/wAV4L_ujsbM/s1600/say+goodbye+-0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-TOT8EbI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/wAV4L_ujsbM/s200/say+goodbye+-0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410369396079858098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-NOmeBOI/AAAAAAAAA-I/nVffMXYIiYc/s1600/say+goodbye+-0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV-NOmeBOI/AAAAAAAAA-I/nVffMXYIiYc/s200/say+goodbye+-0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410369293078365410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV8WtTA_jI/AAAAAAAAA-A/7j7F-PBRTu8/s1600/say+goodbye+-0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV8WtTA_jI/AAAAAAAAA-A/7j7F-PBRTu8/s200/say+goodbye+-0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410367256913837618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV8E4uXV2I/AAAAAAAAA94/70mEeBo_DdM/s1600/say+goodbye+-0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxV8E4uXV2I/AAAAAAAAA94/70mEeBo_DdM/s200/say+goodbye+-0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366950743693154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;29 November 2009, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was home th whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30 November 2009, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, cheryl sis called. Asking me t go amk help her friend's prob. Went down w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; peizhuang. After tht, met parents under my house's coffee shop. Cheryl tagged along too. Saw my cousin. Ate together. We ate crabs :D ;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luvs&lt;/span&gt;! After tht, went home. Prepared &amp;amp; went fishing again. Both dad &amp;amp; bro caught a fish and big stingray. Cheryl took cab home from bishan. Reached home at 3+. Ordered mac. Ate &amp;amp; laze around at home. Broke down into tears cus i dropped my baby. Mom &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;was thr t held me up once again. I couldnt accept it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 Decmeber 2009, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.O at 8+. Woke up at 11+ by dad t go clinic t wash my baby. Dad fetched me thr &amp;amp; i vomitted in his car :/ Everyth wasnt right for me. But still, i stayed strong. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goodbye baby, mommy loves you ): You'll always be kept deep in my heart. Once happiness, forever's memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After everyth, went home. Sleep. Woke up at 11+, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;made bread &amp;amp; milo for me. Thanks. Went down t buy cigs &amp;amp; chicken bao. Talked under block awhile. Home &amp;amp; see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; dota. &amp;amp; now, its 5.05am. &amp;amp; im still awake. Gonna sleep sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;27 November's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Sissy, dont care her luh. She got no brain :D Loveyou too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Cus she too fat. Nobody wanna fuck her. Tht why she got no baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shermaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Text-ed you :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahaha. Its alrights :D meet up other day thn. Thanks (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahahaha! Go spread abt it thn :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;28 November's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Jie, i very relax liaos. Rmb sunday uhs! :D Loveyou too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I dont think she even got th chance t pass down generation. LOL! &amp;amp; she dont dare come my blog t tag alr luh. So many people scolding her. Wahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks beloved sissy :D Loveyou :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yes sissy? (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 November's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandaxiao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ When? Walau. I waited very long le leh. Come back call me okay? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ You're? Concord HLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yups :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;30 November's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks sweet, takecare too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Visit-ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 December's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Sissy, how come?! How t contact you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2 December's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I dont have korean's song in my blog what? .___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2766259904739207645?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2766259904739207645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/once-happiness-forever-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2766259904739207645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2766259904739207645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/12/once-happiness-forever-memories.html' title='Once happiness, forever&amp;#39;s memories.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/SxWDBhe1z9I/AAAAAAAAA-w/F6ie9sIoQSM/s72-c/Cheryl%27s+mad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5526036244858678793</id><published>2009-11-26T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Th path tht im choosing, was it a right one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;left my house in th morning t go home t look after his grandpa &amp;amp; i continue sleeping till evening 4+. Woke up, i ate bread only. Hah! Used comp, talked t tecksoon on phone regarding those bitches prob. Quarreled w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; i teared. I hate tht moment of time. I just hate it when &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;has t think alot, yet telling me tht he's only telling me how he feel. Tried of it. Shall not elaborate. Ate dinner at home w family :D We had fun&amp;amp;laughter. Waited for tecksoon &amp;amp; regene t come down find me thn go pool. Thy reached at 8+. Met them at BBQ pit. Tecksoon ask me t go, thn i told him wait. Cus i was replying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby's&lt;/span&gt; msg. I also nv say i dont wanna go &amp;amp; he just walked away. Calling me &amp;amp; shouted at me. I didnt even do anyth wrong, so i asked him why he shouted at me. &amp;amp; he asked me whether is it im not happy tht he shouted at me. I got pissed off. Regene called him &amp;amp; explain. After awhile, tecksoon said he reached champion alr. &amp;amp; so, me &amp;amp; regene bus over. Saw aaron, yong sheng &amp;amp; alot more. I ate sandwhich thr (: Tecksoon called his friend regarding th bitches matter. &amp;amp; guess what? Th friend of tecksoon called marilyn. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; marilyn said tht thr's no such prob&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh fat, you now scare uhs?&lt;/span&gt; LOL! Chatted alot w regene. Bus home at 11+ cus my tummy is not well again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Sorry luhs jie. Anyw, shhhh! Dont mention it in my blog okay? I dont want people t knw ): Love&amp;amp;misses too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I'm not angry at all. Cus dont you feel tht she's a clown in my blog? :D Haiya, marilyn tht fat bitch &amp;amp; karen tht slut know wangzi mahs. Call wangzi &amp;amp; tell him loh (: I got his number. 8teen? LMAO. I 108 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Nice one luh lucky star :D Too bad for her. Cus she's fat. Nobody wants her tht why she cant give birth ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks (: Haha. But too bad, cus their bad comments cant bring me down but only can make people laugh at them. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahah! Yeah. Anyw, im not angry w them luh. In fact, im happy cus there are clowns entertaining me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tecksoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Neh, tht marilyn th fat bitch loh :D She wont dare t call one laa. ): She scare liaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks sister :D Haiya, she scare laa. She only dare put bugis. You ask her go tamp loh, she will tell you. Want thn go bugis. Hahahaha! She's scared ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a passerby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahahaha! Yeah. She a big fat pig. LOL. Thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela(Passerby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ LOL. She will end up in hell (: Cus she simply lose in th war &amp;amp; thts why she's bringing my unborn baby in. She got no skill. Only know how t flirt around. Sigh. She gone case one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5526036244858678793?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5526036244858678793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/th-path-tht-im-choosing-was-it-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5526036244858678793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5526036244858678793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/th-path-tht-im-choosing-was-it-right.html' title='Th path tht im choosing, was it a right one?'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5217622373155101603</id><published>2009-11-25T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heatly Lifestyle :D</title><content type='html'>Now its 2.43am &amp;amp; i just got home :D Slept all th way thru-out cus tummy is not feeling well. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby &lt;/span&gt;is not behabving :/ Haa! &amp;amp; i hate &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;today cus he's an idiot. He makes me angry. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;Evening time, mom got home. Asked her t cook my favourite dish &amp;amp; i helpled her t cook egg (: She was happy luh :D After dinner, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;should return home today but in th end didnt cus i asked t wanna go thomson eat prata again like yst's night. Pauline jie called at 11+. Supposed t meet her under my block for awhile thn bus t thomson. But cus i waited for her so long &amp;amp; she only reached when i was waiting for cab, so didnt meet her. Reached thomson, ate. As usual, i vomit out everyth after consuming. Today was bad. I vomitted much more thn ysd cus maybe i ate more thn ysd ): Hehes. After math, went back t 7eleven &amp;amp; wanted t get my apple juice but dont have. So, bought grapes' friut-tella &amp;amp; cab home. Chatted w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;under th block like always. Telling him my grandmother stories :x This weekends, might be staying over at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby's&lt;/span&gt; place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24 November's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahah! Thanks(: View-ed. Thanks for supporting me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ You better not forget bishah's sissy. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Okok. When? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Ok! Will be waiting for ur call. Loves much! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25 November's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yes, i am :D Planning now loh. Will invite you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahahahaha! Jokes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennyboi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Tyvm, tao eh! :D You takecare too. Faster meet me kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baoxian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ No choice. I love clubbings :D Seehow kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Marilyn's blog is http://m-arilynnn.blogspot.com/ &amp;amp; karen privated her blog. But here's her fb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=563783310" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=563783310&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I cant be bothered too :D Just posting abt them t make them feel like a clown in my blog. Thanks for tagging :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26 November's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela(Passerby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks for tagging :D Haha! She's only 17 btw. &amp;amp; she called my darling YP when she's also th same age as her. LOL! What a great joke hor? No matter how old is she, she's a kid lah. Cus she's behaving in childish way. Still can bring my innocent baby in. LOL! This simply shows tht she lose in whatever thing she have. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Haiya, nvm luh. Just pity her luh. She dont knows th meaning of PLK mah. ROFLMAO. Yes, her 'mei' karen goh is a big PLK. Btw, is her so called 'sister' only. Hahahahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5217622373155101603?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5217622373155101603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/heatly-lifestyle-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5217622373155101603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5217622373155101603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/heatly-lifestyle-d.html' title='Heatly Lifestyle :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4496701053663703308</id><published>2009-11-25T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog warrior.</title><content type='html'>Again, i wanna updates abt th prob tht my brenda darling was having w &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karen goh&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; her so called 'sister' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marilyn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Swz4aHflpoI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/59lrwAZp5QA/s1600/Karen2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Swz4aHflpoI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/59lrwAZp5QA/s320/Karen2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407970380136949378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Swz4WkPGK5I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/qBobo7pWIRg/s1600/Karen1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Swz4WkPGK5I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/qBobo7pWIRg/s320/Karen1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407970319132928914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th pictures above, is tht &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut&lt;/span&gt; 'Karen goh'. She slept w my darling's boyf &amp;amp; yet, she's hiding like a dog &amp;amp; dont want t clear th shits herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Swz4mRrV02I/AAAAAAAAA9o/KcMp9-qbjY8/s1600/marilyn2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Swz4mRrV02I/AAAAAAAAA9o/KcMp9-qbjY8/s320/marilyn2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407970589029028706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Swz4jCn44gI/AAAAAAAAA9g/il80oj8hBVA/s1600/Marilyn1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Swz4jCn44gI/AAAAAAAAA9g/il80oj8hBVA/s320/Marilyn1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407970533448409602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this is Marilyn th &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fat&lt;/span&gt;. Aint she's fat? Awww, so sad ): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt;. She's th one, helping th &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut&lt;/span&gt;. She tag in her own tagboard, asking people not t use vulgarities &amp;amp; stuffs. But, tht day during th conference. She herself using all type of vulgarities. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sia sway&lt;/span&gt;. Th other day, my darling didnt want any apologise from tht &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut&lt;/span&gt; alr cus she thinks tht &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a prostitute&lt;/span&gt; will think tht thy dont have fault sleeping w other people's boyf. But, another 'sister' of th &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut's&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;named&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; xinlin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Text my darling using threatening languages including my name &amp;amp; i've got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; th msg prove :D &amp;amp; so after tht day, mairlyn posted in her blog, saying: '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Behave like that X.Girl nahs . Dont have her problem she shut up ! LOL . Or she can ask her unborn baby to come and talk to me yahs .' &lt;/span&gt;Wow! She's even posting abt my unborn baby. ROFLMAO. One word for you fat, '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt;' (: Unborn babies can talk? Please brush up your thinking before posting. &amp;amp; i cant be bothered t talk t &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU, XINLIN OR WHOEVER&lt;/span&gt; is cus, you guys simply talk w &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO LOGICS &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you called me PLK &amp;amp; say i anyhow make babies? FYI, im only having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 baby&lt;/span&gt; but not babies. Hahahah. Your tag also abit lame lehsxz. At least, my boyf take responsibility. &amp;amp; if i a plk, thn what is karen goh? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORST THN A PLK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, seriously. You want tag or spam me, please tag w more logic things lehs. Dont make yourself sounded like a fool laaaa (: Continue spamming. Cus, everyone knws th whole story. You're welcome t be a clown in my tagboard t entertain people w ur lame tags (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm nv afraid of whatever you're gonna tag. Cus, by saying others. Equals t you, looking in th mirror reflecting back t yourself :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall see you girls, 1by1 go in girls home w all your harassing msges &amp;amp; tags. Jiayou! &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4496701053663703308?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4496701053663703308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-warrior.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4496701053663703308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4496701053663703308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-warrior.html' title='Blog warrior.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Swz4aHflpoI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/59lrwAZp5QA/s72-c/Karen2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-172900027471803303</id><published>2009-11-24T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我想牵着你的手,永远不放开 (:</title><content type='html'>Blogger suck big time -'- Cannot post. Anyw, i've changed blogskin &amp;amp; tagboard as well. :D Previous tagboard's tag is still replied &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22 November 2009 - Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lazing on th bed. What else? LOL. Sleep &amp;amp; eat is what im doing, nothing else. Happy go lucky. I hate morning sickness. When i wake up, im like... dying. Zzz. Seriously, i cant find any interesting t post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my beloved dad chatted w me for like 1hour. &amp;amp; for tht very first time of my 17years, i felt so close w him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, my parents love me so damn much (':&lt;/span&gt; Just tht thy dont know how t express. This few days, my parent were damn lovely, ok? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my mom told me thr's IT fair on thursday-sunday. &amp;amp; i asked her t bring me go. Hopefully, she's gonna change my lappy for me. Woolalalas~ Planning t go either china or vietnam w family t celebrate CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, someone spammed me. Saying im a PLK. Wahahaha. Welcome spammer (: I've banned you + deleted your tag cus i dont want 'dog' t come my tagboard t anyhow 'pee' &amp;amp; 'poo' t make it dirty. If you got th guts, tag w ur real name. Cus only 'stray dogs' are nameless. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahaha. Gan jiong spider lehs. LOL. Takecare ahyi :D Love&amp;amp;misses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baoxian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Lol. See if im celebrating w my friends anot. Cus i think korkor's clique will only go town or someth? But my friends going club :D You contact korkor for your birthday meet thn. Takecare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Good luh. At least now you got job (: Hahaha. Contact me when you can meet me loh. Yeah, korkor now also no time &amp;amp; i seldom get t talk t him alot alr ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahaha. Yeah, im quitting ler. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ You're? Thanks lots. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yes, i will darling. You deleted your blog? :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Haha! Hope so yeah? (: Loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuxian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hello! (: Thanks. Yups, soon. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemonheadtea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-172900027471803303?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/172900027471803303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/172900027471803303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/172900027471803303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='我想牵着你的手,永远不放开 (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-8951019471223143942</id><published>2009-11-21T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didnt really feel or realised, till thn...</title><content type='html'>Afternoon, waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;t come. He pissed me off like fuck &amp;amp; i got damn angry. Waited for hours. Yet, he's still at shiguan. Nvm. I scolded him like as if he's a kid. I hate him for tht moment of tht. He reached at 6+, went down t buy bubble tea &amp;amp; my prawn cracker. Dinner at home. When i was eating, dad said this t &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my daughter is just like a gold in my hand. She had nv suffered before this 17years. '苦'字她是不会写的. Even if she married out &amp;amp; if she come across any suffering, i will still bring her back t my side'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; At tht moment, my heart &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sank&lt;/span&gt;. I knw my dad scolded me alot. But, here's th moment. When he expressed himself, cus he know sooner i'll be independent &amp;amp; living w 'others'. People might not dote me like how he &amp;amp; mom doted me. Thy went t help out at uncle's stall. Me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;went t 7eleven t get my burger. Walked damn far cus th 7eleven had moved t th other side. Zzz. Was drizilling. Reached home, ate &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;dota. 12+, korkor called. Asking t go down eat supper. Mom called. Asking me if i got money eat. &amp;amp; i told her, i still have it. She told me :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;if not enough money, go press. I put money in your bank alr'.&lt;/span&gt; Again, my heart &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sank&lt;/span&gt;. You see, my parents are just so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt;. But thy just dont know how t express themself at times. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me love them very much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Im gonna sleep sooon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Ofcus i believe tht going out w you will be damn save luh (: Yes, you're my luckystar! I will be a good mommy. But for leslie, i dont know eh. Hahahah. Good. At least now you got a job. Loveyou (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ LOL. Relax luh jie. Dont so anxious hao bu hao. Wahahah. I also wanna know. I think by my 3rd or 4th appt i should know le. AHYI! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks mei. Takecares too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Visited (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caiying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Tyvm :D Seeya around too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baoxian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ LOL! Touch also cant feel anyth. Hahaha. When its bigger, you touch le can feel baby is moving. You always need t go home so early, how t celebrate x'mas tgt? LOL. Not sure. You ask korkor abt tht bah. &amp;amp;, what thing visit you? Lol. Birthday visiting? Hahaha. Is visit or meet? :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Tyvm. What auntie? ): Is young mommy hao bu hao. Will takecare de. You too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JKSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Tyvm :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Sissy! I promise you okay? Hahaha. Deal! Faster meet me laaa. Got other sisters thn forget this bishan sister? ): Loveeessss hun! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-8951019471223143942?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8951019471223143942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-didnt-really-feel-or-realised-till.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8951019471223143942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8951019471223143942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-didnt-really-feel-or-realised-till.html' title='I didnt really feel or realised, till thn...'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3732506525626253403</id><published>2009-11-20T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving my lil precious BABY &amp; HUBBY.</title><content type='html'>Ok, i slept th whole day today. Great. But now, im still feeling tired &amp;amp; i dont think i can sleep early cus my mom is playing mahjong. Some updates : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby's&lt;/span&gt; mom wants me t give birth. Which means, she accepted it. Yay! at 7+, my lovely mom woke me up saying : Wake up eat uh! You not hungry but &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;baby &lt;/span&gt;is hungry. &amp;amp; guess what? I woke up immediately without delaying. But, thanks t my low blood. I blacked out awhile.___. I ate abit of rice &amp;amp; ate grapes. Mommy specially brought th one tht i wanted from NTUC only :D Med aftermath. Lying on th bed, msging sinyee &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. 9+, bathe. Mommy touched my stomach after my bath. LOL! I think im going down t buy tidbits later ^^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, i realised tht thr's many lovelies people around me who actually cared much abt me ^^v Love everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Nah, dont worry lah jie. My baby wont call you as aunty. But, i'll ask her t call you ahyi! LOL. I also anxious seeing baby grow each day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Wah, why bring me out will stress? Hahahah. Yeah loh. I now walk damn careful le. I scare. &amp;amp; im cutting down on cigs le. Thanks for th concern. I will guai guai de. Btw, what you working as? Will call you if i wanna go down. My email is : nana_@live.com. Loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I knw (: Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks for ur number. Me &amp;amp; baby's dad is skinny. How could baby be fat? Heh. Meetup reeaaaal soon okay? (: Misses &amp;amp; loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I knw. Quitting now loh. Sure, anyth i'll ring you up. When you wanna meet me? I angry you le. Keep nv meet me ): Loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baoxian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahahah. Quitting le. My stomach is not big yet. Maybe if korkor got meet you all t celebrate x'mas tgt, my stomach might be bigger. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3732506525626253403?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3732506525626253403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/loving-my-lil-precious-baby-hubby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3732506525626253403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3732506525626253403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/loving-my-lil-precious-baby-hubby.html' title='Loving my lil precious BABY &amp;amp; HUBBY.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5295845063414167510</id><published>2009-11-19T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Further down th road...</title><content type='html'>Firstly, i wanna say a big thanks those who grats me on my tagboard. But, some are highlighted names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivian jie &lt;/span&gt;: She posted my photo in her blog t congrats me, giving me advise in msn &amp;amp; posting some supporting words in her blog. Thanks jie, i love you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baolin &lt;/span&gt;: For giving me her number, answering those qns i've asked her &amp;amp; posting in her blog saying welcome t motherhood. Thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stella &amp;amp; ben &lt;/span&gt;: For th verbally advise ^^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, woke up. Ate bread &amp;amp; took my med. Played comp awhile thn took a nap. Afternoon woke up, went down t eat &amp;amp; its raining heavily ): Didnt have appetite t eat much as i was thinking alot &amp;amp; i immediately broke down when i reached home. Is not laugh out loud. Is cry out loud. Felt tht parent had change towards me. Shall not elaborate here. Did nothing but rest. Cannot keep moving, cus stomach uncomfortable. Talked t vivian in msn awhile &amp;amp; she called me t console me. Parents reached home, thy talked t me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. My dad was feeling sad inside as i was a pampered child at home for 17years+ &amp;amp; thy dont want me t suffer in future. So thy asked me t make a wise decision but well, for whatever things tht gonna occur in future, th &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;baby &lt;/span&gt;in my stomach will be safely delivered when times fly (: 11+, when down t buy cig &amp;amp; talked t &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; awhile. He left at 12am as he needs t go home t settle &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;baby's&lt;/span&gt; stuffs w his parents. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, everyth will be greatly fine from now till i'm old. God bless me (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Jie uhs! Haa. Not i nv tell you leh. Is my stomach not well &amp;amp; brain aint working. LOL. Why you sounded old? Heh. Anyth i will text you (: Dont worry laa. I will take good care of myself &amp;amp; you too as well okay? Hugs! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Heh. Thanks, i will(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yeah, i know. Haa. Thanks for th advise :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Haa, i now smoking menthol lights ler. Will quit in time, i mean asap. Will meet you soon de. :D You contact me alright? &amp;amp; you private ur blog nv invite me D: Loved too (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baolin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yeah, im quiting cigs now. Seeyou soon! :D Thanks for your number &amp;amp; help. Loves! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaobinbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Sist. Thanks(: I cant anyhow run too. I now walk awhile jiu tired ler :/ Why th song make you think of your ex? Heh. Cheer up. Meet me soon! :D Loves (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Above 16. If not, th guy will be charged by government even if your parents do allow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thankyou! Yeah, im quiting cigs now. (: Sure, but i dont have your number ): Loves too. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5295845063414167510?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5295845063414167510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/further-down-th-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5295845063414167510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5295845063414167510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/further-down-th-road.html' title='Further down th road...'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-713803182198720671</id><published>2009-11-18T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy to be :D</title><content type='html'>Alrights, went t polyclinic t had my urine test done :D &amp;amp; knw what? Its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Which mean,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i'm pregnant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D Doctor asked if i wanna continue pregnancy, &amp;amp; i told him. Ofcus! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; was happy yo ^^v Took my medicine &amp;amp; KKH's appt card &amp;amp; went t tpy's pasar malam &amp;amp; buy my food :D Ate under a block as its raining. Was planning whether should i go t KKH as my stomach is aching. So, reached home &amp;amp; was thinking. Told mom abt it. She nags abit .___. Msn regene sister &amp;amp; asked if she wanna accompany me thr &amp;amp; she called tecksoon sister along. So, i bus over &amp;amp; waited for them t reach. &amp;amp; thn bla bla bla. Lazy t type. Did my scanning. &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i saw my baby's heartbeat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ^^D Doctor says baby is healthy. &amp;amp; im pregnant in exact for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6weeks &amp;amp; 2days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Took my medicine &amp;amp; bus t tpy t buy cigs &amp;amp; change bus home. While waiting for bus, brot called. Asking me t go down t take things from him, so me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; cab down. Reached thr, ate. 1+, cab home. Gonna sleep soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks regene &amp;amp; tecksoon for th accompanying today. Seeing you both happy, im also happy. &amp;amp;, thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;for cleaning my room, buying my 2 pkts of sour plam, 1st time, someone so zhi dong -.- *finger pointing t &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;* paying money ( eh, i did give you money also hor! :P ) &amp;amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Oh, its ni de chen nuo :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yes! &amp;amp; im pregnant (: Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baolin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yeahs! He have a friend alr ^^D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Karen's blog is privated. Cus she scared -.- Anyw, here's th link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://ladyyunappreciate.blogspot.com/" dir="ltr"&gt;http://ladyyunappreciate.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yes, i do. Thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks for tagging. Hoho. I've linked you long time ago (: I will, you takecare too. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-713803182198720671?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/713803182198720671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/mommy-to-be-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/713803182198720671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/713803182198720671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/mommy-to-be-d.html' title='Mommy to be :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-1026412496318005117</id><published>2009-11-17T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxious for th answer :D</title><content type='html'>Not going for kelantan's checkup anymore. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;had threw away t appt card as well cus i dont feel like going. So we went t polyclinic t check why have i been vomiting lately. Doctor says tht its a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pregnancy syntoms&lt;/span&gt; :O But cus th labour was closed as i went thr quite late so i couldnt get my urine test done. So i have t go back again tmrw. I'm so damn anxious w th answer. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; said, if im pregnant. Should he be happy or stress? Hmms. My parents knw abt it too &amp;amp; its like so suddenly, thy treated me in a diff way. Thy buy &amp;amp; cooked what i wanna eat. &amp;amp; for th first time today, my mom prepared dinner for my dog without even asking me t do it. Wow. Miracle :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checkup, when tpy cus i wanna look for my phone cus i wanna change back t samsung F480 in pink. Went t pasar malam t buy things t eat. Walked around for 2hrs+ just t find my phone. But cus my this lousy ice cream phone can only sell at $70-$100, i was totally shag. Samsung's phone 2nd hand selling at least $200. But, all thanks t my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who withdraw money t buy it for me cus i wanted it badly (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great thanks t &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after tht. 11+, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;headed home t see his parents. Tmrw he's accompanying me t take th test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish my goodluck on tmrw's urine test :D shall update th news agn tmrw (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For those who wanna knw who is tht slut/prostitute karen goh jin zhen is, here's her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/37663432"&gt;friendster's link&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yes, i was th one. I miss you. :'( How are you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Haha! Yeah darling :D She wanna be nasty, we can be double! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Its th same karen? She seduced your boyf too? Omfg. She damn slut eh. Wack her luh! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hah, ofcus (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-1026412496318005117?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1026412496318005117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/anxious-for-th-answer-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1026412496318005117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1026412496318005117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/anxious-for-th-answer-d.html' title='Anxious for th answer :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3276511418550197112</id><published>2009-11-16T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'She' claim tht sleeping w someone's boyf but not having sex w someone's boyf in NOT wrong :O</title><content type='html'>I'm back for blogging. Cus, i wanna blog someth t let everyone knw tht 'when you're a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut/prostitute, thn you'll claim tht sleeping w someone's boyf on th same bed but not having sex is not a wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update my stuffs first! &lt;:  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14 November 2009, Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was home th whole day as you knw, im still not well. Vomiting is what i feel tht damn whole while. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;is always wanting t watch midnight movie w me agn. So yeah. My parents went t help my uncle at he's food stall in th night till morning. Before thy went out, i had a tiff w them. I showed my fucking attitute t everyone. Cus i didnt do anyth wrong. 9+, me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; brot when t take bus. Th show is at 10pm's slot. Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'paranormal&lt;/span&gt;'. Reached thr, bought tix, popcorns, drinks &amp;amp; my chessy suasage. Settled down in our place. Show started &amp;amp; indeed damn boring -_- In th middle of show, someone screamed damn loud .___. Laughs. Th show was getting scary. Overall, nice show. I rate it 4/5 cus th beginning was like grand mother stories. Show ended, brot was hungry. So, accompanied him for mac. He bought nuggets meal. I ate abit. As usual lah, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;will be pasting his mac's monopoly paper :/ Smoked aftermath. On th way while walking home, we were planning t go for a lan session. Reached home, brot took stuffs &amp;amp; we cab t downtime. Lan was full. So waited. Saw brenda's darling's boyf w jacky &amp;amp; co. Awhile later, korkor was hungry agn. Headed t opp t eat. Shared w korkor. Lan's uncle called saying thr's comp alr. Went back &amp;amp; played. Game ended at 3+. Cab home. Slept (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 November 2009, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept th whole day. Woke up at 5+. Agn, i feel like vomiting. Ate abit at home. Brenda darling called. Conference w marilyn th f** ( th one whose helping karengoh th slut/prostitute ). Played comp &amp;amp; slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed t go check up at kelantan today cus its th 2nd apptv for me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. But, i was just too unwell so we stayed at home. Postpone t tmrw. Planned t go polyclinic for my vomiting's checkup. Failed too. Cus, i was too tired. :/ Shall go tmrw too. Took a nap. Woke up at 6+. Nagging t &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;tht i wanna eat prata. He went down t packet for me &amp;amp; bought 2 friuty sweets for me. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. He ate eat dinner &amp;amp; went t sintua. I stayed at home t play my games :D Now, waiting for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;t come home. Now, its time for a exciting updates for you readers t see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks back, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brenda darling&lt;/span&gt; called me. Asking if i knw anyone named of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'karengoh'&lt;/span&gt; ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;th slut/prostitute i was refering to&lt;/span&gt; ) &amp;amp; i said yes. I went t henderson waves w her before as my friends brought her thr. &amp;amp; she told me someth tht 'karengoh' did. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've copied th post from her blog.&lt;/span&gt; Read it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karen Goh Jin Zhen ( slut/prostitute )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the one at fault,&lt;br /&gt;im not accusing you of anything that you have not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''eeyerr Gavin... why your girlfriend so irritating one? aiya i hate her la.''&lt;/span&gt; ( thts why she say t my darling's boyf )&lt;br /&gt;doesnt this ring a bell?&lt;br /&gt;you jealous of me or what?&lt;br /&gt;i hardly know you, it was just less than a day.&lt;br /&gt;hello?? did i even talk to you?&lt;br /&gt;THE ONLY THING I DID WAS TO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; LET YOU KISS MY BABY.&lt;br /&gt;you know it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who slept with my boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;flirted with him,&lt;br /&gt;squeezed his cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;and keep telling him he is so cute and so handsome;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you deserve to be labelled a Slut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the chalet had so many rooms and so many beds and so many guys.&lt;br /&gt;why on earth did you choose to sleep with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; Gavin?&lt;br /&gt;dont give me excuses like everyone was sound asleep and there was no space.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; Gavin sleeping too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was at the chalet you didnt do anything fishy.&lt;br /&gt;but when i left the place you revealed your ugly colours.&lt;br /&gt;you kept squeezing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; Gavin's cheeks, not just once or twice, but for a hell lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;you kept squealing that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; Gavin is so cute and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;what in the world are you trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;you have to get this clear,&lt;br /&gt;Gavin Ang is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend, not yours.&lt;br /&gt;i know he is cute and lovable, you dont have to do all these.&lt;br /&gt;please exercise some self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after chalet, you keep wanna come down Bishan find &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; Gavin and friends for what?&lt;br /&gt;you live at Bukit Batok, so stay there.&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna find Alvin or whoever, they have their own phones.&lt;br /&gt;you didnt have to call and text &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;Gavin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people, here comes the best part.&lt;br /&gt;Karen is attached, for goodness' sake !&lt;br /&gt;and what she did to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;Gavin, she did worse to Gavin's friends.&lt;br /&gt;shall not continue, cos i dont want my blog to be filled with vulgarities cos&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO DAMN BLOODY PISSED !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never thought i wound find out all these yah?&lt;br /&gt;ask yourself, if you hadnt stepped on my toes,&lt;br /&gt;why of all people must i point your name out?&lt;br /&gt;im not defaming you,&lt;br /&gt;just need to let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you guys can see. As what tht &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut/prostitute&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'karengoh'&lt;/span&gt; did was saying she hate my darling when she dont even knw her, trying t kiss my darling's boyf when she dont allow, squeezing his cheeks &amp;amp; saying he's cute when my darling left th chalet, slept w my darling's boyf &amp;amp; giving excuse saying tht cus everyone was sound asleep when her boyf was sound asleep too! What a joke aye? ROFLMAO. Here comes th best part. ( She didnt post it ) Tht &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut/prostitute &lt;/span&gt;naked herself at a guys house w so many people around. She even kena fucked doggie style in front of all th guys at chalet. Worst of all, she's attached. Aint she called as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut/prostitute&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn when my darling went t tag her board, she private her blog. Aww, so sad. Aint she's just feeling scared of letting people knw tht she's doing all this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut/prostitute's &lt;/span&gt;stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when she privated her blog, my darling just wanting t make things clear by going t her so called sist's blog t ask tht &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slut/prostitute &lt;/span&gt;dont private her blog. &amp;amp; so, her so called sist named 'marilyn' interfered this prob too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Her so called sist 'marilyn' said :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come and and talk then . ur problem is super small okays . so if u gt anything unhappy . call me then . im sure u saw my number at mine blog . then CALL LA . bullshit behind comp for what? child play? so u think u very mature la . isnt it ? i had already wait for ur call for weeks already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRENDA's tag reply t her: come out talk? you anytime want me come out i come out meh ! my problem small? Karengoh slept with my Boyf and did all those shameless stuff you call that small? oh i think i understand your situation. it's cos YOU AINT GOT A BOYF, that's why you dont know how it feels. aww so sad, nobody wants you?? ): am i bullshitting? nahs, i dont think so. why does everyone else agree with me that Karengoh is a fucking slut? and wow, go read my tags again.since when did i say i was mature? is you presume i am. thankiews worrr. and one last thing: why isnt Karengoh backing herself up? simply cos everything i have said is true and there is no way she can deny it. if it aint so, why the heck is she just keeping quiet if im really out to find trouble with her. USE YOUR FKING PEA BRAINS TYVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they're both th same breed isnt it? LMAO! She claim tht its super small. Wow! &amp;amp; i conference w her on th phone ysd. She said my darling was a YP &amp;amp; she dont wanna waste time talking t her. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEY FAT SLUT. AINT YOU'RE ALSO 17 &amp;amp; SAME AS BRENDA? YOU CALLING YOURSELF YP TOO? OMG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Marilyn' put bugis t talk today, cus she's scare. &amp;amp; saying tht she put bugis is because ITS NEARER TO TH PLACE THT SHE WANNA GO. LAUGHS! Eh, scare say scare luh. Why not you bring 'karengoh' t GEYLANG? SO SHE CAN GO THR WORK TOO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she tagged at her own tagboard, saying no vulgarities. But, ohno! She says without actions ley ): Yst on th phone, he uses all sorts of vulgarities on me. Wahahaha! She thinks tht i'm scare. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTERALL, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'KARENGOH' TH SLUT/PROSTITUTE&lt;/span&gt; DIDNT WANTS T CLEAR THINGS HERSELF BUT SHE ASKED &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARILYN TH FAT SLUT&lt;/span&gt; T HELP HER. MARILYN CLAIMED THT ITS NOTHING, SLEEPING W SOMEONE'S BOYF AS LONG AS THY DIDNT FUCKED. OH WELL, I CAN UNDERSTAND WHY SHE PUTTED IT THIS WAY. PERHAPS, SHE'S ALSO DOING TH SAME THINGS CUS THEY'RE BOTH 'SISTERS'. OR SHOULD I PUT IT IN TH WAY THT THEY BOTH ARE TH 'SAME BREED'? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not happy w my post? FUCK OFF :D Its my blog, i post what i want (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, here's &lt;a href="http://m-arilynnn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;'marilyn's blog'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Karengoh's blog is privated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I've forgotten, &amp;amp; my playlist is private .___. Sorry. Maybe you can tell me how t songs goes like? Btw, thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Darling :D I think my post more detailed thn urs. Laughs. Yeah, you won th fight too easily. Like my friend said, prostitute will think tht thy have no faults doing all this cus its their jobs :D Loveyou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3276511418550197112?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3276511418550197112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/claim-tht-sleeping-w-someone-boyf-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3276511418550197112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3276511418550197112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/claim-tht-sleeping-w-someone-boyf-but.html' title='&amp;#39;She&amp;#39; claim tht sleeping w someone&amp;#39;s boyf but not having sex w someone&amp;#39;s boyf in NOT wrong :O'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-342485340791598321</id><published>2009-11-13T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wished, i were strong enough t fight those sickness ):</title><content type='html'>I'm just &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;oh-so-lazy&lt;/span&gt; t blog this few days cus i haven recover from sickness. Well, im still coughing. Shall update a lil since i have some mood t post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11 November 2009, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, audi-ed w cheryl &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. Few rounds later, ended. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;went out. He came my house after doing his stuffs. Fetched him at bus stop. Bought bubble tea &amp;amp; smoked. Watched 命中注定我爱你 while waiting for my mom t prepare dinner. I dont seems t finish 命中注定我爱你's episode. Knw why? Cus my comp got prob. Haa! Dinner after tht. Night time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;dota as usual &amp;amp; i slept first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12 November 2009, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was home th whole day. After dinner at home, parents sent me t work. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;accompanied me t work too. Reached thr, dont have mood t work. But worked till 10+ and i left. Reached home, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;dota agn &amp;amp; i slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast at home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;dota-ed &amp;amp; i slept. Woke up in th evening when &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby's&lt;/span&gt; going for sintua. Ate mom cooked spaghati. Ever since after i'm sick. Whenever i see food, i felt like vomiting. After i forced myself t eat, 9 in 10times, im sure gonna vomit. &amp;amp; its like for a week alr. I asked peizhuang, she says tht pregnant lady will be eating hell lot but not vomoting when sees food. So, i assumed tht i dont have appetite cus i was sick still &amp;amp; haven recover. Just now when i was having dinner, i asked my mom. Whats happening t me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She said, is either im having 'yan shi zheng' ( a sickness tht can cause death cus i keep dont have proper meal ) or im expecting.&lt;/span&gt; But i told her, pregnant wont vomit after eat. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She says tht when she's expecting me, she feels like vomiting when she sees food &amp;amp; she vomit after she eat. So which mean, im just like her?&lt;/span&gt; My dad told me. If im pregnant, dont do silly stuffs. Just come back &amp;amp; tell them, dont go for abortion.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; For now, im not cfm is 'yan shi zheng' or 'pregnant'. So readers, keep comments t yourself. &lt;/span&gt;If thr's any unwanted comments, i will private my blog. Not going t cheryl's chalet today cus i dont wanna see someone. Sorry cheryl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Haa. Cus i dont wanna let people see my past post. I'm not pretty. Come my blog often &amp;amp; you might see pictures. Thanks for tagging. ^^v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ LOL. Knew it. Hah. I thot why my darl become so wierd. Laughs. I knw. Perhaps cus she also does this? So she thinks tht its a small matter. Aww, so sad ): Thy're both th same breed. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ No. It was a short form of my name. Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-342485340791598321?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/342485340791598321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wished-i-were-strong-enough-t-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/342485340791598321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/342485340791598321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wished-i-were-strong-enough-t-fight.html' title='I wished, i were strong enough t fight those sickness ):'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3774434026551256835</id><published>2009-11-10T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll amend everyth tht i've done hubby. (:</title><content type='html'>Today's post gonna be abit special cus its for me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. Anyw, nana have changed back t ice cream phone. But dis time round its blue ^^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, i knw all this while. We've been thru alot. In a relationship, who dont quarrels or have arguements. Who dont have disagreement w each other? Im sorry for what happened yst. Cus i was too sick &amp;amp; thts why my reply abit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;f.u.c.k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; up. I knw, i've hurt you ysd. Instead, you were th one who keep saying sorry tht its was your fault. But let me make things clear. You were th one in fault at first. When i said you, &amp;amp; everyth went wrong. I was in fault too. Both of us are in fault, am i right? Morning when i woke up, i did apologise t you. Didnt i? Cus i was feeling upset &amp;amp; guilty. I made you felt terrible &amp;amp; you cried. Yet leaving you alone &amp;amp; i just fall alseep. I didnt want it t happen also. But i was just t sleepy due t th medicine. Forgive me will you? This post is for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;an apology from me t you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as im feeling guilty over everyth tht happened ysd. No matter what happened, im gonna love you like thr's no tmrw. My love for you is always strong like before. Muacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.s : This post is for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. Readers, keep comments t yourself. You dont have any right t comment anyth. Thanks ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks babe! ;Kisses back t you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Seehow loh. Haha. Cus im sick. Still haven okay. You pray hard. Thn i bring liq over for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahahaha! I also playing audi. You nv call my phone? Add me in audi. Ign: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;-x3SweetLady&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3774434026551256835?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3774434026551256835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-amend-everyth-tht-i-done-hubby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3774434026551256835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3774434026551256835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-amend-everyth-tht-i-done-hubby.html' title='I&amp;#39;ll amend everyth tht i&amp;#39;ve done hubby. (:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-6973095900121628977</id><published>2009-11-09T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever, please go away from nana :'(</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's night was bad! I couldnt sleep well. Keep waking up every half an hour when &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;is still dota-ing. ): &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;touch my forehead &amp;amp; said im having lil fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, woke up by dad. Asking me &amp;amp; korkor if we wanna consult doctor as he's sick too. Korkor couldnt wake up. So i went. Dad's on mc for 2days. Aftermath, ate breakfast w daddy. Reached home, ate medicine &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;pat me t sleep :D Sleep &amp;amp; wake up agn. Feeling restless &amp;amp; uncomfortable. Evening, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;left for training &amp;amp; i waited for parents t be home as dad went t fetch mom &amp;amp; bring korkor t consult doctor. Ate dinner &amp;amp; medicine. Gonna rest soon. Shall see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;on wednesday after his lion dance. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;Luvs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for th short post &amp;amp; without pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-6973095900121628977?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6973095900121628977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/fever-please-go-away-from-nana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6973095900121628977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6973095900121628977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/fever-please-go-away-from-nana.html' title='Fever, please go away from nana :&amp;#39;('/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-4481898240116755111</id><published>2009-11-08T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick )):</title><content type='html'>Knock knock. Nana is back (: Hubby's not going home agn tonight cus i asked him t stay as im sick ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7 November 2009, Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 2nd monthsary! (insert lots of hearts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someth happened. shall not elaborate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knws i love him th most. We'll make th 3rd monthsary a more sweet one alrights? We've come so far. Everyth was as sweet. Been thru some ups &amp;amp; downs. I mean, in a relationship. Who dont? Right? But we manage t overcome obstacles &amp;amp; thts th strong thing in us. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;, nana love you manymany oh :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, its time t update what i've been doing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy cooked curry &amp;amp; she left t meet her sec sch mates. Had our breakfast at home. 2+, korkor called. Waited for him t be back. Went out t do things. Half way thru, i was feeling damn sick. Cough. sore throat, chest pain &amp;amp; difficulty in breathing. My contact lens dont knw why, make my eyes feel damn uncomfortable. Wtfsxz. But luckily i've brought my solution along ^^D Dong all th way. Ended at 6+. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;went t friend's baby 1st month &amp;amp; so i went home. Tecksoon sist called. Cus someth happened t him. Went down, rkycia was thr. Chatted w her. Michelle came aftermath. 9+, home. While waiting for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;t be home, i slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy brought breakfast home cus she brings korkor t consult doctor as he's sick too. Ate &amp;amp; slept agn. Woke up at 3+. Bath &amp;amp; prepared. Went out t do things w korkor &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;agn. Today was more successful ^^v Wee weet! Reached home at 8+. Ate dinner at home. Gonna sleep soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE BEING SICK ): GET WELL SOON, NANA &amp;amp; MY BELOVED BROT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Laughs. Hahah. Soon alrights? ^^D Your chalet i bring? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks for being curious. But you dont have t knw. Cus my post have written '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Not gonna disclose here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rkycia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yeah ^^D Meetup soon agn (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-4481898240116755111?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4481898240116755111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4481898240116755111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/4481898240116755111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-sick.html' title='I&amp;#39;m sick )):'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2654678371465880985</id><published>2009-11-06T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd month is tmrw ^^D</title><content type='html'>Nana shall blog since &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;just went t sintua^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 November 2009, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;downstairs. Audi-ed aftermath. I slept in th evening cus i was too tired. Supposed t collect my lens from sabelle at 7pm. But, i was not feeling well. Woke up at 7+, prepared &amp;amp; bus down t pasir ris w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. On th way thr, we stopped some where in hougang cus i just felt like vomitting &amp;amp; i really cant endure anymore. Bought drinks from a mama shop nearby. Waited for bus &amp;amp; went over. Reached, walked over t Ehub t collect my lens. Dinner at downtown's mac. A group of xiao didi just uttered someth abt me when i was walking out of mac after eating. When i turn-ed back, th whole group looked at me laughing. Got damn pissed off and wanted t confront them. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; was angry too. But, too bad. Thy went into chalet. Saw ivon &amp;amp; co. Called cheryl t ask if she wanna come down cus before tht she was texting me. Waited for her t reached, ivon came &amp;amp; find us. Chatted alot. She gave me a cig. Marlboro blast. You need t press th ball &amp;amp; smoke. Lol. Damn cool. Got mentoes smell. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheryl send me a girl's naked photo.&lt;/span&gt; I forgotten what sch she's from. Only knw tht her name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;merissa, 14years old &amp;amp; she's staying in tamp&lt;/span&gt;. Shall upload her naked photo soon when my card readers is w me (: Cheryl &amp;amp; ivon went in friend's chalet at about 11+. Therefore, me &amp;amp; hubby took bus t inter &amp;amp; when home. Lucky thr's still last bus :D when im on th way home, mommy called me saying korkor when in hospital due t asthma. I got damn worried and wanted t cab down when i reached bishan. But mommy called back &amp;amp; say dont waste cab fare. Korkor is fine home at 3am +. I ate my supper &amp;amp; when t sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in th afternoon due t sweetie's call. Chatted w her for damn long. Should i continue working or studying? She wanna study w me! (': Any comments for it? Hmm. Parents worked half day today cus yst thy slept at 3+ and not enough sleep. When thy reached home, immediately shouted at me for not clearing th mess tht my dog had made. I cried. Cus everyday without fail, thy will scold me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;was thr, t console me. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;! Text my counsellor, mrs esther. Ate KFC for lunch tht parents bought home. After which, audi-ed &amp;amp; dota. Evening time, when im in ggc asking if thr's game. Someone scolded me dont be a bitch &amp;amp; he jio me 1v1. I win ler thn he kpkb. Asking all his friends t scold me &amp;amp; ask me 1v1 agn. Sucha loser. Dota name in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zhijian15. &lt;/span&gt;After game, send &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; t bus stop &amp;amp; i shall take a nap while waiting for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; t be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw, will be our 2nd month. But sad t say, hubby needs t go dont knw whose baby's 1st month birth &amp;amp; i got training )': Boo! Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To my precious mom &amp;amp; dad :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; daddy, you guys are always scolding me when i've did someth wrong or did someth tht doesnt satisfy you all. I will mentally have th thinking tht i dont like you all &amp;amp; stuffs. But deep in my heart, im loving you both deeply. I knw, i've grown. Making you all scold me is definetely not a need. Im sorry, for shouting at you both. I love you! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my greatest husband :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, thanks for being thr without fail when im down. Despite me giving you attitute. You'll always be my best husband. &amp;amp; i'll be your best wifey! :D Hugs. Chan rak khoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2654678371465880985?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2654678371465880985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-month-is-tmrw-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2654678371465880985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2654678371465880985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-month-is-tmrw-d.html' title='2nd month is tmrw ^^D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-1036604627941611657</id><published>2009-11-04T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed phone agn (':</title><content type='html'>Couldnt continue sleeping in th morning. So woke up, bathe &amp;amp; audi-ed. Woke &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;up. Ate my breakfast as th night before i slept at 8+ so i skipped my meals as well as my medicine ): Aftermath, ate my medicine. Watch-ed &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;audi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down t buy newspaper t find job &amp;amp; bought curry puff :D Search for jobs. But was little. Saw some waitress at bar. So tempting t work back in pubs. But... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;lah! D: I've got my ways. No worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang came over my house. Was supposed t go interview, but in th end didnt cus i suddenly low blood. Giddy &amp;amp; was having cold sweat. Scared my lungs out .__. Drank hot coffee. Gets better ^^D Chatted w peizhuang (: Miss her damn lots yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1+, went downstairs w peizhuang &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. Suddenly, its was pouring when we're waiting for th traffic light. When t blogshop umbrella -.- Saw korkor. Withdraw money. Send &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;t bus stop as he's heading home t see his mommy. Peizhuang went home w me. I slept. Woke up at 6+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared &amp;amp; off t tpy t get my phone changed agn ^^V. Home-d aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i alighted th bus, i vommited. Dota-ed w xueliang &amp;amp; co. Fun :D Waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;t come. He bought my long awaited tangyuan &amp;amp; for my parents too. He came up and put stuffs, when down t eat. Had a tiff agn ): &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;should say sorry t me! ;Luvs :X Gonna go dota naos. Bye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Nah, im not pregnant. My check ups are not for pregnants anyws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Really? Laughs. Didnt knw. Haha. Yeah, i knw. But i dont have th courage t call them tht day as i've made them so worries when i was w ahbee. Rmb t help me send regards t them if you sees them. ;Misses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-1036604627941611657?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1036604627941611657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/changed-phone-agn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1036604627941611657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1036604627941611657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/changed-phone-agn.html' title='Changed phone agn (&amp;#39;:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-8724503377479994487</id><published>2009-11-03T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precaution was th best in life</title><content type='html'>Good morning readers! &lt;: Nana is back for blogging agn! Hees. Didnt went out w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;much. So, thr's nothing much t post. But, shall post someth interesting since i got someth t post. Read my post carefully ^^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 November 2009, Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late in th afternoon as well as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. Ate our late lunch. Parents were preparing t go downtown for lil cousin's 1st month of birth. Grats ^^ Thy asked me t tag along. But i didnt want as we're still feeling sleepy. So after lunch, played audi. Get our @cash stuffs done &amp;amp; i've got my new avatar clothing. Woohoo! 5+, me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;doze off agn. LOL! 9+, parents came back. So, woke up &amp;amp; ate dinner. Aftermath, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;helped me do my story mode &amp;amp; went home at 11+ as tmrw he needs t go sch t collect his report book w his mom. When &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;reached home, we audi-ed all th way till 4+ thn i sleep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 November 2009, Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.30am cus im hungryyyy~ Mom made bread for me. Dad's not going for work cus he's hand is pain. After breakfast, audi-ed all th way for 4hrs+. UBP all th way. Knew 2 girls in audi. Laughs. Thy were th nicest person i've met in audi. Nv kp w anyth. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;tooked his report book. After which, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;went for check-up at pasir ris polyclinic. Thy refered him t kelantan clinic. He called me. So, i prepared &amp;amp; meet him at J8 t accompanied him thr. See! I so good, but he rubbish. Make me angry. Nvm. Haas. Cab thr as he's late. Reached, waited for so long. &amp;amp; th best thing in life tht happened t me. I also need t do th check up. Blood taking was th best. Fuck, i got low blood. Yet im th only one tht is taken w both hand. Not enough blood. BEST lah! Injection on th butt. I was laughing myself thru-out th injection. Th pain make me laugh like some laughing gas -.- Came out from th room, my butt were numb. So numb tht i walked till like bai ka. GREAT! Zzzz. After everyth, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;we were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;shocked of th results for our damn whole life&lt;/span&gt;. Not gonna disclose what happened here. But people, let me warn you. Precaution is th best thing you should take, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; matter what you're doing. Okay? ^^D This is th first thing in my life, tht i've learn a damn lesson. Dinner at jln besar. Walked all over jln besar just t find a bus stop when i was shivering. Another best thing -'-. Gave hubby attitude all th way. I felt like yewkeng @#$% Finally, found a bus stop. Broad th bus. Damn smelly. Full of blacks!!! Reached tpy inter, i bth. So took cab home. Fall asleep while &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; is still stuck w th comp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure going where. Mom gave me money for breakfast. Cus she forgotten t buy mine. Thanks mommy! I'm so hungryyyy now~ Yet, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BEST hubby&lt;/span&gt; is still lying thr, seeing me post. What a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GREAT husband&lt;/span&gt; i've got. ^^ Okay. Finally, he wake up ler (: Gonna head down t eat. Shall post agn if thr's any events &lt;:  &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yes, most of th time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Faster come back lah! Still got a month + leh. ;Much misses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Why keep changing link? Lol. Okay. Shall relink you later ^^V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Eh, you wanna ask her contact you thn you go t her tagboard lah. Come t mine for what? Zzz. So you think we got so much time t waste on th &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLUT/PLK KAREN GOH JIN ZHEN&lt;/span&gt;? Lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Okay. Contact me thn. ;Luvs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ LOL. Sabai siol. Dont want lah. So many kids go thr. Laughs. Okay, later msg you. I got ur number ealier on alr. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-8724503377479994487?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8724503377479994487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/precaution-was-th-best-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8724503377479994487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8724503377479994487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/11/precaution-was-th-best-in-life.html' title='Precaution was th best in life'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2892398257245256260</id><published>2009-10-31T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helped 少忠山</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time: 12.13am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mood: Sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song: Forever ( From my blog playlist )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had my supposed-to-be taken de dinner cooked by mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, woke up damn early, at 6plus 7. Idk why but i just cant go back t sleep after i've woke up t drink water. So, switched on my lappy &amp;amp; played audi. UBP all th way. Th first team w hacker was nice &amp;amp; cooperative. Win all th way. Earn den cus i need t buy clothing :D After many games, thy created other room for clubber. Another team joined my room. Its sucks. Even if thy have hacks, we still lose. Lose alot of dens. Fucked up. Nvm. Korkor asked me if i wanna help 少忠山 chu yewkeng anot&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I woke &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;up t ask him too. At first, didnt really wanna go. So, korkor went out first as he need t reach by 10am. But when korkor left, i felt like he damn poor thing. Always being alone. So, i text him tht i'll get prepared &amp;amp; go find him. He said tht lastest 11.30am must reach.  So, i bathe &amp;amp; stuffs. When im done, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;told me tht korkor called saying latest reached by 1pm. So &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;slept. -.- Leaving me alone.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I stopped audi &amp;amp; helped mom as she's angry w me dont know for what. After helping her, her mood gets better. Lied down awhile. Wake &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;up aftermath. Ate lunch &amp;amp; audi agn. Laughs. 12+, went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached, changed. Th clothe were damn ugly can? Make me pekchek like fucksxz. Nvm. Dui dai w 6 shiguan. Saw lucas, aaron, yongsheng, ahxiang &amp;amp; alot more. Yewkeng 5 places. Last 2 places, rain damn big! Sway, cus we chu 2 lorries but only our lorry no shelter. Thy use pang por t cover. Thanks t a guy thr, who gave me shirt cus im cold &amp;amp; gave me shirt t cover my legs cus th rain is pouring and my pants are wet! People thr were definetely super friendly i swear. Thy smile but not give black faces :D Thy are real caring ones. You'll have fun w them for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yewkeng ended, back t shiguan. Changed &amp;amp; ate abit. Waited for them t end. Bus-ed home. I was shivering cus too cold. Imagine im wet! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached house downstairs, went t th 7eleven. Bought chicken bao, 4 asiasoft cards cus &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; wanna buy cash item for me! ^^D &amp;amp; bought apple &amp;amp; aloe vera drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im damn sleepy now. After &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;is done w my audi thingy, i shall have a good sleep ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hubby, chan rak khoon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Baolin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahs! Yeahs, i think years back? LOL! Meetup soon? ;Misses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老公&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I regret? You sure anot? Laughs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Haha! Its true (: Today i went t block 5. Saw ahbee's ahma &amp;amp; ahgong. But didnt have th courage t call them :'( I miss them! Sigh. ;Luvs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I'm working. But changing job soon. Just contact me in 2days advance jiu can ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2892398257245256260?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2892398257245256260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/helped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2892398257245256260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2892398257245256260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/helped.html' title='Helped 少忠山'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-7795296649291941597</id><published>2009-10-30T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed of blogskin :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sur9em27ElI/AAAAAAAAA9I/jO_7sYyvwgY/s1600-h/Memories+of0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sur9em27ElI/AAAAAAAAA9I/jO_7sYyvwgY/s400/Memories+of0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398405805625774674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sur8o4lwHwI/AAAAAAAAA9A/mMaNeEF31bM/s1600-h/Memories+of0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sur8o4lwHwI/AAAAAAAAA9A/mMaNeEF31bM/s400/Memories+of0067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398404882672656130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sur8aQlY2oI/AAAAAAAAA84/oy1pH6gmGn8/s1600-h/Memories+of0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sur8aQlY2oI/AAAAAAAAA84/oy1pH6gmGn8/s400/Memories+of0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398404631415544450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sur8LUGemGI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Z12g6Lr_d8I/s1600-h/Memories+of0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sur8LUGemGI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Z12g6Lr_d8I/s400/Memories+of0072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398404374661601378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like so damn fianally, tht i took pictures w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby dearest&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. This pictures is taken so randomly. When we're abt t go out t get my ATM card changed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;- Changed of blogskins *Obvious -.-&lt;br /&gt;- New songs added in playlist&lt;br /&gt;- Picture changed&lt;br /&gt;- Archives removed&lt;br /&gt;- Linked those who linked me &amp;amp; those who have changed link&lt;br /&gt;- Edited things in blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry everyone, for not posting regularly. Cus of my internet -'- Internet is better now. So i shall post more alrights? :D Didnt work for many days. Cus korkor took over me (': Laughs. But im working on th sat night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday, 28 October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korkor, tao eh &amp;amp; weijie went out in th morning. Weijie went for his O's maths paper 2. 7+, woke up by dotcom's voice cus korkor bring him home. Chatted w dotcom while &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby's&lt;/span&gt; still sleeping. I went back t sleep aft they left. Supposed t go interview. But didnt. Slept all th way till night. Dinner at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday, 29 October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get my ATM card done. Draw money, went t J8 t ate mac as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;is hungry. In th end, it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby's &lt;/span&gt;paying still. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;: After eating, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;went home cus at night cus he got tua and im supposed t go interview. But when i called them, none of them is woking &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby's&lt;/span&gt; alr on th train. Went home, slept. Night time when i woke up, mom asked me where is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. I told her tht &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;went t tua. She said, huh. Today's only thursday. I checked my phone. Saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby's&lt;/span&gt; msg saying its thursday only. Thn i checked calendar. Really leh! LOL. Me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;is just so blur. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;cab over t my house cus i was angry w him as he gave me attitude. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;ate dinner at my house. Audi &amp;amp; dota :D Slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, sent &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;t th bus stop as he's going back bedok for interview &amp;amp; back t his house aftermath. Bought breakfast and home. Ate &amp;amp; slept thru-out till 7+ cus its raining. Laughs! Dinner at home as usual. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;went tua. Changed my blog stuffs. Waiting for ben t bath hao thn dota while waiting for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;t come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've got a fickle minded D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahs! Thanks jie :D Faster come back. Imy lots luh! Wedding will invite you for sure. VIP table for you? Laughs! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hahs, quite surprised &lt;: Thanks for tagging. Hehs. I've alr engaged. You dont knw? You too, last long w xiaohei. Tag me often. ;Misses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Okay. Come Eureka Mason. Thai disco. 18 above de. I treat you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老公&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Silly hubby. Dont say sorry. Its alr th past. &amp;amp; yes, i love you too. Haiyo, why cry? Nothing de luh. Alr said is th past w my ex ler mahs. How thy treated me, will have restribution de. Dont worry. Im not angry w ur tags. Hahaha! Sleep w coco luh :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Will visit when i have time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I dont anyhow show people. Unless you tell me who you're.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baolin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks :D Linked you too! How have you been? ;Misses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-7795296649291941597?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7795296649291941597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/changed-of-blogskin-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7795296649291941597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7795296649291941597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/changed-of-blogskin-d.html' title='Changed of blogskin :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sur9em27ElI/AAAAAAAAA9I/jO_7sYyvwgY/s72-c/Memories+of0061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3613177302103715033</id><published>2009-10-27T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing but working :DD</title><content type='html'>Hello &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; readers :D Nana is back for blogging. Woolalalas~ Have been working nowadays. If nv go work, means im at home. Great :D Save money. I want t go shopping w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby dearest &lt;/span&gt;soooon (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd month w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; is coming. Nana is so so so heppy! &lt;: Still planning where t go. Hopefully im able t take off on tht day. If not, we're celebrating in advance. Couple tee for 2nd month? ^^D  Shall update what i've been doing dis few days alrights? (:  25 Oct , Sunday &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; korkor pei me t work. Not tht busy today. Work till damn no mood. I dont have t do closing. So ended work earlier. Cab home w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; korkor. Reached house void deck, smoked &amp;amp; went home. Slept after tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Oct , Monday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in th evening. Saw hubby sleeping on th floor. Asked him why. He said cus i keep elbow him &amp;amp; stuffs. Thn he angry. Sorry &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. I was too tired thn didnt knw what im doing. Ate dinner at home, bathe &amp;amp; off t work. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;sent me t work. 10+, he went home. Alot people today. I work till leg pain ): Need t do closing. So yeahs. Work ended late. Cab home. Thn when turning out of orchard tower, we saw accident. Th whole car went into th drain. Reached home at 5am +. Today's pay got extra $4. Laughs. Cus i too hardworking :/ Reached home, gave parents each $10. Ask mommy help me bank in money. Slept. Awhile later, got a bad headache. Went down t buy panadols. Ate &amp;amp; slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Woke up. Still feeling sick. Not going t work. I must go t work often. I've been working 2days, stop 1day. LOL. Later boss fire me ): Get well soon oh nana! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited post for today&lt;br /&gt;Had a tiff w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;in th night. He surprised me by cab down. Asked me t look down th window. Saw him, went down t fetch him. Awhile later, saw tao eh, korkor &amp;amp; weijie. So shocked t see weijie. Weijie po ps t me due t tht horny bastard ahbi's thingy. Went home aft tht :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hubby, sorry for this few days. I knw im not a good wifey. But still, i love you muchie. Thanks for staying by my side. Without you, i would have lose alot of impt things in life. Chan rak khoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;老公&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks hubby. I love you lots kay? (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Darling. I've tagged her for you too :D Loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hello sist :D Imissyou lots uhs. Faster come back okeh? Will last. Told ya engaged ler. Go shopping tgt (': Loves! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3613177302103715033?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3613177302103715033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-but-working-dd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3613177302103715033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3613177302103715033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-but-working-dd.html' title='Nothing but working :DD'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-6472014319682741176</id><published>2009-10-24T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not my day -'-</title><content type='html'>Morning, woke up. Prepared &amp;amp; bus t shiguan w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. Bought sweets and vitagen at interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached thr at 8+. Changed &amp;amp; went t coffee shop t buy cigs, bread &amp;amp; drinks. Yewkeng all th way. So many things happened. Seriously its not my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be giving up on lion dance. I shall just concentrate in work. Thn only thr wont be so much unfortunate things will happen. Just take it as im sway, tht i trusted people easier &amp;amp; trusted th wrong person. Shall not disclose much here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who accuse me! -'- Zzz. So what misunderstanding is cleared? I knw you better thn th others knw you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck-it-seriously.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; some bitch. Say without showing action. Dont make me laugh ley. You think by lying will benefits you? Will make you look prettier? Will make me gain more trust in you? Will make me think tht its worth helping you? Just fuck off :D You're just simply a plastic friend. ( Nothing is refering t my hubby ofcus -.- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired. So, its just a short post. Nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Jie, why you give me de link cannot be found one? .___.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-6472014319682741176?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6472014319682741176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6472014319682741176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/6472014319682741176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-my-day.html' title='Not my day -&amp;#39;-'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-891731489957660644</id><published>2009-10-23T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love for you, is still tht strong.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! Nana's back t blogging. But, my internet is still down D: Anytime will dc. So i must do a quick update if not my blog will have webs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20Oct , Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home th whole day w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. Evening time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;went jiatoh. Thn at night i went t my uncle's funeral w parents. Reached home at 10+. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;went back his house aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;21Oct , Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home th whole day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;went t sch today (: 9+, me &amp;amp; korkor went downstairs. We bought anghun -.- Craziness in us. We laugh all th way. We smoked like some old timer .___. Slack downstairs w korkor till 10+ thn went home. Waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;t come my house. Someth happened at home agn. Zzz. He &amp;amp; korkor dota all th way till 4+ 5 if im not wrong. We smoked anhgun &amp;amp; hear hokkien song. Korkor say we really sounded like some old timer. Slept after tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;22 Oct , Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in th evening. Bathe &amp;amp; prepare. Waited for parents t come home. Thn ate dinner. Parents, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; korkor send me t my uncle's house. Parents leave t uncle's funeral as its th last day. Hubby go w them. I waited for his uncle's wife t prepare thn cab down t orchard tower. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&amp;amp; its my first day of working :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'll be working everyday from 9pm t 4am. Hohoho :B Money money money. Reached thr, not much people. Around midnight time, here comes dis vietnam girl. Ku-niang, she damn sialan. Even my uncle says so. Angry. Im lazy t type all here :/ Ended work at 4am. Do closing &amp;amp; stuffs till 5am ++. Cab t send my uncle back &amp;amp; i went home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; fetched me under block ^^D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today , Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P uncle. We'll miss you much. Take good care in another place. Woke up in th evening. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt; supposed t go lion dance. I need t work in th night. So, i cant go. But xin yang yang you mei you. Sigh. Pei &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;go downstairs, i bought my cig &amp;amp; bubble. Thn went home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;cab down as he's late alr. 6+, i called uncle. Say im not going t work :P He said okay. So i cab down t shiguan. Im super late. Im urgently needed t go toilet. But lorry need t make a move alr. So no choice. Dong all th way t bt batok. Reached, changed &amp;amp; urine! Saw pauline jie w meimei &amp;amp; th smaller one. So long didnt see her ler. (: After cai qing, went back t shiguan. Changed and bus back t bishan. Had our macdonald's meal &lt;: Saw some fucker. Samuel lye tht hongster, keep stare. Called ts sister. &amp;amp; he talked t him. LOL. Samuel lye is a jerk is all girl's heart tht know him. Walked home w hubby after tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days, keep feel like vommiting dis few days ): Dont know why. Sigh. Maybe babyteo is coming out oh :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, im sorry for dis few days. Please bare w me. I still love you as strong. But its just tht i dont know where have my soul gone t. My aittute has gona bad, i knw. But i just cant find back. Idk why. You knw why am i feeling like tht, right? Gimme sometimes, i promise i'll be back happily like last time. Ni hai ai wo ma? I'm sorry. Loveyou muchie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baoxian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Aiyer. I went, but you left. Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Darling, im now working alr. So dont have much time too. Perhaps you could post, thn i copy &amp;amp; paste thn edit myself? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks :D Sorry, my internet is down. I hardly go t my playlist now. How t song goes? Drink what? Coffee, tea, beer or liq? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-891731489957660644?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/891731489957660644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-love-for-you-is-still-tht-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/891731489957660644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/891731489957660644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-love-for-you-is-still-tht-strong.html' title='My love for you, is still tht strong.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3092920753008159777</id><published>2009-10-19T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We make it thru (':</title><content type='html'>Sa wat dee kha readers &lt;: Nana is finally back for blogging. No luh. Is not i abandon my lovely blog ley. Is my internet go prob. But thn, when i went t th lan shop t play audi, i didnt update. You know why? Cus th lan shop's keyboard button so hard. How t update? LOL. *stop th crap nana, its not funny* Okeh. Anyw, my internet still sort. So might not update everyday. But, will post everyth when i can update.  &lt;u&gt;17Oct&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in th evening. Ate dinner at home. Thn went t tpy t repair phone. Aftermath, headed t downtime t play lan :D Beatup all th way w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. I lose all th way. Cus i first time okeh? After lan, went t prata house t had our dinner agn. Free dinner :D *opps* Home after tht. Midnight, went downstairs w hubby t buy tidbits. Slept in th morning 6.30am o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;18Oct&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in th evening agn -.- Dinner at home. Quarreled w parents. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;, for being thr without fail.  Watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;dota all th way. :D WTF's mode is fun. LOL. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;rampage. Woo! Slept at 11+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;went off t 1pm. He needs t go sintua for ko kun. Waited for mom t come home. Ate my late lunch. Gonna rest awhile while waiting for hubby t finish his thing thn go his house find him cus he's been staying my house for 4days alr (: Tonight, going BBQ w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;at pasir ris park. He's friend's girlf birthday. Not sure tonning anot. Laughs. Shall update agn oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; everyone is wondering who is tht PLK right? Her name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAREN GOH&lt;/span&gt;. Friendster's name is 恨Mango. She's always selling mixed age event's ticket. Her voice sounded like a MAN.&lt;/span&gt; Due t my internet prob, i shall post her bitch face soon t help my darling :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Aiya, marcus shy luh. Ya loh. Sister nv go thn brother go. Laugh. Anyw, i know marcus 3years back thru my ex :D Nice meeting you tht day (':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Darling, my internet got prob :/ So cant update pictures yet. Will update ASAP t help you disgrace tht bitch for you! Loveyou (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hey, thanks! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hello :D Thanks for th wishes. Nah, its alrights. Love ya too! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yes, she's cheap. Her name is Karen Goh. See my post for more :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Its alrights luh jie :D I understand. Cus you're not in singapore mah. But you still called from australia. Call me when you're back kay? Missyou too sister! 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Internet got prob, phone spoiled out of sudden. Got misunderstanding w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;all cus of my fucking phn tht make me cant contact thru &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby's&lt;/span&gt; phone. Tears &amp;amp; sadness starts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Oh-my-holy-shit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is th honeymoon period really over? Father God, please guide me thru all this obstacles. Nana &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;is gonna stay strong w any obstacles tht occurs. Cus this love, is definetely a strong one, tht is stronger thn anyth else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby's&lt;/span&gt; changed, as well as nana's changed. Why? Maybe both of us are thinking too much? Hope so. Deep down. We knw it well tht we cant live without each other. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;, i love you always, &amp;amp; i really do. 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So many people forgot tht i supposed t celebrate my birthday today &amp;amp; i was real upset. I cried. After awhile, much better. Brush teeth &amp;amp; went down t coffee shop t had lunch w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. Evening time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;regene&lt;/span&gt; called. Say tht she &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tecksoon sist&lt;/span&gt; at bishan. Ask if i wanna meet anot. So, waited for them t eat their dinner at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tecksoon's&lt;/span&gt; grandma's house thn meet them at J8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around. Thn i had my dinner at macdonald. While i was eating, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; called me saying tht my friend went t my house &amp;amp; look for me. &amp;amp; guess who? Its my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; cherlyn sweetie&lt;/span&gt;! She was supposed t surprise my by passing me my birthday present but i wasnt at home. So, she went over t J8 t look for me &amp;amp; pass me my pressie. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sweetie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;: After eating, went behind long john t smoke. Waited for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;blood bro&lt;/span&gt; t come meet us. While waiting for my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; bro&lt;/span&gt;, we were planning where t celebrate my birthday. Everyone couldnt turn up. I was feeling so fucked up. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tecksoon&lt;/span&gt; called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;derrick&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;derrick&lt;/span&gt; got someth on. So he wished me on th phone. Thanks. Called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ahyong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;weizhong &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; text&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; ahwei&lt;/span&gt;. They at first say dont want go, but in th end. They turned up. Loveyou guys :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Brot&lt;/span&gt; reached. Slacked awhile. Around 10+, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tecksoon &lt;/span&gt;send &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;regene&lt;/span&gt; home. Thn me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; pei &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;brot&lt;/span&gt; go home put stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned t go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;V2&lt;/span&gt;. So, cab down t V2 w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;brot&lt;/span&gt;. Reached thr, saw&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; huisheng&lt;/span&gt;. Waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tecksoon &lt;/span&gt;t come down find us. When he reached, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;marcus&lt;/span&gt; came along too :D Didnt went in v2, cus everyone didnt want t go pub. So, we changed t KTV pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;weizhong &lt;/span&gt;they all t go down &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boat quey&lt;/span&gt;. So, we 5 person, took 1 cab &amp;amp; went down t boat quey. Waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;weizhong &lt;/span&gt;they all at eating house. Everyone reached, drink water &amp;amp; left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed t go she bangs, but damn bored. So, weizhong suggested &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Th Next Stop&lt;/span&gt;. So many people. Went up 2nd floor. Settled down ourself. We drank 3 bucket only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tar 1st cup by weizhong. 2nd cup by ahyong. Followed by ahwei. Played poker cards. 5-10 w th waitress. Took pictures. Sang. Th songs thr were running too slow -.- Our table's songs dont seems t come. Tar 1cup liq &amp;amp; 1cup beer w tecksoon's friend at th other table. Saw lucas, childhood friend. Tar liq agn. I drank so many cup. But i didnt drunk. I only vommited :D Nice celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cab home at 3+4. Reached home, slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up damn late. At night, birthday dinner w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;. Cut cake at home. &amp;amp; guess what? My dog ate th cake also. Laughs! 10+, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone, for th birthday wishes by msg. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sweetie&lt;/span&gt; for th pressie. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby deareat&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ahyong, ahwei, brot, weizhong, tecksoon &amp;amp; marcus&lt;/span&gt; for coming. Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;daddy &amp;amp; mummy&lt;/span&gt;, for th birthday cake &amp;amp; dinner. Thanks for making my 17th's birthday a memorable. I thot i wont be tht happy. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/StcqJJZYDxI/AAAAAAAAA5w/oaOtmkgnh9M/s400/Memories+of0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392825415429000978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Stc5kAcTJyI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/7x-B4dTIBPs/s1600-h/Memories+of0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Stc5kAcTJyI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/7x-B4dTIBPs/s400/Memories+of0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392842369556227874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Stc5c2IcFrI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/6y3EFWac0OE/s1600-h/Memories+of0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Stc5c2IcFrI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/6y3EFWac0OE/s400/Memories+of0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392842246529488562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I've edited post alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ I will. You too, support my blogshop &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Wait luh. I dont want my birthday post t be spoiled by karen goh's picture. LOL. Tmrw i will post her photos and exactly what happened ^^v Loveyou too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks mei :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-1400889003828105458?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1400889003828105458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-17th-birthday-nana-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1400889003828105458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/1400889003828105458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-17th-birthday-nana-d.html' title='Happy 17th Birthday Nana :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/StcwvtRzGpI/AAAAAAAAA8A/mqoqdGV7c-I/s72-c/Memories+of0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-8609301352533341389</id><published>2009-10-13T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday is nearer :D</title><content type='html'>Updates in my blog :&lt;br /&gt;- Plurk is removed.&lt;br /&gt;- Added songs in playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing nothing t whole day. Morning woke up, watched 命中注定我爱你. Now still at episode 7. Th reason i dl &amp;amp; watch is cus i can watch till i happy. Television's episode always end when th exciting part come -.- Afternoon, audi-ed all th way. Club2 &amp;amp; beat rush random are super fun :D Evening time, while waiting for peizhuang t hao cus meeting her for dinner, conference w michael and michelle. We disturb michelle like nobody's business. LMAO. Met peizhuang at J8. Brenda darling called me. Went over t bubble tea t meet her. Chatted abt one bitch. After dinner, bus home. Michelle text me, asking me t pei her go defu. Now waiting for her t come bishan thn go shiguan fetch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;❤hubby&lt;/span&gt; :D Woolalas~ Can see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;❤hubby&lt;/span&gt; agn. He's staying over my house till thursday. *Clap hands for nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Th dinner is my dearest peizhuang treat de. LOL. *You see dis, peizhuang? Happy ler mah? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;KG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey plk. You know who you are. You wanted t kiss my brenda darling's boyf at chalet &amp;amp; she dont let. You kena fuck doggie style at chalet in front of so many guys. You stripped yourself at one guy house in front of so many people. You took advantage by sleeping w my darling's boyf when she went home? WTF. You super bitch siah. I dont care you play where one. If you're unhappy abt dis post, thts your fucking prob. Cus so many people know abt dis. My darling is being nice for not doing anyth just cus you're only a 15years old girl. I dont know where would you put ur face. I think you're selling club tickets by getting guys number in friendster/facebook t ask them t fuck ur loose hole. Wahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hah, sure. But those are not bad :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baoxian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Haha, nope. Its not. He looks more guai. But its alr lah. Cus he changing hairstyle anyw. Yups, grow alr. Sure. Thanks for tagging :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ See my post :D Loveyou! ❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-8609301352533341389?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8609301352533341389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-birthday-is-nearer-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8609301352533341389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/8609301352533341389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-birthday-is-nearer-d.html' title='My birthday is nearer :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5146902827648851356</id><published>2009-10-12T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you, my dearest hubby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CMW51vuIPU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CMW51vuIPU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/7789407897678912791-5146902827648851356?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5146902827648851356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-you-my-dearest-hubby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5146902827648851356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5146902827648851356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-you-my-dearest-hubby.html' title='For you, my dearest hubby.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3760888897535191359</id><published>2009-10-12T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spammers? Dog :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spammers are here in Nana's blog agn. Hah! I got some fun entertainment alr &lt;: Hello kids. Welcome :D Do come often. I'm free t entertain kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not replying tags asking about how me &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;is married. Dont be KPO. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home th whole day, nothing much. Seeing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby dearest &lt;/span&gt;tmrw ^^v Now talking t&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; hubby&lt;/span&gt; on phone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks for th early wishes (: Laughs. I dont care alr. You settle w ts yourself bah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Please put ur real name down. Cus spammers are coming :D Sintua is temple. Thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pbi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Zzz. Read my profile. My age is stated thr -.-Graduated. You need not care who purposed and about my bad stuffs. You're no one t know. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibiis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hello spammer &lt;: LMAO. Did i even say i'm big? Lol! I think you're th crazy one. ROFL. I xmm? Come out &amp;amp; see whose more younger. Scarly you're a REAL xmm. Want spam, thn put all th same name or real name. LOL! Want t spam also kena catch. Learn some skills bah :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Les&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Thanks hubby. They're just some internet kids. Nothing better t do mah. LOL. We can entertain them (: Hee! Loveyou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3760888897535191359?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3760888897535191359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/spammers-dog-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3760888897535191359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3760888897535191359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/spammers-dog-d.html' title='Spammers? Dog :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-3884647805032563768</id><published>2009-10-11T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>W you, everyth's gonna be fine :D</title><content type='html'>Yes, its a tiring day today :D Woke up at 10+ when i supposed t wake up at 9.30am. My poor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;needs t keep waking me up. Brush teeth, ate breakfast &amp;amp; bathe. Cab down t defu lane. Helped nan shao lin .___. Yewkeng all th way till 10+. Many things happened. Angry &amp;amp; laughter. Not gonna disclose much here. When we was in th lorry, someone &amp;amp; someone sang like couple. Make all of us laugh like idiots. Not stating name in here. Tht girl, HND one :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached shiguan, changed. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;couldnt send me home cus its late &amp;amp; tmrw he's having his exams. So, we separated cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby &lt;/span&gt;is staying over my house from tuesday night t thurday night :D Whee~ &amp;amp; he's gonna celebrate my birthday &amp;amp; ton w me t count t my actual birthday! So happy luh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;My birthday celebration changed t &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14th October&lt;/span&gt;. Gonna ton &amp;amp; count down t my actual birthday. Text/call/msn me if you wanna come &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby, thanks for having patient w me when i was pekchek due t some fuckers today. I luvs you very muchie :D Muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Huh? Sat i didnt chushi wor. I went sintua .__. Yea, meetup soon. Missyou too! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yah, its officially. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-3884647805032563768?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3884647805032563768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/w-you-everyth-gonna-be-fine-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3884647805032563768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/3884647805032563768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/w-you-everyth-gonna-be-fine-d.html' title='W you, everyth&amp;#39;s gonna be fine :D'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-7561153271234603129</id><published>2009-10-10T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was scared.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hubby's&lt;/span&gt; tua yewkeng today. We went t sintua instead of saiguan. Not bad. Funny people thr :D Hubby dai ciam. Cannot get close t me. Not even any girls. Sadded for th whole day. Jinxing came. Saw many familiar faces. &amp;amp; guess what? I saw xiaoyan &amp;amp; she changed alot. She's now staying at desmond house o.O Very near me only. I can always meet her. Hah! But even if she wanna meet, i also dont want. Cus she's getting more sialan :/ Someone created prob &amp;amp; asked me help her. But when prob is solved, she insisted on making it bigger. Cus she thinks tht she can call whole singapore's people t help her. Bullshits okeh! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached sintua, someth happened t &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; after his ciam is taken out. He got a damn bad giddy. He's whole face turned pale. He couldnt have any strenght t stand up. I was super scared. But thanks t his tua de dang kee who helped him w it. It was just tht th kun jiong went into his body. Wait readers. He's not being possesed by ghost or someth. But its at th begining of being possesed by god. So STFU &amp;amp; read carefully. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he's feeling better, i got relieved. He's sintua's uncle sent us back t bishan. We ate dinner, went buy water &amp;amp; sweets &amp;amp; headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw, still got chushi. Gonna be shag :/ But not too bad, i still can spend more time w &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; dearest (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tags reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Nah, you're most welcome my sweetie. Hah, thanks! I'm not pretty anyw ): Haha, i will take more pictures w him. But i lazy post. Cus some kpo are reading my blog. Loves! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-7561153271234603129?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7561153271234603129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-was-scared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7561153271234603129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/7561153271234603129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-was-scared.html' title='I was scared.'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-2623858503913002715</id><published>2009-10-09T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday liuying sweetie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Ss9MSjIAnSI/AAAAAAAAA5o/KAj43FH9gBU/s1600-h/5336_117272861523_695376523_2380477_6182967_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Ss9MSjIAnSI/AAAAAAAAA5o/KAj43FH9gBU/s400/5336_117272861523_695376523_2380477_6182967_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390611160535964962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Happy 17th birthday t my liuying sweetie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; yes, dis is her, my 4yrs+ sweetie. We've gone thru ups and downs. Real ups &amp;amp; downs. Know her since sec1. We quarrels, we gossips, we fight 1on1, we join-ed gang, we get seperated, we're back as friends, getting closer, became sweeties, copy her chinese exam in class, laugh like mad, scolding teachers tgt, she brought me t church, she consoled me, she cheered me up, she pei me go bugis play arcade, made me laugh like stupid, gave me laughter &amp;amp; everyth. She gave me all kinds of stupid ideas, she prayed for me, &amp;amp; she do everyth for me when i needed her tht most. So many obstacles came in our way so many times. Big fights &amp;amp; quarrels. Here we are, being so close after years. We forgive &amp;amp; forget. She's indeed a nice girl. Yes, very! Im sorry for everyth last time, sweetie. You've changed :D Thanks for everyth. Thanks for bring me t church. Really hope, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;you'll enjoy your day t th fullest. So sorry, im not able t make it t celebrate your birthday. Loveyou many (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Home th whole day :D Now waiting for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;de tua de end thn fetch him at J8. I've created audi acc &lt;: Gonna help &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;re-do audi acc too. Yays! Can see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;soon! :D Me luvs you manymanymany &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-2623858503913002715?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2623858503913002715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-liuying-sweetie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2623858503913002715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/2623858503913002715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-liuying-sweetie.html' title='Happy birthday liuying sweetie!'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Ss9MSjIAnSI/AAAAAAAAA5o/KAj43FH9gBU/s72-c/5336_117272861523_695376523_2380477_6182967_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789407897678912791.post-5817548880615750890</id><published>2009-10-08T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:17:44.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss hubby D:</title><content type='html'>My blog shop is officially opened. :D Do support kay? ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.everyday-clothing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went peizhuang's grandpa's funeral today. Her son is super cute can? He took th packet drinks from pz, but he didnt drink. He squeeze out th water &amp;amp; laughed. LOL! Was msging &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;all th way while waiting for pz t baibai hao. 11+, cab home. Peizhuang gave us cab fare home cus its late alr. Thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today. Im gonna see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby &lt;/span&gt;tmrw night ^^v I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt; badly ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This coming sat, 10th Oct. Im celebrating my birthday. Its either at boat quey, ton at east coast or ton at henderson waves. FYI t those who dont know what is henderson waves, its th super high bridge located at henderson road. Do tag my board or call me if you wanna come along &lt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tags reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peizhuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Hah! Thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;/ Yes, definetely we will :D I also cant wait t see you tmrw. Chan rak khoon! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789407897678912791-5817548880615750890?l=hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5817548880615750890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-hubby-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5817548880615750890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789407897678912791/posts/default/5817548880615750890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgirl-notyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-hubby-d.html' title='I miss hubby D:'/><author><name>PreciousLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05681495088527547168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n0VbD6e11j8/Sx-tGRddKaI/AAAAAAAAA_k/w1snCpY5PhM/S220/DSC00022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
