<?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-25189249</id><updated>2011-06-25T02:06:54.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart you ; my dearest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-1865354142413882290</id><published>2007-07-13T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:19.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long, goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Things eventually have to come to an end, farewell to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wynn-aye.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; Everything here is unforgettable. It'd been 3years since i start blogging, i never thought i'll get hooked on it. At least there is a place i can share my feelings, and i seriously felt better after that. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wynn-aye.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; seen me through my happiest and worst. If it can be my friend, i'm sure he/she will be my bestest friend ever. He/she knows everything about me, be there for me anytime i need them and all. Isn't that great? I know i think too much. hahaha. I will probably be spotted in some other blogs, catch me if you can. x) And if you spot me before the 17th, please remember to wish me in my new blog! haha. Thanks to all the avid readers, i hope you all will miss my blogging. I will still be back to read and laugh or cry about my past. haha. Goodnight honey babies. I love you all. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RpfgfAzjrEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TdwO_Y_y5bI/s1600-h/Goodbye_for_Now_by_Corrupted1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086781127535078466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RpfgfAzjrEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TdwO_Y_y5bI/s320/Goodbye_for_Now_by_Corrupted1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wynn-aye.blogspot.com will be closed for now and forever.&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/25189249-1865354142413882290?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/1865354142413882290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=1865354142413882290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1865354142413882290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1865354142413882290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-long-goodbye.html' title='so long, goodbye.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RpfgfAzjrEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TdwO_Y_y5bI/s72-c/Goodbye_for_Now_by_Corrupted1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-2068764044357679140</id><published>2007-06-27T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T01:59:30.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23:60</title><content type='html'>Credits to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; for giving me a title to start with. haha. I wento consult the doctor on Saturday, like finally right! haha. So yeah, he said my eye was infected and he banned me from wearing contact lens for 10days and more. I was screaming&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;"oh fuck! so long?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but what to do? Just bear with it laa, if not i go blind. And some others will get mad at me for not taking care of my eye, getting mad at me because i dont wanto see doctor and stuffs. It's not like i dont wanto go consult the doctor, not that i'm not worried and all, but &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; look at my schedule it is full almost everyday. Be in my shoes and think okay! I know you people are worried and all, urgh, i dont know what else to say! Whatever it is, i am on anti biotics everyday and i do drop those eye drops. So just pray for me that my left eye will be alright soon, i mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;VERY SOON!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks. Saturday was cool, seriously. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt; drove down to FEP and fetched me down to Esplanade to chill with the others for awhile. &lt;em&gt;Cool!&lt;/em&gt; haha. I dont wish to talk much about J8 anymore, its always the same. Only one word to describe it, and that is &lt;strong&gt;BORING!&lt;/strong&gt; I gave &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aloysius Saw&lt;/span&gt; a missed flight on Sunday, but on another hand i wanto kill him. haha. Met &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;NingShao&lt;/span&gt; for supper, and walked home together. Monday was finally my off day, went out with &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt; to search for &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BlackRanger's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Siling)&lt;/em&gt; present. Wento MSQ for lunch and of course i went back to visit my ex-colleagues. Oh i miss that place so so much please. I cant wait to meet all of them on 8th July, i wanto hug all of them! hahaha. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BlackRanger&lt;/span&gt; came to meet us and bought her the bag she wanted, headed down to Cine for awhile and i went home together with &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;NingShao&lt;/span&gt;. Today is damn boring at FEP too, thank god&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; KaiYun&lt;/span&gt; and bf came to accompany me. haha. We were damn mad laa, doing sexy dance and all. hahahaha. I did a very stupid thing today, after i closed the pushcart i wento the shoe shop to return the shutter keys. And thinking that the locker key is already in the cashbag, so i happily walked out to the train station to meet &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;NingShao&lt;/span&gt;. Then when we are reaching Yishun, i felt something in my left pocket and i thought it was coins. But i thought again, i dont have so much coins what! I took out and &lt;strong&gt;ITS THE LOCKER KEYS!!&lt;/strong&gt; Omg omg omg. Tmr is my off day man, if i bring it home &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;CaiXuan&lt;/span&gt; cant open the pushcart tmr, or i will have to go FEP early morning to pass her the keys. So i was whining to &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;NingShao&lt;/span&gt; and he said, we should go down to Admiralty to meet &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;CaiXuan&lt;/span&gt; and pass her the keys. So we trained down to Admiralty, and waited for &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;CaiXuan&lt;/span&gt; and passed her the stupid keys. Damn stupid of me laa. And coincidentally we saw &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;AhTiong&lt;/span&gt;, we saw him for the past few days. He is gonna say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"we damn got fate."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Tmr is my off day and i'm gonna spend it well. haha. Alright &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt;, here is your long awaited entry. Sorry. =) Goodnight people.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; loves`&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/25189249-2068764044357679140?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/2068764044357679140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=2068764044357679140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/2068764044357679140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/2068764044357679140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/06/2360.html' title='23:60'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-264793753299436137</id><published>2007-06-22T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:20.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BABY JAYREL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080437503418138402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFW_fbPfyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/2_T_0kqFXIE/s320/P7220174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFXFPbPfzI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hCgb4k_uUaI/s1600-h/P9020717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080437602202386226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFXFPbPfzI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hCgb4k_uUaI/s320/P9020717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFYB_bPf0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/uQbd0Yeg4CA/s1600-h/P1000302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080438645879439170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFYB_bPf0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/uQbd0Yeg4CA/s320/P1000302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFbS_bPf1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/oVtVFUmoYVM/s1600-h/thePrincess-0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080442236472098642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFbS_bPf1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/oVtVFUmoYVM/s320/thePrincess-0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFbpfbPf2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/mJlTrFQgF_U/s1600-h/jayrel+0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080442623019155298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFbpfbPf2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/mJlTrFQgF_U/s320/jayrel+0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFcwvbPf3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/_3w0jJa0n2E/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080443847084834674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFcwvbPf3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/_3w0jJa0n2E/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFdMPbPf4I/AAAAAAAAAQs/l4GsvuBgmzo/s1600-h/fehNaye!-0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080444319531237250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFdMPbPf4I/AAAAAAAAAQs/l4GsvuBgmzo/s320/fehNaye!-0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY JAYREL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(22nd June 2007)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Finally my precious babyboy is one year old, i cant wait to bring him out! haha. Look how much he've changed from one month old till one year old. Ain't he handsome? Dont you love him? He is the love of my life, i dedicate all my love to him. Just a smile from him could clear away all my troubles and unhappiness. &lt;em&gt;Woohoo! Lele is a big bad wolf!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Baby Jayrel, I love you!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*huggs and kisses*&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/25189249-264793753299436137?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/264793753299436137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=264793753299436137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/264793753299436137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/264793753299436137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-to-baby-jayrel.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BABY JAYREL!'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RoFW_fbPfyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/2_T_0kqFXIE/s72-c/P7220174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-1845455879676633743</id><published>2007-06-20T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:23.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stranger in the night</title><content type='html'>J8 was damn freaking boring on Monday please, i dont know why it is so dead. After work, Nehneh and Andy came down to look for me and we hopped onto my King's car and slacked at the coffeeshop under my house. Tuesday was at FEP, the sales was quite bad though. I dont know why. When Yeeting reached, we shared cookies together and she treated me a gulp. haha. Damn cool laa. Went down to &lt;strong&gt;Attica &lt;/strong&gt;with my chums around 11pm, the music was good and the crowd was quite okay. Again my eye went red and watery, this time is the left eye. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kill me please!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The party ended at 3am, met &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Sham &lt;/span&gt;and went KentRidge to slack. Damn cold man. So the 6 of us were like talking about secondary school life there, and some&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;fatimah's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; joke. hahahaha. Left the place around 5am and went&lt;em&gt; chopchop&lt;/em&gt; down the road, then back home. haha. This morning, i woke up at 11:30am because of my Mum's naggings. And i actually had an haircut appointment with &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Juno&lt;/span&gt; at 11am, so i prepared and rushed down to town. My left eye were bloodshot red, and watery. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again, kill me please!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I really hate it. Walked into &lt;strong&gt;HARU&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;LaoEh &lt;/span&gt;smiled to me, then &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Juno&lt;/span&gt; looked at me with a very cunning smile. haha. He rinsed my hair for me and so i just stared at something on the left, and coincidentally &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;LaoEh &lt;/span&gt;is somewhere on my left side too. Then &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Juno &lt;/span&gt;said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"dont look already!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. &lt;em&gt;Nerner.&lt;/em&gt; And when he is cutting my hair for me, my head kept tilting to another side then he said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"your eyes can move, but dont tilt your head."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Narbei laa.&lt;/em&gt; Super paiseh can. Anyhow, i do love my new hairstyle alot. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thank Juno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; After that, wento  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;SolePassion&lt;/span&gt;  to slack and have my brunch there together with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;KaiYun&lt;/span&gt;. I really miss working at  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;SolePassion &lt;/span&gt; alot man. &lt;em&gt;Aww.....&lt;/em&gt; Then i met my chums around 6pm and went for PizzaHut together. My mood was seriously screwed up. I felt damn sad and disturbed. But i was better after awhile, and PizzaHut was damn fking cold laa. Reached home around 11:15pm and my left eye din get any better. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Screw!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I really hope my left eye will get better tmr. &lt;strong&gt;Urgh!&lt;/strong&gt; I dont feel good now. My mind is not settled down, i hate this. I'm being super pessimistic. Loads of stuffs is racing through my mind now. Oh, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;u&gt;mindfucked!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnlzEPbPfxI/AAAAAAAAAP0/IZUOcrkUAww/s1600-h/miss_you_so_bad__by_biskuitoreo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078216571534409490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnlzEPbPfxI/AAAAAAAAAP0/IZUOcrkUAww/s320/miss_you_so_bad__by_biskuitoreo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i miss you so badly.&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/25189249-1845455879676633743?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/1845455879676633743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=1845455879676633743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1845455879676633743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1845455879676633743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/06/stranger-in-night.html' title='stranger in the night'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnlzEPbPfxI/AAAAAAAAAP0/IZUOcrkUAww/s72-c/miss_you_so_bad__by_biskuitoreo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7788024624864474937</id><published>2007-06-17T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:23.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little love songs.</title><content type='html'>My right eye is red and i dont know what happen. I dont know if it's eye infection or sore eye. Because my contact lens made my eyes red yesterday. Nehneh laa. &lt;em&gt;Uncool.&lt;/em&gt; Last few days was spent quite well, Wednesday was my off day. Went out with my chummies and i only reached home around 7am next morning. Dead tired. We walked around town, lunched, dinner, and went for kbox from 11pm - 6am. Damn rock, i know. haha. The guys bought me the doll which i pestered them for 15minutes. haha. It's counted as my birthday present... =( But nevermind, i love it alot.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Woohoo! Lele is a big bad wolf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Although i'm quite afraid of dolls, but for this particular doll i really love it alot. After they bought it for me, i cant stop smiling and i went around showing people my doll and asked them if it's cute. hahaha. &lt;em&gt;*smirks!*&lt;/em&gt; FEP's food fair started already, and it was damn fun because they do give out balloons! haha. I love balloons please. On the first day of FoodFair, i asked &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt; to go get one balloon for me and he was damn paiseh. haha. More balloons, more balloons. haha. Yesterday i wore my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"FREE HUGS!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; tee shirt, and indeed i hugged quite a number of people. Then that stupid pig hugged me from the back, i was on the phone then that pig hugged me from the back. Super shocked laa. Was wondering if my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Free hugs!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was printed at the back or not. hahaha. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Aloysius Saw&lt;/span&gt; just called me, and i was quite shock at first. He always call and such weird timing and say weird stuffs. haha. He strummed his guitar and sang some songs to me. So cool please. He sang 3 songs to me, and all 3 songs do have a meaning behind it. haha. It was so very sudden to me, really very sudden. I'm totally not serious at all, and was laughing away thinking everything was a joke. But never did i know that everything was true from the start. hahaha. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go bang walls, stupid Wynny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. I'm going mad very soon. haha. I'm waiting for &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;em&gt;Narbei &lt;/em&gt;to wake up now, so i can go town to get my dad's present and cut my hair. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Narbei! Faster wake up leh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I guess i shall go watch tv and wait for her call. Sorry for the random updates above. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnUGiPbPftI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JyCRhSmxRkw/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076971340256214738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnUGiPbPftI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JyCRhSmxRkw/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnUHbvbPfuI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Tr34oUMCbDU/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076972328098692834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnUHbvbPfuI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Tr34oUMCbDU/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Nehneh's random-ness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnUHwPbPfvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kgpB3lXN2CE/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076972680286011122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnUHwPbPfvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kgpB3lXN2CE/s320/DSC00305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Three-some rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnUIEvbPfwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1_Vkofah6iw/s1600-h/2007-06-17-36281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076973032473329410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnUIEvbPfwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/1_Vkofah6iw/s320/2007-06-17-36281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my new doll, and please say with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"sore eye sore eye, go away!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; OR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"eye infection please go away!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s : one more month to my birthday. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;START SAVING NOW!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-7788024624864474937?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7788024624864474937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7788024624864474937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7788024624864474937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7788024624864474937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/06/little-love-song.html' title='little love songs.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RnUGiPbPftI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JyCRhSmxRkw/s72-c/DSC00287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7670269951206716253</id><published>2007-06-11T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:26.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your wish is my command</title><content type='html'>Supper just now at Thomson was superb, Eunice, Siling&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Black Ranger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, ShuJuan and me. We talked about work, life, funny people and all. I thought i could catch the last bus home, but too bad no more bus, so i cabbed home. There goes my money.. I haven stop shopping ever since i got my pay. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Control yourself, Wynny.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;J8 is seriously boring man, new stocks came today, and thank god i hit my target and i got ice cream treat from my Boss.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Woohoo! Lele is a big bad wolf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Godma&lt;/span&gt; was off to HongKong yesterday morning, i cant wait for her to come back with &lt;em&gt;goodgood &lt;/em&gt;stuffs. haha. Saturday was singing at Kbox till 3am, met &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt; and his &lt;em&gt;ganchiong&lt;/em&gt; friends for supper. Then headed home around 4am plus, i was dead tired. But i think i was really cool to lighten up the atmosphere in the cab, i started saying lame jokes and stuffs. And they did entertain me, by switching their mindset to 17 years old.&lt;em&gt; Nerner.&lt;/em&gt; haha. Retail therapy at Bugis, FEP and AMK Hub was cool yesterday. Bugis was quick shopping, FEP was using strong eye power, AMK hub was a rich taitai's life. hahaha. Saw &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;LaoEh&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; REV&lt;/span&gt; guy yesterday when i went to FEP. It was freaking cool and damn happy. Before i went down to FEP with my chums, my eyes were dry and painful and my feets are soring. But when i reached FEP, all the pain fade off miraculously. Like how cool laa. And i cant stop smiling after i left FEP, i just felt so contented and happy. Like a little girl riding on a carousel, looking around and smiling happy. You know that kinda feeling? hahaha. Had Pepper Lunch for dinner yesterday, and i was on cloud nine. I haven ate Pepper Lunch for a &lt;em&gt;longlong&lt;/em&gt; time already. It was really nice. Damn rock laa. Roam around aimlessly at the Pasar Malam aimlessly with NehNeh, and it was boring. haha. I'm super tempted to get a PSP please. I wanto play the dating game! I haven complete anything at all, uncool. haha. And yesterday my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt; was damn funny. She called my house in the morning, i din answer it because i was sleeping and yes i skipped my Science lesson yesterday because i woke up late. haha. So around dinner time i called my&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Dowager&lt;/span&gt;, and our conversation went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Wyn : "Ah ma, you called me this morning?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Dowager : "Yes, i wanto ask if you want some dumplings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Wyn : "Ohh.. because when you called this morning, i was sleeping. So i din answer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Dowager : "I call you dont wanto answer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Wyn : "hahaha. Sleeping mah. Later i blurblur dont know what u talking about."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the funny part...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dowager : "Nevermind laa, nevermind laa" (in those youngsters way)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt; She was super funny laa. First time i heard her speaking in such funny tone please. I was worried at first when i din answer her call. I thought she wanted me to bring her to the clinic for consultation. And mind you, the whole conversation was in hokkien. My hokkien really improved alot man. Damn cool. Ain't my Dowager hip? hahaha. I must go get my &lt;em&gt;steadypompeepee&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;changitehneenee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; cousin's present soon man. And my little darling's birthday is coming soon, 22nd June. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; is turning 1 year old already. You people can buy him presents and pass it to me. I will give it to him on his birthday. haha. And if you do have a cute nieces, you can also introduce it to him. He'll be glad to meet cute little girls. haha. Alright, Goodnight you. I'm lazy to type in captions for the photos below, enjoy oggling them. haha. Update next week! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074870860730302002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2QKPbPfjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uQhpAhlsOf8/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074872153515458162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2RVfbPfnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1ATGlXiAIt0/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2RjfbPfoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/gIH3FQYTJGE/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074872394033626754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2RjfbPfoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/gIH3FQYTJGE/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074875903021907650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2UvvbPfsI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oPHOJ2VbzEo/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2QzPbPflI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mEADDZI7RRo/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074871565104938578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2QzPbPflI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mEADDZI7RRo/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2UO_bPfrI/AAAAAAAAAPE/dr9ivtof4qE/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2R7_bPfpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/_Qt9uPZESXs/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074872814940421778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2R7_bPfpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/_Qt9uPZESXs/s320/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2SLfbPfqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/dHj6vHFxhTI/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074873081228394146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2SLfbPfqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/dHj6vHFxhTI/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#00cccc;"&gt;-feets are sored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#00cccc;"&gt;-eye infection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#00cccc;"&gt;-dry skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#00cccc;"&gt;-cracked lip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#00cccc;"&gt;-bruises on my shoudler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So uncool. I must regain my coolness soon man.&lt;/span&gt; x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;why didnt you love me as much as you love her? sighh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&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/25189249-7670269951206716253?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7670269951206716253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7670269951206716253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7670269951206716253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7670269951206716253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/06/your-wish-is-my-command.html' title='your wish is my command'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rm2QKPbPfjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uQhpAhlsOf8/s72-c/DSC00189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-308233699980694021</id><published>2007-06-07T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:26.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only hope</title><content type='html'>I'm totally drained out for the past few days. Let's hope i get to off this Sunday, please. My body is sending me signals already, i dont wanto fall sick please. I hate medicine, i hate doctors. &lt;em&gt;(Eat more apples. hahaha.)&lt;/em&gt; I experienced leg cramps almost every night, it's super painful can. Tears can roll out and i'm very irritated by it. I hate all sorts of cramps, because such &lt;em&gt;royal taitai&lt;/em&gt; like me cant tolerate any pain. Except for banging onto doors. hahaha. Just like what &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;KaiYun&lt;/span&gt; said, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"everything also never see. order meal, never see properly. walk, never see properly and knock onto stuffs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha! Go on and laugh till you choke and die. But at times, i really never notice. Like since when i noticed it before laa, but &lt;em&gt;AIYA&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i dont know. haha. Pushcart at J8 is super boring please, i rather slack at FEP than to doze off at J8. Working at J8 made me super stress about the sales target, because the place is quite dead. FEP was quite okay today, just boring that nothing perks me up today. Maybe only the supper at Kobayashi with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;KaiYun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Evelyn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MeiYun&lt;/span&gt;. Finally, i got my pay on Wednesday. And i am going for a retail therapy real soon man. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Woohoo! Lele is a big bad wolf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;NehNeh&lt;/span&gt; visited me today and accompanied me for quite long. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks NehNeh!&lt;/strong&gt; =) I think i lost my digi cam this time. After shifting here, i cant find it anywhere. &lt;em&gt;Damn!&lt;/em&gt; A lot of my pictures are inside know, so sad laa. &lt;em&gt;Wahlau.&lt;/em&gt; Let's pray it'll appear real soon, if not i'll have to spend those precious moolahs to buy a new one again. &lt;em&gt;Feh!&lt;/em&gt; Visted my sweetheart &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday, we went for dinner together at Northpoint. He was super cute. Enjoy his photos below, i'll post his video soon. Alright, Goodnight you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RmhdkvbPfgI/AAAAAAAAANs/6ODQutyYy6Y/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073407866020265474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RmhdkvbPfgI/AAAAAAAAANs/6ODQutyYy6Y/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"opps. dont tell my mummy that i'm eating sweets."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rmhd2PbPfhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3kfqq6BkOt0/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073408166667976210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rmhd2PbPfhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3kfqq6BkOt0/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"mmmm... it's nice. you want some?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RmhejvbPfiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/hfg5KJsPoog/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073408948352024098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RmhejvbPfiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/hfg5KJsPoog/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"i bring you sexy back!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. &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/25189249-308233699980694021?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/308233699980694021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=308233699980694021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/308233699980694021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/308233699980694021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/06/only-hope.html' title='only hope'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RmhdkvbPfgI/AAAAAAAAANs/6ODQutyYy6Y/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-593174190085436440</id><published>2007-06-02T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T03:01:21.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you are gone</title><content type='html'>Yeah! I just reached home from supper with the &lt;em&gt;ohsosteadypompeepee &lt;/em&gt;cousin, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mister Oh KS&lt;/span&gt;. We are super steady people. haha. A few weeks before we were talking about having supper together, because we are whining about being hungry and penniless. haha. Then we made a supper deal, and everytime we ask each other &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"eh, supper leh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and finally today we had it. Met him at Yishun after work, before that he actually wanted to go FEP and wait for me. But his stuffs ended late, and he say he look weird walking around FEP wearing that kuku clothes. haha. He was damn funny, he kept saying he is very smelly and dirty. So i thought of lending him my shawl to cover, idea uh. haha. We din really complete the supper deal, because our deal was Nasi Lemak. We walked to the Nasi Lemak place, the queue was quite long and we were super warm. The thought of queueing up and having a meal at sucha warm place is killing us. So we walked over to my old house, COTTAGE!! and we settled for Macs. And the weirdest thing, he just ordered a drink and i had fries and a drink. What a nerner thing. haha. Walked home together from Cottage and it was cool. He was protecting me from those cats, because i'll move very quickly to another side if i spot those cats. haha. And the funniest part was when i was in the lift wanting to press &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"close"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, he said something. So i pressed&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"open"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, then we talked about it. Second time, i pressed &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"close"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;HE SAID SOMETHING AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. &lt;em&gt;Nehneh.&lt;/em&gt; Opened again, and we argue about the money and i kept shaking my head. haha. He kept insisting on returning me that 5$, because today i helped him collect his pants at FEP. He already paid for my Macs, and still insisted on paying me back. Damn gei gao. haha. We are now talking about some 15years later deal. Steady laa cousin. haha. Anyhow, work was quite alright for me after Thursday because am helping out at the pushcart now. Dont say i change job laa, i never. Just that i'm not at that shop, but at the pushcart dosent mean i change job. But you people rock my life because you came to &lt;em&gt;"gao guan"&lt;/em&gt; (hokkien) the pushcart! haha. Today &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MeiYun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt; and , me were kinda mad, although we were at different shop we still get so high. &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt; was funny laa, we both thought of the same funny action and did it to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt; together. hahaha! Finally &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;LaoEh&lt;/span&gt; and me exchanged the precious smile together yesterday. haha. Was screaming like mad laa, the wink, the smile. &lt;em&gt;*smirks*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Woohoo! Lele is a big bad wolf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. Alright, enough of my madness. Please let me have a good sleep tmr because its finally my off day. I'm super tired already. Goodnight you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s : esok tak kerjer!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/25189249-593174190085436440?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/593174190085436440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=593174190085436440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/593174190085436440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/593174190085436440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-you-are-gone.html' title='when you are gone'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7169076712345233508</id><published>2007-05-30T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:26.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>close to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; is sucha sweetheart please. Although he is a breast attacker and always love to bite my lips, i still love him alot. He is super noisy too, talking to himself, screaming, shouting, growling and all. He hate the ABC song, seriously. haha. I cant wait to attend his birthday party! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Woohoo! Lele is a big bad wolf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Finally, after 4months i see&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; RED&lt;/span&gt; again. I almost die of cramps, i so wanto tear off my skin. It was super super painful. Like when you play some war game, your enemy troop all attack you. Yes, it's that kinda feeling. Die &lt;strong&gt;FLAT!&lt;/strong&gt; I almost wanted to roll on the floor, cold sweat breaking out and vomitted everything. I only took one painkiller today, i'm trying to cut down on my painkillers already. I hope the pain will go off soon, please. Damn laa. My health for this month is super no good. Kill me. And to the Piangs, my chinese paper was quite alright. Thank god ZY accompanied me, we took train down together, was in the same class for the paper, had lunch together and went home together. And suprisingly, we both were actually in the same science course, but that &lt;em&gt;nerner&lt;/em&gt; din turn up for any lessons at all. So i'm asking him to go next week, and we can create chaos together in the lab! hahaha. Webcam-ed with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ZhiQing Korkor&lt;/span&gt; last Saturday, and saw his new baby!&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; Qi Zhi's&lt;/span&gt; new brother. Again, it's a baby boy. haha.&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; QiZhi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;QiHua&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Qi-idontknow&lt;/span&gt;, haven choose the name. haha. My little baby &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;QiZhi &lt;/span&gt;is now a durian head. He can spike his hair man. haha. Because his maid got lices&lt;em&gt;(kutus)&lt;/em&gt;, then it was spread to him so he had to shave his hair. hahaha. Poor little baby. &lt;em&gt;*huggs*&lt;/em&gt; Oh yes, now my room have got an aircon already. Yeah! I dont suffer from insomnia anymore, and i wont feel warm anymore. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Woohoo! Lele is a big bad wolf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. Enough of my rantings, pray for me that my cramps will go off soon. Goodnight you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rl3NJ5Elu2I/AAAAAAAAANk/mZ0UcCFFLV0/s1600-h/thePrincess-0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070434325311634274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rl3NJ5Elu2I/AAAAAAAAANk/mZ0UcCFFLV0/s320/thePrincess-0201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rl3M-5Elu1I/AAAAAAAAANc/f2Zj7zCjAIY/s1600-h/thePrincess-0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s : pardon me for the above &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Woohoo! Lele is a big bad wolf!"&lt;/span&gt;. It was just a song to describe &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt;. Quite addictive uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I LOVE BABY JAYREL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;(lele, clap your hands!)&lt;/span&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/25189249-7169076712345233508?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7169076712345233508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7169076712345233508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7169076712345233508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7169076712345233508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/05/close-to-you.html' title='close to you'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rl3NJ5Elu2I/AAAAAAAAANk/mZ0UcCFFLV0/s72-c/thePrincess-0201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-545879804026798803</id><published>2007-05-26T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T11:54:55.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're the only thing that's on my mind.</title><content type='html'>I stared at my schedule for 15minutes this morning and i screamed out loudly. Because Chinese O's is on &lt;em&gt;fucking&lt;/em&gt; Monday. And i dont have any confidence at all, blame myself for it. I never had confidence for Chinese paper, because i know my standard. If i pass, i would just laugh at myself for being so smart in &lt;em&gt;tikam-ing&lt;/em&gt; the multiple-choice comprehension. I reckon i cant finish reading the whole passage, i'l skip those words that i dont know and so i would be left with only half of the passage. Say me stupid, i thank you. Thanks uh. hahahaha. Please dont message me after my exams and ask me how was the paper, i might whine to you or screw up your day. And to those who were so concern about my exams, i thank you also. You people never been so caring since then man. Thanks uh, thanks. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Godma&lt;/span&gt; is going &lt;strong&gt;HongKong&lt;/strong&gt; soon, i wanto go also. I wanto go on a holiday, life in Singapore is so hectic. I need a holiday soon, retail therapy soon too! I'm super broke now, pay-day is so far away laa. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Urgh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Working at HF with &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Evelyn&lt;/span&gt; was fun, we talked about holidays, clubbing and all. Might meet her for supper next week, if we are free and energetic. haha. FEP-PP is very stress, have been there for like 3 days and today is the best. Finally i got my ice-cream, but still negotiating. haha. I'm having science lessons tmr and i will revise on my Chinese after my lessons. Let's all &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"jiang hua yu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; tmr. hahaha. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CheenaPiangs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Goodnight Piangs. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wont think much about the lost friendship anymore. nobody cared. blame on me because of my work then. i'm okay with it. never been there for me when i needed you people. where were you people when i need a listening ear? when i tell you my problems, you never bother to listen. thanks for your bochap attitude. you made me realise that i'm sucha un-important person in your life. looking at all the photos made me cry super badly, where are those good old times? i guess life is much better without me around uh. count me out in everything, i wont screw you up. i swear i wont cry about this anymore and i wont talk about this anymore. enjoy all the happy moments together and dont worry about me. =)&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/25189249-545879804026798803?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/545879804026798803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=545879804026798803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/545879804026798803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/545879804026798803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/05/youre-only-thing-thats-on-my-mind.html' title='you&apos;re the only thing that&apos;s on my mind.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7434765785094657298</id><published>2007-05-22T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:20:32.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful liar</title><content type='html'>I miss cottage alot. The balcony, back garden and everything there. Now it's a new place, new enviroment, i have to get use to everything here. Still i hate walking to the train station, it is super far laa. Yes, any walking distance for me is far. haha. Yesterday i lost my way back home, i was frowning all the way and bumping through all the blocks. Hoping i could see my house real soon. haha. Anyhow, dinner on Saturday was a catastrophe. Was down with food poisoning for half of the day, it was really bad. Vomited lotsa times, i thought i was going to faint anytime. I vomited everything, urghh disgusting! I never wanto have such experience again. It was worst than having cramps please.. During the dinner was fun, i get to see &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Godma&lt;/span&gt;, my cousins and all the aunties i din see for a long time. It was nice to see them.&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Candy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chuan&lt;/span&gt; is gonna &lt;em&gt;sabo&lt;/em&gt; me on their wedding dinner. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I hope they are just joking, seriously. hahaha. Work was quite alright, at least not so bad till i dread going to work. I was never on time for work, i'm so gonna die. Scott just reminded me not to be late for tmr, and Yeeting did told me before about it. haha. Okay, i'll try my best okay. =) Chinese O's is next Monday, please pray for me. Although i know my chinese standard is fking low, but still i'll do my best. Alright i have to sleep soon. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss all my little babies, sweetiepies and Baby Jayrel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Goodnight. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&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/25189249-7434765785094657298?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7434765785094657298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7434765785094657298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7434765785094657298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7434765785094657298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/05/beautiful-liar.html' title='beautiful liar'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7054339777409798130</id><published>2007-05-11T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:32:38.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>listen to the song here in my heart.</title><content type='html'>Last few days were spent quite well. Yesterday went shopping with &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt; at Bugis, then headed down to HarbourFront and slacked at PurPur with&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; Evelyn&lt;/span&gt; around. It was a fun day going out with &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;, although we dont know each other for very long but we talked like super &lt;em&gt;"gam"&lt;/em&gt; friends. Was working with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;KaiYun&lt;/span&gt; the past few days too, it was super fun and madness. When i go crazy, she join in and we turn the whole shop upside down. haha. We do all the stupidiest thing together. Like challenging each other to climb the shoeracks, challenging each other to see who can arrange the stocks well in the fastest time, and some other which i guess i cannot say if not i'll get fired. hahaha. On Monday with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MeiYun&lt;/span&gt; around is madness too, we talked about marriage, love and all. Crapped about wedding photos and stuffs, chain puffings &lt;em&gt;blahblahblah&lt;/em&gt;. We all are super cool kids! haha. I love working with all of them. Still, FEP have got disturbing and irritating people. Using the lame-est reason to borrow things from you, sweet talk and all. Fucking fake attidude and fucking unlogical reasons. Trying to cheat us, trying to sweet-talk us thinking you'll be the &lt;em&gt;"oh-so-sweet-guy"&lt;/em&gt; in my mind. Seriously stupid okay. Whatever. The &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;REV&lt;/span&gt; guy still rock my life. haha. He'll brighten up my day, &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; i see him when i walk past his shop. hahaha! After tagging along to the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;SA&lt;/span&gt; for a few times, i got to know a few friends. We always end our conversation with&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; "come visit my shop ah. give you discount. steady laa!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. The fun part is when they walk past my shop, they'll ask me out to accompany them. Aint that cool? haha. We just have casual chat, sales nagging and that's it. Having a few more friends is better than having enemies right. Alright, tmr i have to do opening and i dont know who is working with me tmr. haha. Tmr is Saturday man! I hope tmr will be like last week. You know, i know uh. haha. Somebody buzz my phone after my work and take me out. haha. Goodnight. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DO YOU STILL REMEMBER &lt;strong&gt;HER&lt;/strong&gt; AS YOUR FRIEND? - no more, i guess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(even a short message will make her feel better, but nahh.. it's okay. you guys are happily enjoying your life or love life now. no calls, no nothing. you only remember her when you have problem. when everything is going well,  she is out of your contact list. i guess she can change my number to a counselling number then. where is the concern that goes with it? what are friends for? she wont cry because of this, she will smile and tell herself at least she've helped you in bad times before. she promise not to shed tears about all these worthless thing. whereby, you think it's actually alright to do all these and she is being the retarded one wasting her time and tears to think about it. yes, you can say she is rattling like a bitch here. being so emotional, complaining about this kinda stupid things, childish and all. whatever you like okay. enjoy your life then. )&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/25189249-7054339777409798130?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7054339777409798130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7054339777409798130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7054339777409798130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7054339777409798130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/05/listen-to-song-here-in-my-heart.html' title='listen to the song here in my heart.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-3608871286058199859</id><published>2007-05-05T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:27.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a beautiful night.</title><content type='html'>I just reached home. But it wasnt a bad day for me, quite happy. heehee.. Today i woke up, prepared and wento FEP. First time i reached there early and did opening alone. haha. Not long later &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ShuJuan&lt;/span&gt; reached and started working. Today's sales wasnt bad, quite competitive. haha. But i did wento slack awhile with &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;SJ&lt;/span&gt;, because i wanted to go see that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;REV &lt;/span&gt;cool guy again. haha. I saw him and i went crazy. haha. Next week, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt; and i must break today's sales. We already &lt;strong&gt;wooshh!&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ed&lt;/em&gt;. We must win, no matter what. hahaha. And shockingly &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aloysius Saw&lt;/span&gt; suddenly called me when i was stoning. He said he thought of me suddenly. Yeah right.. haha. We were talking about cheap stuffs and all. He thought i am not working so he wanted to meet me for lunch and stuffs. Then he decided to meet me tmr, and insisted on bringing me to the zoo tmr. Like father bringing daughter out for a trip uh. haha. It wasnt a bad choice too, i haven been to the zoo for 2years already. haha. But sudden change, i have to work tmr after my lessons. =( Zoo trip was cancelled. &lt;em&gt;Hurrr....&lt;/em&gt; Anyhow, when doing settlement, our shop was super noisy. Screamings, shouting, laughing, clapping loudly and blasting of music. haha. After we did closing, we gathered outside KFC and my phone rang.. It was &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ChangDa&lt;/span&gt;! haha. Quite shock to receive a call from him acutally. Around 11pm, he drove down to FEP and fetched me down to Jalan Kayu for prata. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooohooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; On the way there, an accident happened on the expressway. 6 cars crashed together. We were being super &lt;em&gt;KPO&lt;/em&gt; too, kept wanting to see what happen. haha. Prata was oily, and we both ate till super bloated. After prata was spinning around Seletar reservior, damn cool. It was really fun, seriously. We talked about cars, speeding, family, weddings and all. &lt;strong&gt;Damn fun.&lt;/strong&gt; And my Mum isnt worried at all when i'm with him, she only called once and asked where were we. Our Mum&lt;em&gt;(s)&lt;/em&gt; are goodfriends, they can talk for hours. haha. He sent me up, making sure i'm home safely and he drove home. haha. Really a fun night. But still i have to thank him for the prata treat and spinnings around.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Thanks ChangDa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) I hope the next trip is EastCoast Park! haha.&lt;em&gt; Whatever~&lt;/em&gt; Enjoyed myself alot today, except that my slippers spoilt after i jumped down from the shoe rack. haha. Just like what &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aloysius&lt;/span&gt; said to me just now,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; "today is a good day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Yes indeed!&lt;/strong&gt; It was my best &lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;day&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/em&gt; night ever man! Screw yesterday, the first half of the day it was sucky. But towards to end, i thought i was really cool and that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;REV&lt;/span&gt; guy rock! haha. Goodnight to all sweeties! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RjzFX-scjYI/AAAAAAAAANU/nxAGI-mGNnk/s1600-h/Night_by_Photo_Witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061137097014676866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RjzFX-scjYI/AAAAAAAAANU/nxAGI-mGNnk/s320/Night_by_Photo_Witch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;always your silly girl. x)&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/25189249-3608871286058199859?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/3608871286058199859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=3608871286058199859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3608871286058199859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3608871286058199859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/05/beautiful-night.html' title='a beautiful night.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RjzFX-scjYI/AAAAAAAAANU/nxAGI-mGNnk/s72-c/Night_by_Photo_Witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-6060971875776058538</id><published>2007-05-02T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T00:49:00.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lies for sale.</title><content type='html'>Damn fucking sway today! I dont know why.. Firstly i woke up late and reached FEP late. Then after opening i wento the toilet and i banged onto the door, my right shoulder was super painful. Thirdly, i fell down from the shoe rack. I was at the highest point of the shoe rack and i slide down, my back was super painful and red laa. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Urgh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sway~&lt;/em&gt; Then lastly, did closing early and my Bosses came over and we&lt;em&gt; kalang kabot&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Narbei!&lt;/strong&gt; Really sway laa. I hope nothing will happen man. And my back pain will soon be gone, then my right shoulder's bruise will go off soon. haha. I swear not to be so clumsy again. It was a painful day for me. &lt;em&gt;*frowns*&lt;/em&gt; Working with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;KaiYun&lt;/span&gt; today was super fun, we talked about our past love life. Cursing and swearing, then we got crazy and said some stupid stuffs. Whenever people come into our shop for walk in interview, we'll ask them to write down their contacts. After they leave, i'll say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"bu shi yao wo da gei ni!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; KaiYun&lt;/span&gt; will say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;" kai lv se chi chi de."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Crazy girls! Tmr is my off day actually, but after tuition i have to go to work. There goes my off day... &lt;em&gt;*screams*&lt;/em&gt; My payday is coming and i wont have to take allowance from my parents anymore! So cool man. AnnaSui shopping, SaSa perfume shopping and all! &lt;strong&gt;Wooohoo~&lt;/strong&gt; Whatever! My sway day ends here. Lastly, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SUPERSLIM&lt;/span&gt; sucks. &lt;em&gt;*plurghh*&lt;/em&gt; Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guys are nuisance!&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/25189249-6060971875776058538?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/6060971875776058538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=6060971875776058538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6060971875776058538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6060971875776058538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/05/lies-for-sale.html' title='lies for sale.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-4612841550087030263</id><published>2007-04-30T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:27.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey honey honey.</title><content type='html'>I shall clear those dusts and webs in my blog now. haha. One word to describe my past few days, &lt;strong&gt;TIRED!&lt;/strong&gt; The past few days was spent quite well, i guess. But yesterday really wasnt my day, BMC screwed my day. BMC always screw my day up, brainless &lt;em&gt;fuckers&lt;/em&gt; and retardys. I wonder how the whole school can still do their business. The management is not well co-ordinated, the front desk staffs are not updated and give wrong informations, the teacher talk without using his brains. Orientation? Or- your bloody *! Yesterday was actually my off day, but still i went to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FEP&lt;/span&gt; to work, and was together with &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;. I worked together with &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt; the past few days, and we both rocked the shop laa. We blast R&amp;amp;B music and danced like nobody's business. We dont care if passer-bys look at us or not, we just dance and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"move your body girl!" .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Scolding, cursing, making noise together when we're unhappy with the customers. But at the end of the day, customers are always right. Whatever, we still curse and swear. She is hooked up with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"narbei!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we must work together man! hahaha. Today was with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;KaiYun&lt;/span&gt;, another crazy girl. But i dont dare to dance infront of her like what i always do with &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;, shy laa. haha. But we still make noise, sing stupid songs with funny pitch, challenge each other to sum up the sales and see who got it right. haha. Free milo today from &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Sebas&lt;/span&gt; too, he bought it for me. haha. &lt;em&gt;Thanks dude~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Des&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Jeanna&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MeiYun&lt;/span&gt;(too many to list out) wasnt bad also. At least we clicked well and talked about almost everything. I can say it is, total madness. Plus, now my bosses know i love to play with their trolleys. Because whenever somebody take stocks down with a trolley, i never fail to play with it. I'll stand on it and do whatever &lt;em&gt;360&lt;/em&gt; stunts or whatever crazy things on it. haha. They asked me to roll back to Yishun on that trolley myself. haha. I even told them to push me to the carpark and i'll walk back to the shop myself after that. I'm seriously retarded. &lt;em&gt;*screams!*&lt;/em&gt; I guess life is better now, not that mundane anymore. I hope it can be better and everything will go on smoothly. Tmr is my off day, i have to pack my room and get enough rest. Goodnight world! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RjY96OscjXI/AAAAAAAAANM/__BWb56EmQE/s1600-h/Power_Of_Love_by_BatDesignz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059299301983554930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RjY96OscjXI/AAAAAAAAANM/__BWb56EmQE/s320/Power_Of_Love_by_BatDesignz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-4612841550087030263?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/4612841550087030263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=4612841550087030263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4612841550087030263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4612841550087030263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/05/honey-honey-honey.html' title='honey honey honey.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RjY96OscjXI/AAAAAAAAANM/__BWb56EmQE/s72-c/Power_Of_Love_by_BatDesignz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-5446286555961473318</id><published>2007-04-22T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:39:01.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someday my sorrows will end.</title><content type='html'>Dead tired. Stress. Ageing. Whatever that describes all these. Work had been quite stress, i dont know why. Sales sucks and everything just sucks. Sometimes i dont know what the hell i'm doing, what the fuck i'm fearing about. I just hate myself. After resting for 3 months, getting back to work is abit tedious. I drag myself out of bed every morning, feeling fatigue and gloomy, worrying about sales, thinking about my studies. And after work, i drag my heavy feets back home and think about the next day. Picturing a perfecto day for myself, but in the end it was a catastrophe. Things have yet to be settled, and those fuckers go on dragging and wasting my time. I worry everyday about it, but it just seems to be useless and wasting my braincells. I dont know why i always feel so down after work, i just feel like crying and whining or even get drunk and die. My life is gonna end at the age of 30 i guess, and by then i might have liver cancer due to drinking too much alcohol, having a 40years old face because of depression and super puffy eyes because i cry everyday. I dont know where are those people who always call me, talk to me and listen to my whinings. I wonder if Wynny still appear in their mind, or perharps each of them have their own happy life already. I dont wanto think about it now. Oh wells, i know i'm being pessimistic here. I dont feel good at all right now. Having a meeting tmr at 10am at J8, after that working till night. Bless me. Pop by my shop and cheer me up, buy me chocolate or whatever to at least make me smile. There goes my &lt;em&gt;happy-cheerful-talkative&lt;/em&gt; life, pathetic indeed. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;my lips are dry and cracked everyday. my legs ached everyday, it never ache so badly before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i bang into doors all the time, and my shoulder hurts. my hands are dry and ugly now. my mind is fucked up now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M NOT COOL ANYMORE.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-5446286555961473318?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/5446286555961473318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=5446286555961473318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5446286555961473318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5446286555961473318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/someday-my-sorrows-will-end.html' title='someday my sorrows will end.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-2878477474167303394</id><published>2007-04-20T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T02:01:04.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your love, my smile.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a &lt;em&gt;fkup &lt;/em&gt;day, i cried half my day away. Ahh... Those things just sucks and those people are just brainless i guess. &lt;strong&gt;Whatever!&lt;/strong&gt; So i told myself Friday will be a good day, and yeah today was quite fun and happy day. Purpur was fun, was working with Baby&lt;em&gt;(yes thats her name)&lt;/em&gt; today and went crazy while browsing through &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CPOP&lt;/span&gt; magazine. But we did do work laa, sales today was alright. I was running around level 1 and 4, then at times running to and fro the shoe shop. haha. Let's hope that tmr sales will be better. &lt;em&gt;hee`&lt;/em&gt; Today my loveliest cousins visited me. First was &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mister Oh Kok Swee&lt;/span&gt;, at first i couldn't regconise him because he changed his hairstyles. He stood outside my shop and said Hello to me, but i looked at him and stoned for awhile. haha. Then i forgot what we talked about cause we both spoke too fast, but i told him i was thirsty and wanted a drink. He asked what drink do i want and said he'll buy it for me after his late lunch. But after 15minutes or so, he appeared with a bottle of Pink Dolphin. haha. Sweet right? Baby said he was sweet too. haha. &lt;em&gt;Wooohooo~&lt;/em&gt; Of course! &lt;em&gt;*beams*&lt;/em&gt; That is what i call&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; "Ai Xin Shen Qi Shui"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(holy water with love)&lt;/em&gt; haha. He is really nice eh, last few days we were chatting in MSN and i thought we could go to work together because he use to work somewhere near there too. But he said he stopped working already, because school started. Aww... =( Then i asked him to come and visit me, and &lt;strong&gt;TADA!&lt;/strong&gt; he came to visit me on my first day. Nice right? haha. &lt;em&gt;*screams and jumps*&lt;/em&gt; After him was&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; Rene&lt;/span&gt;, she called me earlier to inform me about &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aloysius&lt;/span&gt; appearing in Orchard. hahaha! Then after awhile, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aloysius Saw&lt;/span&gt; walked past the shop super gan chiongly. He really slim down alot man. haha.&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; Rene&lt;/span&gt; was walking around with me and on the same time we tried to talk as much as we can. haha. My phone then went dead, and i regret for not charging my phone this morning. Left the shop at 10:30pm with Baby and trained home, reached home around 11:15pm. My legs were aching man, i dont know why. haha. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oldman!&lt;/span&gt; OSIM okay? &lt;em&gt;Woosa~&lt;/em&gt; haha. Thanks for all the goodlucks messages, you people rock my pathetic life! haha. I have to go rest now. More goodlucks for me tmr! Goodnight honey babies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mister Oh Kok Swee&lt;em&gt; : cousin! am sorry that i couldnt message and thank you just now because my phone was dead. and thanks for the Pink Dolphin too! Thanks for visiting me today, deeply appreciated. Visit more okay? haha.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;be a good boy ya.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You rock!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love ya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Rene &lt;em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;yoposehyo!&lt;/strong&gt; thanks babe! start saving now so you can go buy the belts and bag you want. haha. see ya soon, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;huggs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-2878477474167303394?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/2878477474167303394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=2878477474167303394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/2878477474167303394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/2878477474167303394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/your-love-my-smile.html' title='your love, my smile.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-5128538445329153532</id><published>2007-04-18T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T03:55:28.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sympathique.</title><content type='html'>Now I regret gobbling down 6 extra strong painkillers just in two days, which i did in early February. From then i missed my menses till now, so it's like 2 months without menses. I dont see red at all. Yes i love it so much! But i have to let those dirty and unhealthy blood come out laa, if not i'll die because i had too many dirty blood inside my body. haha. So i'm on pills again, this time is some &lt;em&gt;magic-like&lt;/em&gt; medicine, i have to take one tablet everyday and in one week's time i'll see red! hahaha. Okay, nothing to be excited about because i took these pills before last November. haha. I cant wait for this Friday man, i'm excited yet scared. I dont know why. But i hope everything will turn out good and cope-able. =) Life is mundane. Add some excitements into my life will you? &lt;em&gt;-after spacing out for 5 minutes-&lt;/em&gt; I decide to get back to my show and look forward to Friday and not screw it up. Goodnight people. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; : Please know the right time to use the word &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"As-Soon-As-Possible"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; . Use the word &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"ASAP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to me &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONLY ON IMPORTANT STUFFS THAT WILL CAUSE LIFE AND DEATH!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If not, i'll scream at you and skin you alive. I swear! Your kind co-opearation is deeply appreciated. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-5128538445329153532?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/5128538445329153532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=5128538445329153532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5128538445329153532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5128538445329153532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/sympathique.html' title='sympathique.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-2363298393333938699</id><published>2007-04-16T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:28.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never say goodbye.</title><content type='html'>Oh well, I'm happily eat cereal now. Looking at the time now, i have to blog fast and watch at least one episode of my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;newloves&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;show. I have to be on my bed by 3am, because anytime after 3am one of my parents will wake up and i'm sure to get some screamings. Smart uh. haha. Look at my new blog picture!! &lt;em&gt;*points up*&lt;/em&gt; Nice, sweet, lovely &lt;strong&gt;RIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. Yesterday was &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jiejie(2)'s&lt;/span&gt; birthday, and i was invited for the dinner at SinMing Avenue's hongkong restaurant. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; was there too, but he was making lotsa noise because he din nap in the noon. It was always fun with him around. Before we set out, he was talking to himself and he could roll his tongue man. Okay, i cant okay. Super cool laa. Then in the car, he pats on my shoulder and pointed to his favourite moo-moo stickers. haha. When we reach the restaurant, he saw his &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yeye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Grandpa)&lt;/em&gt; and he started smiling. Aww.. How sweet! &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; bestfriend is his&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; Yeye&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yeye &lt;/span&gt;dotes on him the most, and when&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; Yeye&lt;/span&gt; is around &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; wont want anybody to carry him expect his &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yeye&lt;/span&gt;. haha. Plus the funny part is when he is eating, he held on to his &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yeye's&lt;/span&gt; arms and wiped his mouth on his &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yeye's &lt;/span&gt;sleeves. haha. Super funny. The dinner wasnt too bad, quite full. And we headed back to &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;YeeMah's&lt;/span&gt; house to eat the birthday cake, Ice cream cake. On the way back, we were all being crazy in &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Korkor's&lt;/span&gt; car, we sang that&lt;em&gt; Mapoh&lt;/em&gt; song. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Korkor&lt;/span&gt; changed those lyrics and making it sound even funnier. We were just crazy. haha. The cake was nice, oreo oreo oreo. Reached home around 12am, watched my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;newloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; show and wento sleep. Oh, last Friday at &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;YeeMah's&lt;/span&gt; house we were looking through some old photos and it was super funny. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jiejie(2)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and me was laughing at our retarded hairstyles, retarded dressing and all the retarded actions we posed for the camera. haha. The scene of us looking through those old photos and talking about those past times were wonderful, so wonderful. &lt;em&gt;*beams*&lt;/em&gt; Plus, i must really apologise to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; regarding the jacket. I'm sorry dude, seriously sorry. &lt;em&gt;*frowns*&lt;/em&gt; Alright, i'm going back to my show now. Enjoy staring at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; picturesss below. Goodnight honey babies! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPFOKYphTI/AAAAAAAAANE/jmxSMwM_7-U/s1600-h/thePrincess-0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054100053936407858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPFOKYphTI/AAAAAAAAANE/jmxSMwM_7-U/s200/thePrincess-0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054097622984918226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPDAqYphNI/AAAAAAAAAMU/NDXsN2dhVbI/s200/thePrincess-0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPDuKYphOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uUV65ZcGxJM/s1600-h/thePrincess-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054098404668966114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPDuKYphOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/uUV65ZcGxJM/s200/thePrincess-0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPC4aYphMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/uU8_uHpXFtc/s1600-h/thePrincess-0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054097481250997442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPC4aYphMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/uU8_uHpXFtc/s200/thePrincess-0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Top left and right : obviously he is trying to snatch my phone away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bottom left and right : being blur when i said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"baby smile!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPEY6YphSI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zWn8nLTt4Gw/s1600-h/thePrincess-0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054099139108373794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPEY6YphSI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zWn8nLTt4Gw/s200/thePrincess-0126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054098576467657970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPD4KYphPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/MpFyvP2nk6k/s200/thePrincess-0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPEPaYphRI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KEd9VLT5VQ0/s1600-h/jayrel+0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054098975899616530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPEPaYphRI/AAAAAAAAAM0/KEd9VLT5VQ0/s200/jayrel+0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPEJaYphQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/1E2EPhNK6TQ/s1600-h/jayrel+0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054098872820401410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPEJaYphQI/AAAAAAAAAMs/1E2EPhNK6TQ/s200/jayrel+0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Top left : i dont know why he gave me that face too, before that he was laughing. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Top right : aint he handsome? &lt;em&gt;*winks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Bottom left : this picture looks like a self-shot he took himself huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Bottom right : again, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;priceless smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dont you just love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;laaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;*kisses*&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/25189249-2363298393333938699?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/2363298393333938699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=2363298393333938699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/2363298393333938699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/2363298393333938699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/never-say-goodbye.html' title='never say goodbye.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RiPFOKYphTI/AAAAAAAAANE/jmxSMwM_7-U/s72-c/thePrincess-0113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-4456637431957792704</id><published>2007-04-14T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T01:31:44.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the love we shared.</title><content type='html'>I wento &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; house on Friday and helped YeeMah prepare the ingredients for Penang Laksa. Was picking out bones from the fishies, and i tell you my hands smelt really bad after that. Smell something &lt;em&gt;fishy&lt;/em&gt; huh. haha. While doing those stuffs, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; was in his walker moving around, talking to himself, hitting the table and at times staring at me blankly. He is super cute, and when you say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"pai pai shou"&lt;/span&gt; (clap your hands)&lt;/em&gt; he'll put his hands together and try to clap, but unfortunately no sound laa. haha. But he is naughty, when we're talking and kinda neglected him, he'll pull the table cloth, scream and make noise. haha. Then YeeMah will say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"eh! beat beat huh!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The sweetest part is he'll grab YeeMah's hand and put it on his chest. haha. I tried a few times too, and yes really sweet laa. After &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;JieJie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Jayrel's mum)&lt;/em&gt; and me finish preparing those stuffs, YeeMah wento cook and we took a rest. Carried &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; and he bite my lips, saliva all over my lips which is quite disgusting. haha. But i still love him! He took his nap and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;JieJie&lt;/span&gt; and me chatted about lotsa stuffs. Dinner started around 7pm or so, and the Penang Laksa was really nice. Then &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; woke up and he was being noisy again. haha. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; was talking about weddings photo shoots and all, i was smiling and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"wah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;em&gt;ing &lt;/em&gt;as usual. And he said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"wah your head. your wedding is 10years later okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I know i know. haha. Around 11pm, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JieJie(2)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dennis Korkor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; and me went for prata at Sembawang. Hell loads of chatting from travelling to camera brands, to cars to weddings and the list goes on. When talking about wedding, i was being a retard smiling to myself and imagining lotsa stuffs again. Then &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dennis Korkor&lt;/span&gt; said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; "you see, Wynny starts to dream again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. Reached home around 1am and watched my&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; newloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; show. haha. Today was quite a &lt;em&gt;rot-at-home&lt;/em&gt; day for me, i did nothing useful. I wake up, eat my brunch, watch tv, surf the net, wento nap awhile and wento view my new house. &lt;em&gt;Heehee..&lt;/em&gt; There is a playground under my block, thats the part i love most. I dont know why. haha. And the &lt;em&gt;mama&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;papa&lt;/em&gt; shop under my block is cool, cause it sells the brand of potato chip that i love most. hahaha. Let's hope i'll love my new house more and get use to the enviroment asap. =) Alright, my show is starting soon. Till then. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&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/25189249-4456637431957792704?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/4456637431957792704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=4456637431957792704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4456637431957792704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4456637431957792704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-we-shared.html' title='the love we shared.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7980263051306918366</id><published>2007-04-12T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T04:00:22.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lover's concerto</title><content type='html'>Yeah baby! I just finish watching some funny videos and i tell you, i'm super crazy now. haha. Okay, today had tuition at 1pm and after tuition wento slacked at Sembawang with Chew. Sibei slack and totally lifeless man. haha. Oh, my &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;LaoDa&lt;/span&gt; is super cool can. He is somebody whom i respect the most and i wont wanto dissappoint him. I'll keep my promise, really. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I LOVE MY LAODA!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;=) &lt;/em&gt;Oh ya! While waiting for bus down to Sembawang just now, i was thinking if i should go visit &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; this weekend or not. Then my cell rang, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;JIEJIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(jayrel's mummy)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CALLED ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. She asked me to go over tmr to help YeeMah prepare the ingredients for Penang Laksa. Last week i just told YeeMah i missed her Penang Laksa and she said she'll prepare it when she is back from Ipoh. See, my YeeMah dont lie to me or break her promises. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woohoo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm a happy girl.&lt;em&gt; *screams and jumps*&lt;/em&gt; I promised Jiejie i'll sleep early today, but look at the time now 3:36am - Friday. haha. And just now i washed &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe's&lt;/span&gt; jacket, like finally. I was super scared because i'm in the back balcony, and i kept looking around to make sure no cats is around. haha. Quite scary and tiring, but tmr when the jacket is dry it will smell super nice. &lt;em&gt;*smirks*&lt;/em&gt; Alright, i shall turn in soon. Goodnight sweeties. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;JY Li : &lt;strong&gt;chao recruit!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. i'm sorry i totally forgot about the dates and stuffs, really sorry. you better take care of yourself okay and drink more water huh. i know everything that you said is true, because you never lie to me before. and yeah man, army makes you a better man. hahaha! i hope i can see a fit &lt;em&gt;zai &lt;/em&gt;after 2 weeks. hee... take care!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic : where'd you go? i miss you so. &lt;em&gt;*cries*&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/25189249-7980263051306918366?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7980263051306918366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7980263051306918366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7980263051306918366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7980263051306918366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/lovers-concerto.html' title='lover&apos;s concerto'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-3945317977723278607</id><published>2007-04-10T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:28.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone she stands.</title><content type='html'>Feeling kinda down now, i dont know why. Moodswings? I guess so. Had tuition today, it was really tired. I dont know why. After tuition i wento meet &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; at VivoCity, yes! She came out from JB, and we were super mad. haha. Reached VivoCity and met her friends, friendly people Tracy, Joyce, Teddy and MsCool&lt;em&gt;(i forgot her name)&lt;/em&gt;. Walked around VivoCity, grab the time to update each other's life and went crazy. haha. Really happy to see her, we had lotsa good times back in &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kermayang&lt;/span&gt;. Headed down to Bugis around 7pm, walked and slacked around Parco yak and yak non stop. I shall name the 6 of us &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666600;"&gt;Yanbulishou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(inside story)&lt;/em&gt;. haha. They left around 8:30pm and took bus back to JB. Oh.. I miss them. I've got something in my mind man, should i ask? Should i go? Can i go? I really wanto go.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Urghh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If i cannot go, i'll whine and cry my weekends away. Anyhow, last few days my house is like a warfield. My modem was &lt;em&gt;"stolen"&lt;/em&gt; away and kept for good. I flare my temper almost everyday and my tears roll out the moment i scream or shout. I just hate it laa. When you are angry, you fking vent your anger on me. When you are frustrated or irritated, you fking scold and blame me.&lt;strong&gt;Rrigghttt.&lt;/strong&gt; Everything you do is correct WHAT! I know you are stress, you thought i never think of any ways out? You thought i dont have any plans? Go, go ahead and say whatever you want. Bloody hell. I shall calm myself down and eat Kinder Brueno later. No worries, i'm fine. Till then. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rhuka6YphJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gL4SY6ISfnk/s1600-h/all_alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051812189282337938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rhuka6YphJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gL4SY6ISfnk/s320/all_alone.jpg" 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/25189249-3945317977723278607?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/3945317977723278607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=3945317977723278607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3945317977723278607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3945317977723278607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/alone-she-stands.html' title='alone she stands.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rhuka6YphJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gL4SY6ISfnk/s72-c/all_alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-6823074787012844041</id><published>2007-04-07T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T02:23:04.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>young at heart.</title><content type='html'>I woke up unwillingly at 10am because i have to pay the O'levels &lt;em&gt;fking&lt;/em&gt;examination fees today. Met &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic &lt;/span&gt;and wento pay the fees together, it was super warm there and we both were hell hungry. Thank god, it was quite a fast one. Ate LJS and went down to NSQ together with &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt;, slacked around the shop and yes, i'm gonna buy that jacket! And&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; LONSDALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; slippers! hahaha. Met &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Xueping &lt;/span&gt;and headed down to Bugis, walked around Parco while waiting for &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lynsey&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Xp&lt;/span&gt; was talking about guys who are 10years older than me. I was screaming and whining around, saying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"I dont like guys who are 10years older!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. You know i know huh. haha. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Rene&lt;/span&gt; came to join us too, &lt;em&gt;LOCOL&lt;/em&gt; huh. Walked over to the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Toy Museum&lt;/span&gt; and i was super excited laa. I was thinking, i wanted to go there with &lt;em&gt;*coughs*&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Zun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*coughs*&lt;/em&gt; or the future one. But nevermind, i still enjoy myself. haha. The admission fee was actually 10$ but i dont know why we all had 20% discount, so it was 7.50$. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woohoo~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Took the rocket lift up to 5th floor to look at OuterSpace toys, 4th floor - Characters &lt;em&gt;(e.g. Batman, Astroboy, Tintin)&lt;/em&gt; 3rd floor - Childhood favourites and lastly the 2nd floor for Collectables. The 1st floor dont have much stuffs, and the basement is a cafe. It was quite fun, like the &lt;em&gt;longlong&lt;/em&gt; hopscotch, the glass tiles that i was super afraid to step on it, making a fool there, childhood toys and all. haha. I dont mind going the second time. haha. We had Thai food for dinner, i dont know the name of the restaurant. Very much alike to Aroy Restaurant and East Coast Rd. Stepping into the restaurant reminds me of &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;GANBEH&lt;/span&gt;, i felt a prick on my heart when i think about him. I hope he can call back soon, please. At least let me know you are safe. Ahh nevermind, back to the food. The Tom Yum soup was nice, baby squids too. Walked to Suntec city, went to MSQ too. I went back to look for my colleagues, only 3 person working at night. Nice one huh. Around 9pm we all slacked at Burger King for some fries. I was quite tired by then. Headed back home around 10:15pm, i think &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lynsey's&lt;/span&gt; Samsung MP3 is cool laa dey. Alright, i did enjoy myself. I can cancel off the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Toy Museum&lt;/span&gt; trip off my wishlist now. Goodnight people. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up here -&gt; &lt;a href="http://wynny.multiply.com/photos/album/35"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toy Museum!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-6823074787012844041?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/6823074787012844041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=6823074787012844041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6823074787012844041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6823074787012844041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/young-at-heart.html' title='young at heart.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-6289080725009164995</id><published>2007-04-04T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T04:00:56.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is the beauty of the soul.</title><content type='html'>I started my day being disturbed, because &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aloysius Saw&lt;/span&gt; called me early in the morning at 10am. Too bad, you disturbed my sleep so i wont answer your call. haha. So i gave it a miss and wento sleep, being frustrated i off my phone and went back to sleep. Woke up around 2pm, bathed and i thought i should give a call back to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aloysius&lt;/span&gt; to ask what happen. Anyhow, at first it was quite nice talking to him about those good old &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; times, updating about each others life, laugh and get mad about the old job. haha. But till the marriage part it was abit &lt;em&gt;nehneh&lt;/em&gt;. We could have chatted about more logical stuffs if we minus away the &lt;em&gt;nehneh&lt;/em&gt; marriage thing. But okay, at least throughout the whole conversation there were some nice &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;hear-able&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; things. haha. Yeah laa, thanks okay. =) Prepared and wento town with my chummies, searched for presents and they went pooling till 9pm. Had our dinner at Kobayashi and all headed home. I missed my &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Aja GeumSoon&lt;/span&gt; today. Hurr.. nevermind. Mobtv. &lt;em&gt;hee`&lt;/em&gt; Thanks to this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;self claimed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; super cool guy for accompanying me on the phone when i'm going home. haha. I'm going back to school tmr, i hope i'll have a good time there. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh fuck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'm super fuming now. Sometimes guys are nuisance laa, i&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have to inform you about my whereabouts okay. I &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have to explain anything to you, and i &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have to report anything to you. You are in no position to question me, you are nobody to talk to me that way. Stop all this and dont be a nitwit. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wooo~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I'm feeling better now. Alright, i miss my bed now. Goodnight babies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&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/25189249-6289080725009164995?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/6289080725009164995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=6289080725009164995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6289080725009164995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6289080725009164995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-is-beauty-of-soul.html' title='love is the beauty of the soul.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-2939691699614052600</id><published>2007-04-03T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:49:55.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>till i get over you</title><content type='html'>Again, it's April a very very &lt;em&gt;CHOR&lt;/em&gt; month for me and my chummies because a few birthdayss coming up. haha. I caught &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Mr Bean's Holiday&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday with my cousins at J8. It was duperly funny man. haha. After the movie, train down to Marsiling to look for 8th Uncle and Aunt and we headed down to 6th Aunt house for dinner. Reached home around 9pm, bathed, online and i wento sleep at around 10pm. Again, it was super early. I haven slept so early since i stop schooling, because i dont need to wake up early. haha. But i was really tired that day, i slept till 3pm the next day. Rot my Monday away, thinking about alot of things and there goes my Monday. Today i had tuition and it was great, finally i'm going to town tmr. For the whole of last week, i din go out at all only on Sunday i went out for movie. Save quite alot huh. haha. Tmr am going to town, Thursday to school, Friday to soccer with &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Granzys&lt;/span&gt; wearing our new jerseys and Saturday cycling with the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OHs!&lt;/span&gt; I hope the cycling will be a success. &lt;em&gt;*crossing fingers*&lt;/em&gt; Our &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt; family is super high tech now, yeah email. &lt;em&gt;CCs and BCCs.&lt;/em&gt; haha. Was chatting with&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; Yen&lt;/span&gt; a few days back and he is coming to Singapore after his final year. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes yes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Qing&lt;/span&gt; might be coming out next week. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woohoo~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And &lt;em&gt;AIYA&lt;/em&gt;, you made me think love is a nuisance. I dont know what the hell you're doing now, but it just retarded. Maybe it's time for you to reflect and think about how to make things better or end everything now. You know who you are, go think carefully. Nope, i'm not in love or whatever shit. Alright, i'm back to watch my shows now. Oh ya, i've been neglecting someone for a long time. Sorry, i still love you my &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MMY&lt;/em&gt; boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =) Goodnight sweetsweet. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALOYSIUS SAW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4th April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(enjoy your birthday! i'm nice, i didn't put your age here. hahaha!)&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/25189249-2939691699614052600?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/2939691699614052600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=2939691699614052600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/2939691699614052600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/2939691699614052600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/till-i-get-over-you.html' title='till i get over you'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7031614578942516920</id><published>2007-04-01T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:29.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>higgledy piggledy</title><content type='html'>Good morning people. &lt;em&gt;(Time now: 10am) &lt;/em&gt;No, i know you are thinking if you should buy lottery today. Dont okay. And NO, i know today is April Fool and i'm not fooling anyone. Perish all thoughts. haha. I woke up at 8am quite willingly despite the fact that i slept at nearly 7am the previous night. Bathed and hopped onto my King's car and wento Yishun Columbarium, today is QingMing and we are all praying to my &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Emperor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(grandpa)&lt;/em&gt;. We were the first to reach there and none of my cousins or aunts and uncles were there, so i walked around and i regret for washing my hair. Because it's very smoky there and now my hair have got those smell,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;urgh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Around 9am, almost everyone was there and so the adults do those stuffs and we the younger ones stand aside and chat. haha. Younger ones - &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mister Guan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;AhZhou&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;AhHong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Chuan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Xueping jiejie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Xueling jiejie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ZhiMing korkor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Rene&lt;/span&gt; and me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Yeah, we rock!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. Actually some are not very young, one is already married - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;MisterGuan&lt;/span&gt; , another one is gonna get married soon - &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Chuan&lt;/span&gt; &amp;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;. haha. When it's time to burn those incense, the uncles handled the job over to us. haha. Each of us took a stack and started throwing it in, and i tell you it was super hot there. Bbqing, sun tanning oh... whatever, just super hot. haha. &lt;strong&gt;Super fun!&lt;/strong&gt; After that, we went back and they start to clear up the place and we all went home awhile later. &lt;strong&gt;Yeahyeahyeah!&lt;/strong&gt; I still think it's very fun. haha. I'm mad. Am going out later with my cousins! I'll get something back from Candy Empire later. =) Alright, i have to go take a nap now. Dont prank me today. haha. Till then. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovess`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048293745335783266" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" height="315" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rg8kahSQz2I/AAAAAAAAALs/_g3Un2IP6vw/s320/Forever_Isn_t_Long_Enough_by_My_Original_Sin.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-7031614578942516920?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7031614578942516920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7031614578942516920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7031614578942516920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7031614578942516920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/04/higgledy-piggledy.html' title='higgledy piggledy'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rg8kahSQz2I/AAAAAAAAALs/_g3Un2IP6vw/s72-c/Forever_Isn_t_Long_Enough_by_My_Original_Sin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-3719816443624316604</id><published>2007-03-30T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:29.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crying out loud.</title><content type='html'>Hurr... Damn. Just a few minutes ago i heard cat meowing outside my house&lt;em&gt;(time now 3:28am - Friday)&lt;/em&gt;, so i wento the door to look through the pinhole. And yes the cat was loitering around the corridor here, the meowing made my hair stand and send chill down my spine. Listen up, again, fking hell a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cat again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*screams*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then i wento lock all my door, main door, front and back balcony. I put a high cardboard at my kitchen's window, because it's connected to the back balcony. But while peeping at the kitchen, the black colour thing jumped in from the ledge!! There was nothing blocking the ledge because i was too afraid to go out to block it laa. So i whined and ran into my room and asked freako for help, at first he was saying he could do nothing. But i kept making noise in the room, and i din dare to wake my parents up. So freako decided to go to the kitchen to peep and make the meowing sound, trying to communicate with the cat. But after meowing a few times, he only got silence. So he wanted to open the back balcony door, i used my fastest speed to run into the computer room and lock myself in the room. After he check, he said the cat isn't there anymore and went back to the room. So i walked into my kitchen and shut my kitchen's door. Just a few days ago, a black cat came into my house&lt;em&gt;(am not sure if it's the same one)&lt;/em&gt;.What the hell. Cottage dont rock anymore. Sigghh... =( I'm living in fear man. And when i'm scared i have nobody to calm me down, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt; - sleep, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; - dont wanto disturb and working tmr, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic&lt;/span&gt; - playing games, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Chummies&lt;/span&gt; - sleeping and i guess the rest are all sleeping too. Calm myself down by listening to songs and eating &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LifeSavers&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Screw...&lt;/em&gt; I will ask my King to check the back balcony well tmr morning. If not, i'll never dare to step into the back balcony to do laundry or anything. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Narbei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Next time if i'm coming home alone late, i will need someone to accompany me up. I dont care, i will cry if you dont. Because i'm afraid if i come up alone and hear the meowing, i might fall and roll down the stairs. &lt;strong&gt;Urghh!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*screams, sceams, screams!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; At last &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic&lt;/span&gt; finishes his game, i can whine to him now. Till then. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgwinxSQzyI/AAAAAAAAALI/p8SRszIEVNo/s1600-h/P3220874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047447349015662370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgwinxSQzyI/AAAAAAAAALI/p8SRszIEVNo/s200/P3220874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgwjWhSQzzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ragKNvBN5mE/s1600-h/P3220875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047448152174546738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgwjWhSQzzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ragKNvBN5mE/s200/P3220875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgwjtRSQz0I/AAAAAAAAALY/XqnPTMfmY0U/s1600-h/P3220877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047448543016570690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgwjtRSQz0I/AAAAAAAAALY/XqnPTMfmY0U/s200/P3220877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgwkKhSQz1I/AAAAAAAAALg/lqiMqj9CsV4/s1600-h/P3220876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047449045527744338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgwkKhSQz1I/AAAAAAAAALg/lqiMqj9CsV4/s200/P3220876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;thank you for accompanying me when i'm scared.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*beams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/25189249-3719816443624316604?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/3719816443624316604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=3719816443624316604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3719816443624316604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3719816443624316604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/crying-out-loud.html' title='crying out loud.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgwinxSQzyI/AAAAAAAAALI/p8SRszIEVNo/s72-c/P3220874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-3995073223923480589</id><published>2007-03-27T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:19:14.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be the one i wait for everyday.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently waiting for my dinner and it's 10.30pm now, i shall blog and kill time. Had tuition today, learnt a new chapter, not too bad. I think my gastric is going to have problem soon, recently i kept eating pineapple, green apples, drinking lemon juice and eating those sour stuffs with an empty stomach. My Mum is gonna scold me if she knows i ate those stuffs with an empty stomach. haha. I will cut down slowly, suddenly i love eating green apple. I dont know why also. haha. Okay nevermind about that, i tell you, yesterday a black cat came into my house again. Again, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cat. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Narbei!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was in the computer room looking through some pictures and my Mum is napping in the room. Suddenly my side view have got some shadow moving, i turned.. and the nehneh black cat looked at me!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I screamed super loudly &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Mummy! got cat!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The cat U-turn and ran away&lt;em&gt;(yeah, my screamings actually scare the cat off.)&lt;/em&gt;, my Mum was shocked by my screamings and jumped out of her bed to &lt;em&gt;shoo&lt;/em&gt; to cat away. I stood on my chair and started whining, i can say if the cat dont run i'll prolly stand on the table or outside the window. haha. So my Mum walked around the house doing&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; "shooshoo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and banging those cupboards to scare the cat off. Know what, my main door was closed so that &lt;em&gt;nehneh&lt;/em&gt; cat came in from my back balcony. At first i was really afraid to step out of the room, so like a retarded i stepped out slowly checking the living room's corner, under the chair, behind the tv and my front balcony. Although i saw the cat running another direction, but still i wento check my room, flipping my blankets, using my bolster to slighlty hit on my pillow and jumping hard on my bed. This shows how much i'm afraid of cats huh. I din dare to go to the dinning room or kitchen alone. Till my King is back, i told him about it then i asked him to check the storeroom. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Area clear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phew~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; After that, i sat in the living room with my legs up and kept looking around. Dont laugh okay. I'm really scared laa! &lt;em&gt;*screams*&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ZexianBaby&lt;/span&gt; got 1st in school! &lt;strong&gt;Yeah!!&lt;/strong&gt; Clap for him please, he is really one smart ass. Last year he scored 7 straight A(s) for his exams and now he is the 1st. &lt;strong&gt;Woohoo!!&lt;/strong&gt; And maybe he might come to Singapore to take his A levels. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yes baby, study hard alright!&lt;/span&gt; =) Yippees! Dinner is finally back. Till then. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovess`&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/25189249-3995073223923480589?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/3995073223923480589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=3995073223923480589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3995073223923480589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3995073223923480589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/be-one-i-wait-for-everyday.html' title='be the one i wait for everyday.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-5981597252128012910</id><published>2007-03-25T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:29.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love is leaving.</title><content type='html'>This is so boring. How i wish i can get out of house now, go for supper, shopping at mustafa, boat quay or wherever i can have fun. Damn this &lt;em&gt;nerner&lt;/em&gt; life. I wento visit my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dowager &lt;/span&gt;today, and chatted with &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Xing&lt;/span&gt;. We've planned quite a number of things, i hope it'll go on smoothly. And yes, i need to get a job soon to stop all those noisy naggings. It's very irritating you know. If i get a job, at least i can avoid all these and live my life happily. I have to start studying for my Chinese O's already, two months to prepare. Although i really hate books and assesments, but i just have to bear with it for this 6months or so. After that, i can be free like a bird. I can travel to any place i want, do whatever i want. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Wynny, you better do well.&lt;/span&gt; =) And &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Jiejie's &lt;/span&gt;wedding is postponed again, supposedly it should be next year's January. But due to some problems, it's postpone to the year after. Aww... So sad man. *cries* But nevermind, by the time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will be a young handsome boy already. He might be the flower boy. haha. And i shall look forward to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Chuan's &lt;/span&gt;wedding this August. Yeah!! I hope &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; comes to Singapore on Good Friday, or better if she can come out and bring me into JB. haha. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanto go to the toy museum! Anybody? &lt;/span&gt;Alright, that's all for now. I am still living in the memories of last week. Bring me back, let me laugh till i cry and smile to sleep. Goodnight sweeties. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rga-y1MU8KI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aaLOk3pEJJA/s1600-h/2007-03-25-62045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045930212996739234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rga-y1MU8KI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aaLOk3pEJJA/s320/2007-03-25-62045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wedding piggiess from Ryan and Rosalind. =)&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/25189249-5981597252128012910?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/5981597252128012910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=5981597252128012910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5981597252128012910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5981597252128012910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-love-is-leaving.html' title='my love is leaving.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rga-y1MU8KI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aaLOk3pEJJA/s72-c/2007-03-25-62045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-5172495134701506517</id><published>2007-03-23T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:19:54.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy moments dont last forever.</title><content type='html'>Am back to blog again. Actually i thought of putting the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"shoutouts"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as my last entry and stop blogging, because i want the happy entry to remain there all the time. But those happy moments cant come back anymore, i can only just think of it and smile happily to myself. I cried the previous night, because i missed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kermayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alot. I cant stop thinking about the happy times there, the things i did there, i can remember everything i did there. I was feeling rather moody already, and my player played&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; TianShi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; sang this for me when i'm there. So tears started clotting around my eyes and i started crying like a dumb&lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt;. I start to reminisce about the things i did there during the two days, short but memorable. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt; said,to the extend of crying because i miss that place is too over.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Jonic&lt;/span&gt; says, it's like a beautiful dream that i would never wanto wake up. &lt;strong&gt;Yes yes.&lt;/strong&gt; I agree to both. I dont know why i missed that place so much. Too much love, perharps. I really hope i could go back real soon, i hope during November i can go back. I'm like a foreign student studying here, and missing my homeland so so much. I know, it's abit mad. But.. ahhh i dont know. Nothing can make me happy now, maybe a call from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kermayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can change everything. &lt;em&gt;Maybe.&lt;/em&gt; I guess i need more time to settle my mind down and get back into life. So bear with me for this few days or weeks huh. I wonder if anybody understand how i'm feeling now, and have anyone ever had this kinda feeling before. &lt;em&gt;Sigh..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Wynny, Cheer up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Alright, i shall go sleep now. Goodnight babies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up here --&gt; &lt;a href="http://wynny.multiply.com/photos/album/34"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AhKen's Wedding!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-5172495134701506517?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/5172495134701506517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=5172495134701506517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5172495134701506517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5172495134701506517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-moments-dont-last-forever.html' title='happy moments dont last forever.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-460608924281283279</id><published>2007-03-20T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:30.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoutouts to my love ones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AhKen : It's nice that we actually got closer and i dont think you're fierce anymore. You just look fierce but actually you are a good guy. For the whole of my 16years i've never talked to you so many times before and you've never approached me to start a conversation before. I'm really happy to talk to you so freely and happily. You look really cool and suave in the black suit, i couldn't stop staring at you. haha. I cant wait to see the baby. Take good care of yourself and treat &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BiaoSao&lt;/span&gt; well. =) See ya soon. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovesss`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BiaoSao : Welcome to our &lt;em&gt;bigbig&lt;/em&gt; family. I just knew you like a few days back and i think you are really pretty and kind hearted. When you first talked to me, i felt like we've known each other for a very long time. I would love to chat more with you, but time din allow me to do so. I guess, i'll see you at the end of the year. Do take care of yourself and the baby, plus scold &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AhKen&lt;/span&gt; if he snores loudly at night and disturbed your sleep. haha. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huggss and kisses`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun, thanks for the countless bike rides and &lt;em&gt;"long gais"&lt;/em&gt; . You know i'll miss you alot and your singing was great. Now my player kept repeating that song, and i'll think of the time when you sang and your friend strummed the guitar. I hope to see you soon, come to Singapore soon okay! I promise to bring you around to see &lt;em&gt;hothot &lt;/em&gt;girls! haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And to HuaGe, thanks for driving us back. It's been a tiring journey, and thanks for lending me your jacket, giving me warmth when i feel cold. Count yourslef lucky, i will wash it for you. I never wash clothes for a guy before except for my dad. Lastly, Thanks alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;huggss and lovess`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;AhBoy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing, hey sister! I miss you alot laa. Come to Singapore soon, shopping craze okay. I miss those late nights when you drive out just because you wanto have a puff, and i tagged along to accompany you and talked about our life. We talked our hearts out and had each others secret, only you know i know. haha. Thanks for protecting me against those drunkards tee kohs. I miss you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*kisses*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;AhBoy, thanks for your warm hospitality you rocks! Thanks for protecting me all the time from those drunk tee kohs too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huggss and lovess`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;AhKen's &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"brothers"&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; friendss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Thank you for giving me such fun time and thanks for all the entertainments. The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; brothers, thanks for letting me hop onto all your cars whenever i want and onto which ever i want. haha. Chatting with me and accompanying me throughout the journey, making sure the air con temperature isn't too cold for me. You brothers brighten up my morning! =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And all the friends, thanks for those fun times and calling my name loudly at the wedding hall just to catch my attention.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Wynny!! yo!" * raise hand and wave frantically!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. Yes, i did hear and see all your hands. Calm down okay. You all made me super paiseh infront of my relatives. haha. Waving like mad to me when i'm in the car, you guys must be retarded or blind. haha. You people are funny, but buay paiseh at all. Still, you guys made me smile and scream like a crazy girl. See you all again when i'm back in Kermayang. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;F1, i know i still owe you a drink. Thanks alot for being my chauffeur and innocently you admitted it. haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;All the friends and "brothers" mention above, i wont forget you guys. I promise! Take good care of yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huggss`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgAZH1MU8JI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AiU-hWk3YD0/s1600-h/CCF03212007_00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044059204983517330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgAZH1MU8JI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AiU-hWk3YD0/s320/CCF03212007_00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;Ken &amp;amp; YunFen 18.03.2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;p/s : A very memorable wedding and trip i ever had. I will always remember it. Thank you people. I know i sound like the one getting married. haha. Must read my entry below huh. Anyhow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you all okay. &lt;3&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/25189249-460608924281283279?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/460608924281283279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=460608924281283279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/460608924281283279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/460608924281283279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/shoutouts-to-my-love-ones.html' title='shoutouts to my love ones.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RgAZH1MU8JI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AiU-hWk3YD0/s72-c/CCF03212007_00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-1581884314416093503</id><published>2007-03-19T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T02:17:33.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sky of love.</title><content type='html'>This is boring. So boring back in Singapore, stupid sickness, retarded registerations and stuffs. I felt so loved, pampered and dote back in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kermayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Last time i wasn't really close to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AhKen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because i think he looks fierce, so we dont really talk much. And i always tell 7th aunt and others that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AhKen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; look so fierce and i dont dare to talk to him. haha. But after this wedding, i think we both got closer. &lt;strong&gt;Wooohoo!&lt;/strong&gt; We talked more, joked more, more eye contacts and smiled to each other more. haha. This is good, so so good. &lt;em&gt;heehee`&lt;/em&gt; I seldom hear him call my name, but the few days over there, yes i can hear him calling my name. hahaha! The first time when i heard him calling me, i was super happy and told myself &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"omg, AhKen called me! hahaha!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I know, i'm mad. But you know those feelings is priceless. =) I miss bike rides around the kampong, whenever i wanto go over to the new house i just tell &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;vvaaroom ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'm on the bike going out already. &lt;strong&gt;Yippeess!&lt;/strong&gt; They all know i love bike rides and i seldom get bike rides in Singapore, so whenever we need to make a trip out together ; the others will take the car while someone will bike me. haha. &lt;strong&gt;How nice!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; is the best, i stick to him all the time. He is my real god brother, my Mum&lt;em&gt; "god"&lt;/em&gt; him 4years back. haha. So when i dont help me do his things he will say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"sio ber.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(sister - in hokkien)&lt;/em&gt; haha. I dont mind staying over there or in Malaaca for long, it will be so wonderful. I spent my days over there laughing my day away, screaming happily on bike rides, smiling to sleep and look forward to the very next day's programme. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is life man!&lt;/span&gt; Alright, i'm going to my bed and reminisce on the good times i had over there. Pictures to be up soon. Goodnight sweets! Some shoutouts at the above post. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you all loads! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-1581884314416093503?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/1581884314416093503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=1581884314416093503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1581884314416093503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1581884314416093503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/sky-of-love.html' title='sky of love.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7697301760175059496</id><published>2007-03-18T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T03:24:35.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need you back here with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;18th March 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ah Ken's wedding Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th aunt woke me up at 6am, yes we're late. haha. 8th aunt and me were rushing and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; is already at the gate waiting to fetch us over for a quick breakfast. After breakfast, hopped onto the nicely decorated bridegroom's car. &lt;strong&gt;Wooohooo! &lt;/strong&gt;I love it. 8th aunt sat at the front, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;XiaoFei &lt;/span&gt;the driver, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AhKen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Me and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;AhGirl&lt;/span&gt; at the back. I felt like i'm the bride can. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AhKen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; looked really handsome with the black suit. I cant stop staring at him. Serious. haha. There were 6 other &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"brothers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cars behind us. The journey down to the bride's house was one and a half hours, plus &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;XiaoFei&lt;/span&gt; drove really fast too and blasting music. haha. Reached the bride's house and the&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;"sisters"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;starts to ask &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AhKen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for angbao and asking him to sing song and stuffs. Really funny. Left the bride's house around 9am and headed back, so now i cant take the wedding car back because the bride is taking that car. Then anyhow, i hopped into some&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; "brothers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; car and headed back. I kinda knew all of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"brothers",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because we saw each other the previous night. Reached back at 11am with firecrackers welcoming us, the normal ceremony started, tea ceremony, angbaos and all. haha. I love the angbaos session. Because all the younger ones gets angbao from the both of them, so when it's my turn,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; AhKen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; looked at me and said loudly&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"you must call loudly huh, if not no angbao for you."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Omg, i was so shy because so many relatives around. So nevermind, i called him and the bride loudly &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"biao ge! biao sao!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And tada, i got my angbaos. haha. Had some snacks and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; drove me out to get some stuffs and back to bath. The wedding &lt;strike&gt;dinner&lt;/strike&gt;, no i mean lunch was at 3pm. So went back to bathed and rest for awhile and went to the wedding hall. 55tables, super fun but warm. I din really eat much because i was busy taking photo, talking and laughing. haha. The &lt;em&gt;"yam seng"&lt;/em&gt; part was really fun, our table was the loudest. haha. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; sang 2 songs and we were cheering and shouting like mad for him. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AhKen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; friends table kept shouting my name which make me super paiseh but irritated. The lunch ended around 6pm and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AhKen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was drunk already. Of course laa, he went around tar-ing with his friends and relatives. Then he passed me all his angbaos and asked me to keep for him, i was so scared to be robbed. haha. All the relatives went over to the house to chat more and rest. While &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;AhBoy&lt;/span&gt;, 7th aunt and me stayed to clear some bills. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AhKen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; friends were drowning there and making lotsa noise. haha. Saw &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;F1&lt;/span&gt; and asked him to sent my aunties back, now we all call him &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;F1&lt;/span&gt;. He isn't that cold and quiet as i thought already. haha. After everything was settled, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; drove us back and i went into&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; AhKen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; room to see how was he. He was dead drunk lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. haha. His poor wife, my&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Biao sao &lt;/span&gt;cleaned up for him and joked about him being drunk. haha. Camwhored in the room with &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; was drunk too. No matter how noisy we were, he still can sleep. haha. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; and me were then called to look after the angbao money. So we both rested in the master bedroom to guard those money. haha. Went back to bath around 7pm and packed my stuffs, because we are leaving at 11pm. After bathing, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; drove me back, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;AhBoy&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Biaosao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was counting those angbaos money already. It was total madness in the room. Dinner was nice, 13 people happily enjoying. The scene is just so wonderful. =) After dinner was back to counting the angbao money again, 10 people squeezing in the room laughing and talking was really mad. I laughed till i cried, and 6th aunt's joke was super funny. haha. Time passed really fast and it was 10:30pm already, toilet breaks and we are out to wait for the bus back to Singapore. &lt;em&gt;Kop-ed&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe's&lt;/span&gt; jacket because Mum says it will be cold in the bus. Yes, i know, i will wash your jacket for you. Count yourself lucky, i never wash clothes for a guy before except my King. haha. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;AhBoy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; drove us out, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Biaosao&lt;/span&gt; stayed at home continue counting the money. Bidding goodbye to them was sad. =( Saw&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; XiaoFei&lt;/span&gt; at the coffeeshop, so we chatted for awhile and the bus came. Waved to them like mad in the bus, and it was sad to leave the lovely kampong. The journey back was tiring and sad, my neck was aching when i reach Singapore. I kept reminiscing the good times i had there. Reached home at 5am, checked my handphone, yeahh.. flooded. haha. Bathed and slept.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I really miss Kermayang alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*cries*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-7697301760175059496?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7697301760175059496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7697301760175059496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7697301760175059496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7697301760175059496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-need-you-back-here-with-me.html' title='i need you back here with me.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-1519610375559447202</id><published>2007-03-17T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T03:06:22.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much memories left behind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;16th March 2006 - 17th March 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ah Ken's wedding Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 9pm &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hua ge&lt;/span&gt; came to fetch us back to Msia. 8th aunt, 6th aunt, my Mum and me were in the car while &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hua ge&lt;/span&gt; is our chauffeur. haha. The trip back for 4hours plus the traffic jams and all, so they aunties were all sleeping and we both were chatting and listening to songs. The aunties were saying that &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe &lt;/span&gt;is slow in action, because the bridegroom is his younger brother. And &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; have yet to find a partner. Around 4am we reached our destination, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kermayang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Yeahyeahyeah!&lt;/strong&gt; Bathed and slept, i cant wait for the next day's programme. haha. Okay, so the next day &lt;em&gt;(Saturday - 17.03.2006)&lt;/em&gt; i woke up at 9am. Thanks to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hua Ge&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; AhBoy&lt;/span&gt; whom played CaoGe's song early in the morning. haha. We all were called up to have nice breakfast. So we all prepared and&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; AhBoy&lt;/span&gt; drove the aunties out for breakfast while&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; took me on a bike ride. We all had breakfast together and it was funny because the kampong was small and the Boss came out to ask who is getting married and who is the bride. They said &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; was the bridegroom and the Boss thought i am the bride because i sit beside him. Yeah, okay nice try. haha. It was fun to anyhow admit i'm the bride. haha. Went down to &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ZiLiang&lt;/span&gt;, another town, a 35minutes journey down and we all were singing in the car. Shopped over there and it was super warm laa. So &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(AhBoy's girlfriend)&lt;/em&gt; and me went back into the car to enjoy some aircon while the aunties continued shopping. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; and me talked alot and we click super well. Around 2pm we all went back to slacked and eat lunch. After lunch, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AhKen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(the bridegroom!!)&lt;/em&gt; asked &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun &lt;/span&gt;and me to accompany him down to &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ZiLiang&lt;/span&gt; to get flowers because the flowers he bought from KL was withered already. So again, we all went down to &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ZiLiang&lt;/span&gt; again. This time round we took 20minutes to reach there because the driver was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AhKen's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;friend and he drove kinda fast. So we named him &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;F1&lt;/span&gt;. And he was super quiet in the car. haha. After choosing the flowers, did some shopping and back to the house. On the way back &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AhKen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"later you all around 8pm go down to ZiLiang to get the flowers huh. I asked them to wrap already."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The three little kids behind werent listening to him but just camwhoring. haha. We were all smelly and sticky and cant wait to get home and bath. But &lt;em&gt;nehneh&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;F1&lt;/span&gt; said he wants to go back to take a shower first, so we all waited for him in the car. We were all making noise because &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;F1 &lt;/span&gt;bathed super slow and it's almost 7pm already. We have to get back to&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ZiLiang&lt;/span&gt; at 8pm. Reached back, alot of people were there already all my uncles and aunties. Was rushing to bath but thank god&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; said he'll go down to get the flowers, so we all can rest and eat dinner. haha. &lt;strong&gt;Hoooray!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; took her clothes and drove me to another house which 7th aunt rented for us to stay, bathed there and i tell you the moment the water were splashed on my body it was super nice!! haha. After we both prepared went to &lt;em&gt;blahh &lt;/em&gt;and drove back to the house and had dinner. &lt;strong&gt;Yeah!&lt;/strong&gt; Played with &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun's&lt;/span&gt; guitar and he called his friends over and we started singing session. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun &lt;/span&gt;sang &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TianShi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;while his friend strum the guitar. &lt;strong&gt;Woohooo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Good job my brother!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Bike rides from &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; were fantastic, he knows i want long rides around the kampong so he took me around. When i asked him &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"where we going?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He say &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;i thought you wanto go far far?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha. &lt;strong&gt;Yeah baby!&lt;/strong&gt; Heard from 7th aunt that i have to wake up at 5am the next day and follow &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AhKen&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;down to the bride's house. I was so excited man! haha. Tea session with &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chun's&lt;/span&gt; friends and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing &lt;/span&gt;around 2am, and we were all mad laughing our lungs out. haha.Went back to help them clear the buffet and clean up, then played memory game with mahjong. Tried on &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AhKen's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; long sleeves shirt while &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; was helping him to iron it. The room was really cold, so i put on &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe's&lt;/span&gt; jacket and played around. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HuaGe&lt;/span&gt; saw it and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"missy, nice jacket huh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; heee`&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AhKen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friend's were noisy, kept asking about my whereabouts and stuffs. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Qing &lt;/span&gt;asked me to accompany her out,so drove out and slacked then she drove me to the new house and slept. Very happy and enjoyable night, i can smile to sleep. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love everyone there! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-1519610375559447202?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/1519610375559447202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=1519610375559447202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1519610375559447202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1519610375559447202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/too-much-memories-left-behind.html' title='too much memories left behind.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-5294911332019010303</id><published>2007-03-16T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:05:09.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly high.</title><content type='html'>I shall take the last 20minutes to blog, because of&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Joanna&lt;/span&gt;! haha. Watched Just Follow Law in the early afternoon. Super Singapore show. 8$ to see Fann Wong scold &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Narbei!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yes indeed! She said it twice, so one&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; "Narbei!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from her is 4$. haha. Finally i have finish packing all my stuffs, i'm super lazy and tired now. Hua Ge's car better have some nice music to entertain me through out the whole journey. =) I'm leaving Singapore soon! Am leaving for good. Yeahh!! Finally this day have come, free like a bird now. Oh ya, my Mum is still deciding when to come back to Singapore. Wynny chants &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"not so soon! stay there longer!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. I wont bring my phone with me, but you guys can still flood my inbox. haha. Angel, you can flood my inbox with all your protections and &lt;strong&gt;"LOR!"&lt;/strong&gt; haha. Make sure your wings can protect me. haha. Jonic, flood huh. Anybody piss you off, message me i'll cool you down when i'm back. haha. Pray that i will come back in good condition, meaning no mosquitoes bites. I'll be more than happy if those idiotic mosquitoes dont attack me when i'm sleeping. haha. Alright! Byebye my &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MMY&lt;/em&gt; boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Goodnight sweetheart. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v603/wynny/thePrincess-0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;xoxo&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/25189249-5294911332019010303?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/5294911332019010303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=5294911332019010303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5294911332019010303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5294911332019010303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/fly-high.html' title='fly high.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-5024443978966098631</id><published>2007-03-14T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:30.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a single day here for me.</title><content type='html'>Today's Mood : &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mixed!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man! One more day of tuition tmr and next week i can resume back to the usual 2 lessons per week routine. haha. Wento Popular to get some assessments with my tuition teacher after tuition, it was fun i tell you. The first time we went out together, to.. get books. haha. I bought myself one super cool book, will blog about it when i read more. Cabbed home from Northpoint, okay, i know dont nag at me because i'm rushing for time. =) Threw those books on my table and went out to meet &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt;, i could just doze off while waiting for that super slow bus please. Headed down to Sembawang and slacked there for like 30minutes, called &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SingWah&lt;/span&gt; and met him at Khatib's NewYork Pizza. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SingWah&lt;/span&gt; have got wings!!!&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Jonic&lt;/span&gt; and me gave him a new name, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Chao Turtle&lt;/span&gt;. This might be his name for emergency drill, so next time if you see &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Chao Turtle"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; flashing on your tv, pick up your phone and call me okay! haha. And during POP if i am present there, i might say&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"hey there, that chao turtle's platoon marching now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. I sound so bad huh. But &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SingWah&lt;/span&gt;, you know i wont do that. haha. After dinner, slacked under our old place and left around 10pm. &lt;strong&gt;Scream!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wanto kill me, he dont mind to be in jail for that, and he said he wants to be my Angel. haha. You know who you are huh. I dont expose you, then you dont kill me okay. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set huh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) I was blog hopping and to my amazement i din know there were still some brainless people around. Replicating the way i do things, blog, address people and all. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;You brainless or what?&lt;/em&gt; I bet you read my blog everyday to master my blogging style and all those shit. haha. Are&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;feeling scared while reading this? Is &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;heart thumping super fast now like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"omg omg omg, is Wynny talking about me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;*evil laughters*&lt;/em&gt; Now, the answer is very obvious already what.&lt;strong&gt; KuKu brain!&lt;/strong&gt; Like what my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt; said, i shouldn't get pissed off with this kinda &lt;em&gt;bo tao nao&lt;/em&gt; people. haha. I cant remember what else i have for tmr's plan, colour : plain white. Alright, be good and sleep early. Goodnight darlings. Let's hope my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MMY&lt;/em&gt; boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had the same dream too. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfhPNEHcteI/AAAAAAAAAKI/XShul8UZWsc/s1600-h/ben6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041866868703147490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfhPNEHcteI/AAAAAAAAAKI/XShul8UZWsc/s320/ben6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Chao Turtle!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Singwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfhQZUHctgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/05PtMEoD4-k/s1600-h/ben4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041868178668172802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfhQZUHctgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/05PtMEoD4-k/s320/ben4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sing Wah's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;"wings"&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-5024443978966098631?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/5024443978966098631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=5024443978966098631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5024443978966098631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5024443978966098631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-single-day-here-for-me.html' title='not a single day here for me.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfhPNEHcteI/AAAAAAAAAKI/XShul8UZWsc/s72-c/ben6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-1461309427998869209</id><published>2007-03-13T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:31.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>way back into love.</title><content type='html'>St. James club is cancelled away from the list today, because being a retarded i told my Mum the wrong dates and she thought i anyhow bomb her those dates. So ya, nevermind. There goes the free clubbing, there goes the V.I.P shit. &lt;strong&gt;Urgh!&lt;/strong&gt; Nevermind, at least i get to watch tv, drink plenty of water and rest well. Nice huh, recuperating. haha. Anyhow, Sunday i wento &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Clinic&lt;/span&gt; to club with Nehneh, Melvin, Alex and Chew. The dance floor was small, and at first it was so boring. Around 12plus, we went out and they bought alcohol while we sat along the rivers feeling emo. Went back to the club, everyone went super high except Melvin. Danced around, saw Sam, Weiren and gang. We all danced together, bua together, screaming, shouting. Super fun laa. The party ended at 3am, and cabbed over to Chew's house, supper, bathed and slept. I was hit by Melvin when i was sleeping, it really shocked me laa. haha. Woke up around 5pm, watched tv, bathed and waited for Mum to fetch me for dinner. Dinner was nice, but my King hurt me. All his words pierced right through my heart, and tears cant stop flowing out. He know i'll cry at the tiniest bit of thing he say, he know he cant raise his voice at me, he know if he talks to me in a different tone i will cry too. But why is he so harsh yesterday? I know he is stress, i know cottage stuffs is making him very stress. &lt;strong&gt;Urghh..&lt;/strong&gt; I dont know. Today i dreamt of somebody, how nice and sweet. hahaha. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Second time, Wynny, Second time!! More more more!&lt;/span&gt; I dont mind, so cute laa dey. I will go mad. &lt;em&gt;heeee`&lt;/em&gt; Tmr am having tuition again, then going to get books with my teacher, then meeting &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SingWah&lt;/span&gt;. Oh.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SingWah&lt;/span&gt; is going in to the army on Thursday morning. So fast laa. haha. Yesterday i wan chatting with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic&lt;/span&gt; about the previous time he came to Singapore, which was 10 bloody years ago. haha. Lotsa fun, lotsa memories. haha. I wanto buy a new super slim digital camera, and i wanto buy new handphone! But i know, i have to work and save those moolahs and buy it myself.&lt;em&gt; *screams*&lt;/em&gt; Plusplus, stop asking about my MSN nick, i'm not in love or back into love or whatever shit. It's the movie theme for Music and Lyrics. So just shut up and dont ask so much okay. Goodnight sweeties. I think my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MMY &lt;/em&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is hot. =) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfbZOEHctdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/aNqKngFlBKM/s1600-h/Together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041455668534228434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfbZOEHctdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/aNqKngFlBKM/s320/Together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;are we together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-1461309427998869209?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/1461309427998869209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=1461309427998869209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1461309427998869209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1461309427998869209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/way-back-into-love.html' title='way back into love.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfbZOEHctdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/aNqKngFlBKM/s72-c/Together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7355273219835757883</id><published>2007-03-10T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T02:15:51.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't wanna hear you say her name.</title><content type='html'>Went Partyworld with some of the chummies, super fun! &lt;strong&gt;Sing your lungs out man!&lt;/strong&gt; I woke up super early at 10am, for singing, i will wake up. hahaha. After singing session, met Minister and walked to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Godma's&lt;/span&gt; house, super warm laa. Watched some shows and i wento take a nap, i was being disturbed laa. &lt;strong&gt;Urgh..&lt;/strong&gt; Nerner. Around 7plus, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Godma&lt;/span&gt; woked me up. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woohoo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was shocked, i walked out of the room and most of them were eating already. With my blur and retarded sleepy look, i wento greet my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dowager &lt;/span&gt;and started eating. I couldn't finish the food, i feel so guilty for that. haha. Serious laa, because i always finished up that traditional Hakka mixed rice. haha. I felt super pampered, because i asked Wj to buy one packet of chips for me but Godpa bought 4 big packets for me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woooohooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; How nice right. heeheee. Slacked in the room and had those chips, yes, scold me. Cannot finish the rice but happily eating those chips huh. heehee. The OH girls start to discuss about what movie to watch, because we were bored. After we were settled with movies, we &lt;em&gt;psycho-ed&lt;/em&gt; Hazel to go with us. She had a hard time thinking of how to tell her AhMa. Then Lynsey had a hard time thinking of how to ask her Dad for the car too. Super funny!  But in the end, everything was successful. haha. Watched  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MUSIC AND LYRICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, very very nice. Go watch it! Enjoyable night! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovess`&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/25189249-7355273219835757883?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7355273219835757883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7355273219835757883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7355273219835757883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7355273219835757883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-wanna-hear-you-say-her-name.html' title='i don&apos;t wanna hear you say her name.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-8614511097953220288</id><published>2007-03-09T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:31.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clear the mess you made in my life.</title><content type='html'>I just reached home from Uncle FeiChang's house, my King's golfing friend. His house was at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BayShore Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, so so big and cosy. I love it. A few other uncles went there too, so it was fun. After dinner was mahjong, Mum, Mrs Li, Uncle David and me. It was an automated mahjong table, you dont have to shuffle those tiles. After one game, just press the button and push all the tiles into a hole and press the button again to close it, then after 2 seconds another set of mahjong is all stacked up properly. hahaha. Good investment. My Mum might be buying that, after we're out of cottage. haha. &lt;strong&gt;Cool!&lt;/strong&gt; After mahjong was drinking session, joking around and laughing. Went out to the balcony and i could see Marine Parade so clearly, plus the wind was so strong. Shooting MV huh. haha. It was really fun. Yesterday, wento celebrate &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Nehneh's&lt;/span&gt; birthday, had Pizza Hut for dinner. 12 people, all present. How cool. We had lotsa fun together, and everyone was super steady. I&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; them! Will post those pictures when i load them into the computer. =) My parents are going to Kuantan this Sunday, and they asked if i wanto go along. Oh my god, freaking &lt;em&gt;eight and a half hours&lt;/em&gt; of travelling journey. No way man. I rather sleep and rest my aching feets. haha. Tmr am having gathering at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Godma's &lt;/span&gt;house and in the morning am going to Partyworld with some of my chums. &lt;strong&gt;Woohoo~&lt;/strong&gt; I'm easily irritated recently, my temper sucks. But i think it's good, because i've tolerate too much and i think someday i'll die because of that. Why ask when you dont even care? Do you even care? &lt;strong&gt;IF YOU DONT BOTHER, DONT ASK.&lt;/strong&gt; I repeat, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DONT ASK!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dont ask me too many questions, irritating questions. I just hung up the phone with &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jy&lt;/span&gt;. =) Thanks dude. You made me smile and i'm very touched by those words you said to me. After so many years, you still remember every single thing and those dates&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(for the dates, i also remember laa. haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;You rocks!!&lt;/span&gt; Alright, 10am tmr. Goodnight darlings. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfG9QUHctcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/YylBbAhN_cQ/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040017545979803074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfG9QUHctcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/YylBbAhN_cQ/s320/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY NEHNEH/EDWIN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s : i'll be nice to you in public! hahaha.&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/25189249-8614511097953220288?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/8614511097953220288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=8614511097953220288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/8614511097953220288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/8614511097953220288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/clear-mess-you-made-in-my-life.html' title='clear the mess you made in my life.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RfG9QUHctcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/YylBbAhN_cQ/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-1087956140710446659</id><published>2007-03-08T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T15:18:47.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more draggy love games.</title><content type='html'>I couldn't go online for the past few days because of the unpaid bills. So ya, i paid for the bills. Hell shit &lt;em&gt;188$&lt;/em&gt; all at one shot, because for the last few months nobody wanted to pay. Fine, there goes my &lt;em&gt;188$&lt;/em&gt; not coming back anymore. &lt;strong&gt;Screw!&lt;/strong&gt; And i tell you, my nights were super boring without internet. I read scopey books, paint my nails and sleep. I going out almost everyday, this adds on to my expenses. I dont take allowances from my parents since last November, so i cannot be a spenfthrift. You know i'm not one. hahaha. But yesterday hopping around DFS was a wrong decison, i wanto buy that &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Gucci &lt;/span&gt;tote bag so so much and the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fendi's&lt;/span&gt; keychain. Aww... i have to work and save now. Maybe i might change my decision and invest on other things, but for the moment it is still the above two. It's 3pm now, and it's weird for me to blog in the noon but i'm just bored. Had 3 days of tuition this week and next week, and next up will be my kampung girl life. &lt;strong&gt;Wooohooo!&lt;/strong&gt; Not much of a real kampung life, but just a kampung life. Dont bother if you dont get it. hahaha. I am going out later to celebrate my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nehneh Edwin's&lt;/span&gt; birthday with all my chums. I have to go prepare soon.. I made some decisions to throw something out of my life, and i make sure i do it. I'm not gonna let it spoil my limited youth. I'm not gonna waste my tears crying for someone, not gonna pin high hopes and die flat in the end, and lastly i wont believe in promises from now on. Empty promises ? I'll chop you up. I am very nice actually, i dont sound that mean. hahaha. I know, i'll bang myself on the walls later. Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-1087956140710446659?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/1087956140710446659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=1087956140710446659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1087956140710446659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1087956140710446659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-more-draggy-love-games.html' title='no more draggy love games.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-700111997844715991</id><published>2007-03-04T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:32.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you dont appreciate at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday i stayed over at &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; house and it was super fun. Woohooo~! Mum drove me over around 6pm, waited for &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Korkor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Jayrel's papa)&lt;/em&gt; to be home and get ready. Meanwhile, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; took a nap, he look super cute. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Korkor&lt;/span&gt; was back, and he wento play GodFather around 7:30pm &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; woke up, prepared and we all set off to Uncle Ping's house. There were around 15 people there, big family eh. haha. 7th Aunt was out from Kermayang to get some clothes for AhKen's wedding. Dinner was superb, and after dinner was cutting birthday cake because it's QinYu's birthday. They said &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Hau&lt;/span&gt; and me were couple, cause our tops were almost the same. haha. They call him my darling. Cousins laa dey. &lt;strong&gt;Laughsss!!!&lt;/strong&gt; We all started gambling and everyone went crazy. Around 10pm, we left UnclePing's house and all headed back to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; house. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The aunties were having fashion show in 8th aunt's room, the young ones were at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; room. Then &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; room was restricted because he is sleeping. haha. After that, the aunties started mahjong session,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; Jiejie's&lt;/span&gt; room became a smoking room. Those smokers came up automatically and smoked there together. I was trying out on her audition, my hand was retarded. haha. Ordered Macs around 3am, and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Jiejie(2)&lt;/span&gt; and me were watching Hana. Super ganchiong. Slept around 6:30am, when i woke up around 3pm i was shock to see &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dennis Korkor&lt;/span&gt; sleeping beside &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt;. Because the bed was actually &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; and me but suddenly he appeared there. haha. Bathed and prepared,&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Dennis Korkor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; and me went out to Khatib to have brunch. We three were wearing&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red&lt;/span&gt; colour top. Family wear. I'm like their children. hahaha. After brunch, trained down to CWP and shopped around and had &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;GELARE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yumyum!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Met the same big group of people for dinner again. I love this kinda feelings. Everyone gather together and have dinner happily, joking around and all. heehee... After dinner, was gambling session at my house. Super mad. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Hau&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt; lost alot, i too lost abit. &lt;em&gt;Nehneh...&lt;/em&gt; Nevermind, one year one time. hahaha. Today was the first time &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; came to my house too, i love kissing him. &lt;strong&gt;Woooo!&lt;/strong&gt; He is one teekoh pek, he is a breast attacker. haha. But i still love him alot, his smiles and laughters were priceless. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love Baby Jayrel!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Let's hope we all could meet up next week again for dinner. &lt;strong&gt;Yippeesss!&lt;/strong&gt; Alright, Goodnight babies! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ResCQHDeAaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/spLvMk6eZZA/s1600-h/thePrincess-0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038123083938791842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ResCQHDeAaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/spLvMk6eZZA/s320/thePrincess-0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sexaye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(dont he look like the baby in the poster behind him?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ResCbnDeAbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ciXwFW72zak/s1600-h/thePrincess-0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038123281507287474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ResCbnDeAbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ciXwFW72zak/s320/thePrincess-0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;priceless smile. *kiss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ResCkXDeAcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BP2ssA6yKKo/s1600-h/thePrincess-0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038123431831142850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ResCkXDeAcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/BP2ssA6yKKo/s320/thePrincess-0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;snowcap. what's up baby!&lt;/span&gt;&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/25189249-700111997844715991?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/700111997844715991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=700111997844715991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/700111997844715991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/700111997844715991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-dont-appreciate-at-all.html' title='you dont appreciate at all.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ResCQHDeAaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/spLvMk6eZZA/s72-c/thePrincess-0065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-5070659189974105001</id><published>2007-03-02T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T03:40:23.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spread your angelic wings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*jumps and screams*&lt;/em&gt; I am a happy girl today. heehee.. Haven been so happy for a long time, super super happy laa. Let's just hope, it wont just stop here. Please... I pray, seriously. I'd do anything and everything, just for this to continue. =) Anyhow, i went town with Chew and Nehneh today. It was raining, so wento rent umbrellaas, and walked around town. Nehneh and me were so so crappy, buay tahan. haha. My legs were super painful, i wore heels for shopping. haha. I am a retard. Then headed down to Novena together with Chew to look for her cousin and walked around and went home. I forgot to buy contact lens solution, and i've got nothing to use tmr. Let's see how i wear my lenses tmr huh. haha. Then just now &lt;em&gt;webcam-ed&lt;/em&gt; and chatted using mic with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Qizhi &lt;/span&gt;through &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SKYPE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Woohooo~ Super fun!&lt;/strong&gt; He was playing around with the webcam, while i chat with his daddy. I've got a trip coming up, i'm deciding about it. Hmmm.... And on MSN just now, Mister &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ChangDa&lt;/span&gt; suddenly asked if i wanto chat on the phone. So yeah, we chatted on the phone and we talked about some japanese shows and cars stuffs. He've got a liscence now, and he do drive often. That is so super cool! 20 years old. hahaha. If possible, i would wanto tag along with him tmr or some other day. heehee. I hope he will feel better after talking to me, and i hope he will cheer up real soon. =) I received a call from &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Korkor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Jayrel's papa)&lt;/em&gt; just now, and he punk'd me!&lt;em&gt; Narbei!&lt;/em&gt; He called in using a private number and said he wanto know me and got my number from somebody. I was so gonna scold and shout already, then i found the voice was so familiar.I shouted &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Korkor!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Tmr's dinner is at UnclePing's house, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; will be going over too. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Scream, yes, scream!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hahaha. Alright, i cant be so crazy at this time. I have to calm myself down and go to sleep. Goodnight babies! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Uncle Henry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You will always be in my heart. I could still remember, everytime when i see you in school, you'll asked about my studies and asked me to give my best and work hard. There was this one time, you played chapteh with my classmates. I told myself "oh.. uncle henry is still young and energetic." Your sudden long term MC shocked me, and i was lost for words and i knew what happen. I din wanto believe that such a nice person like you will have those illness. I thought you were gonna recover and go back to school again. Never did i thought that this day would come, and you left us so suddenly. Uncle Henry, you will always be missed. May you rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt; &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/25189249-5070659189974105001?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/5070659189974105001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=5070659189974105001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5070659189974105001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5070659189974105001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-number-one-superman.html' title='spread your angelic wings.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-6734979287143460714</id><published>2007-03-01T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T04:07:22.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saviour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;LONG POST, BUT IT'S A &lt;u&gt;MUST READ!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be my scariest day ever, i reckon. Just now when i was happily webcam-ing with &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt;, my King shockingly said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; "ehh wynny, why.. why got a cat here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(he was in the living room and i was in the computer room.)&lt;/em&gt; I thought it was some retarded plush toys or so, then he repeated again. I screamed like mad, and cried because i was super scared. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; could hear me screaming through the mic, both&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; Minister&lt;/span&gt; and her could see me crying like a dumbfuck. My feets went super jelly please and my heart was thumping so fast. My King wanted to shoo the cat away, and i was in the computer room stand behind the half closed door. Because i'm afraid when my King shoo that cat away, it will run in and i'll prolly turn the whole house upside down. haha. So my King tried to shoo the cat, it's a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cat and &lt;em&gt;cheeseebyee!&lt;/em&gt; It ran the computer's room direction, i quickly close the door and thank god that stupid cat din bang onto the door and i din hurt it. So i jumped up the chair, continued crying, scolding countless vulgarities to calm myself down and at times wailing for my King to ask if he'd chased away the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cat. I was so afraid that it might run into my room and climb up my bed or hide in some corners of my room, or run into the toilet, or maybe my parents room. I start to imagine alot, like maybe the cat ran into my back balcony and jump into the window that lead to the computer room, i will hide in the waredrobe. I dont care. Or maybe, it ran into the toilet and while i'm peeing, it start to meow. I will stand on the toilet bowl and scream, seriously. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn you, nehneh cat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; After a few minutes, my King said he caught the cat brought it to the lobby. I was still scared, so i opened the door and shouted for my King and he assured me that it was really gone. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooohoo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I tell you how my King caught the cat. &lt;strong&gt;Listen up yo!&lt;/strong&gt; Remember the cat ran into the computer room's direction but i shut the door, so it &lt;em&gt;u-turned&lt;/em&gt; and ran out to the balcony. My King wento the balcony and the cat din dare to jump down so it stayed at one corner. And thank god, it din jump into the balcony's pond and gobble up those fishies. Then my very brave King use a fish net to &lt;em&gt;"kap"&lt;/em&gt; onto the cat. &lt;strong&gt;hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt; I think that was super funny. Okay, then my King got the cat and carried it down to the lobby.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt; Salutes to my King!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; *cue heroic music*&lt;/em&gt; If i'm alone at home, i really dont know what to do. My King is my saviour. haha. But still, i'm really scared laa. The thought of it made my heart tremble and my feet became jelly. &lt;em&gt;Nehneh.&lt;/em&gt; I really dont know how the hell that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cat came up to my house. So from now on, i'll shut my front and back balconys door, computer's room windows and my main door unless somebody is at home with me. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So you cats or whatever shit, dont try coming into my house and di siao okay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm still kinda afraid to go to the living room alone now, and my room. I only feel safe in the computer room. haha. I'm mad. I feel sorry for the cat, because i think my screamings were shockingly scary, and when my King told me it dare not jump down the balcony i felt abit heart aching like i almost killed a cat. Haiya, but i really scared of cats you know. All my closed ones will know, i'm freaking scared of cats and i'll look crazy trying to avoid those cats or &lt;em&gt;shoo-ing&lt;/em&gt; it away. My King is flying off tmr, to &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;FuZhou&lt;/span&gt; and will be back on Tuesday. Now i still think my King is super brave, so cool. haha. Alright, my sore throat is almost recovering already but my flu is still dangling there. And today's dinner was McWings plus upsized fries so yeah, see how i die tmr laa. Goodnight sweeties. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic : oh my god, you better sleep earlier okay. if not you'll collapse one day and i might be the one to be blamed. and the scene of your gf using a 555 chopper to chase me around will really be up. so, you be good and sleep early okay. =))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*misses*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-6734979287143460714?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/6734979287143460714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=6734979287143460714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6734979287143460714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6734979287143460714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/03/saviour.html' title='saviour.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-1442258628675847536</id><published>2007-02-28T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:33.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you dont care at all.</title><content type='html'>I'm so high now, playing with the webcam and mic. This is going crazy. hahaha. My King and Queen was kinda excited to use it also, i think. haha. People, webcam with me in MSN okay? haha. Went out with &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic &lt;/span&gt;to get the webcam and mic. It was raining heavily when we wanted to go out, so she took a cab over to my house, picked me up and we headed down to Vivo City. The cab fare was a &lt;em&gt;chorbei!&lt;/em&gt; Lunched at Asian Kitchen, another &lt;em&gt;chorbei&lt;/em&gt;. Bought for stuffs and head down to Plaza Singapura and slakced there. haha. I was only left with 10$. &lt;strong&gt;Chor-day!&lt;/strong&gt; The whole of previous night i was bloody coughing like a retard, i climbed up my bed around 4am and i think i slept around 6am or so. I coughed super badly, my throat is gonna burst anytime and maybe i might cough blood out. hahaha! And my whole body aches like hell for the whole of yesterday, especially my back. The feeling is so sucky, screw! Yesterday's mood wasnt really good, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;COTTAGE rocks&lt;/span&gt;, seriously. I hate to think about it, it just spoil my mood. Urghhh.. I miss eating &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Famous Amos&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I miss chips, fries, spicy wedges, chocolate, RAMLY burger, marshmellow and lastly &lt;strong&gt;CHURROS&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I really miss eating &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHURROS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can, the last time i ate was in Taiwan. Oh ya, DragonBoat's training is back again. &lt;strong&gt;Pom!!&lt;/strong&gt; I hope we all will be still in the same team, i dont mind those 2 boyboys. We shall rock the boat real hard, and&lt;strong&gt; Pom &lt;/strong&gt;our lungs out. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wooohoo~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I wanto watch &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Just Follow the Law&lt;/span&gt;! Anyone?? haha. I wanto see Fann Wong scold &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"narbei!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; laughs!! I cant wait for AhKen's wedding.. Imagine biking around in the kampong, going into the rubber plantations for fun, and the list goes on. Kampong girl. heee.. Alright, i gotta sleep now. Tuition at 2pm tmr. Goodnight sweetsweet. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ReXiJQExxvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Z_nOt2VuXYc/s1600-h/PB300409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036680406845474546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ReXiJQExxvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Z_nOt2VuXYc/s320/PB300409.JPG" 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/25189249-1442258628675847536?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/1442258628675847536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=1442258628675847536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1442258628675847536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/1442258628675847536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-dont-care-at-all.html' title='you dont care at all.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ReXiJQExxvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Z_nOt2VuXYc/s72-c/PB300409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-506425024815059743</id><published>2007-02-26T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T04:43:18.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let us be set free together.</title><content type='html'>I'm having seriously bad sore throat and cough now. I thank god that my flu was much better already, because i couldn't sleep well with that &lt;em&gt;fkup&lt;/em&gt; blocked nose. And now i'm coughing like some old woman, i'm gonna die so soon because i'm still eating those heaty cny goodies, eating rocher and still... &lt;strong&gt;pineapple tarts!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. I guess it was the pineapple tarts which started my sore thoart. There is a chinese saying&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"yi du gong du"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; like if you're having sore throat, eat those stuffs that will worsen your sore throat. hahaha! Okay, &lt;strong&gt;die &lt;/strong&gt;Wynny &lt;strong&gt;die!&lt;/strong&gt; I sound like Anita Mui now, plus my flu i think my voice will be like Cai Qing tmr. haha. I wento &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; house just now, and he is very very noisy. Gambled with all of them and we went super mad, both my YeeMah&lt;em&gt;(s)&lt;/em&gt; were totally mad. haha. Had prata for supper just now, yummy! Might be going over tmr, i guess. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I love Baby Jayrel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think i'm oh so enjoying the 15 days of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;. I'm having 3 days of tuition this week and next week to cover up for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY's&lt;/span&gt; holiday. Uh ohh.. It's time to get my brain functioning again. haha. I'm chatting with &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian baby&lt;/span&gt; almost everyday. hahaha. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic's&lt;/span&gt; gf is gonna kill me so soon, i think she already prepared a &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;555&lt;/span&gt; chopper to chop me anytime. haha. I miss them alot, last Monday i was at Malaaca!! Hurr... Shan't talk about that anymore, if not i'll snivel under my blanket again. I just cried yesterday, because... a sudden change of plan and i couldn't go to &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; house. haha. I know, i'm stupid. Somebody please kill me! hahaha. Alright, i have to go rest now. Pray for me that my sore throat will get better and i could stop coughing and have a good sleep. Goodnight sweeties!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaaca's pictures is already up, go goggle them here : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://wynny.multiply.com/photos/album/33"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY 2007!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-506425024815059743?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/506425024815059743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=506425024815059743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/506425024815059743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/506425024815059743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-us-be-set-free-together.html' title='let us be set free together.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-7251685124278204890</id><published>2007-02-23T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T02:55:52.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walk hand in hand into our future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY in MALAACA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part 3/3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;21st February 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont look forward to this day at all, because i'm leaving Malaaca at night already. I woke up at 2pm, yeah the last night i slept at 5am. hahaha. Two beds 6 people, super cold. I din have any blanket, my blanket was some bath towel. haha. Called my King and asked me over to fetch me over to 2nd uncle's place because i miss all my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ies&lt;/span&gt;. I din get to say goodbye to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;QiZhi&lt;/span&gt;, he left last night and i wasnt around. =( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;darling, i'll miss you and i love you alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My King came over and fetch me back and i wento hug &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Zhanzhan&lt;/span&gt; went i step into the house. I miss my &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Zhanzhan&lt;/span&gt; alot. &lt;em&gt;Hurr...&lt;/em&gt; Then i saw&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; ZeXian&lt;/span&gt;, he asked me over to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;AhYen's&lt;/span&gt; house but it was so hot to walk over. I said no, and he went over himself. Not long after he left, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kuan jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Yen's mum)&lt;/em&gt; came over and asked if i wanto go over, she'll drive me over. haha. &lt;strong&gt;Of course!&lt;/strong&gt; Watched some show at &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yen's&lt;/span&gt; house, and&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; Ah Jun&lt;/span&gt; asked if i wanto go watch &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ghost Rider&lt;/span&gt; together with his friends and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian&lt;/span&gt;. I was deciding if i should go, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Jun&lt;/span&gt; was saying he'll kidnap me and drag me to watch with them. haha. I wanted to go, but if i wanto go i have to go back and change, so ley chey. So in the end, i din go and stay there with &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yen&lt;/span&gt;. haha. So &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yen&lt;/span&gt; accompanied me, he is very good. Stupid &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian&lt;/span&gt;, you are a ner ner. haha. Watched Guessx3 together with &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yen&lt;/span&gt; and know what, he is also another horoscope siao. &lt;strong&gt;I like!&lt;/strong&gt; We both talked about horoscope stuffs and so cool laa. haha. My King biked over to fetch me back for dinner, &lt;strong&gt;wooohooo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Varrooommm~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; But the ride was less than 3 minutes, from &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yen's&lt;/span&gt; house back to 2nd uncle's house is very near only. haha. At first &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yen&lt;/span&gt; wanted to bike me back, but my King came over early. haha. Played with &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Zhanzhan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enen&lt;/span&gt; after dinner, then prepared my stuffs and we're leaving. =( I wanto cry.. I hate bidding goodbye to them. Hugged &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Zhanzhan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enen&lt;/span&gt; before i leave, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian&lt;/span&gt; wasnt back yet. Left Malaaca and reached Singapore around 1am. Still, i miss every moment there. When i reach Singapore, i message &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic&lt;/span&gt; then came online and chatted with them. I love each and everyone one of them! I never wanto come back to Singapore, i miss the relaxing life there. The love, care and concern they gave me. The 24/7 companion, the queen plus princess life. Ohh... I hope i can go there real soon. Miss ya all! Pictures will be up soon. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovess`&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/25189249-7251685124278204890?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/7251685124278204890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=7251685124278204890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7251685124278204890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/7251685124278204890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/walk-hand-in-hand-into-our-future.html' title='walk hand in hand into our future.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-8927207767254919596</id><published>2007-02-22T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T03:15:31.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember the happy times we had together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY in MALAACA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part 2/3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;20th February 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enen's&lt;/span&gt; voice woke me up, and my legs have got 5 mosquitoes bite. Damn those mosquitoes. Went opposite to look for my darlings, &lt;em&gt;huggies!&lt;/em&gt; That&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Zexian&lt;/span&gt; pig was still sleeping, by the way the time was around 2pm. Played around, and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Zhanzhan&lt;/span&gt; wanted to go opposite but he told me he din have his slippers, so i piggy him over and i tell you i was exhausted. haha. He was crapping also laa, at his own house he told me he got no slippers. He just want me to piggy him over. haha. But, I STILL LOVE HIM! haha. Finally &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fishy Jane&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Alex Hau&lt;/span&gt; and other families reached 2nd Uncle house. As usual the house was kinda packed. I quickly bathed and prepare for the dinner, stucked in the room for very long together with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;. haha. Was looking around for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic&lt;/span&gt;, he told me he'll reach around 5pm, but already 7pm he still haven reach. After we're done, went out to the roadside and alot of people were gathering and deciding on whose car to take. haha. And i saw &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mister Heng&lt;/span&gt;, like finally. =) The &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; reunion started and we took lotsa photos, the only occassion i enjoy most in the whole year is the&lt;strong&gt; BIG&lt;/strong&gt; reunion dinner. haha. This year wasnt so high, no dancing and all and it ended early. The sad part was when &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic&lt;/span&gt; came to tell me he was leaving, i tell you my heart sank laa. Because i haven took any photo with him and we didn't talk to each other at all. Shy laa okay. hahaha! In the very last few minutes, we took photos and chatted for awhile. Bidding goodbye is hard. Seriously, we only meet once a year and the time is always so short. Sighh... Anyhow, after the dinner we headed down to &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;PUREBAR&lt;/span&gt;, Malaaca's top clubbing place. Yes, it was my virgin clubbing in Msia. The people together with me were &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; Jason&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;AhBoy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ah Bean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Jane's friend)&lt;/em&gt;. We all clubbed for free, Jason and i never club for free before okay. We even had liqour, i mean you club for free already counted lucky shit . Then you still have liqour, that is totally lucky shit laa. I din even spend a single cent that night, then Jason told me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"A guy never let the girl pay for anything, be it eating, clubbing or whatever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Then something ran across my mind and i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Uh oh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to myself. haha. But &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;AhBean&lt;/span&gt; and his other friends paid for the liqour. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks!&lt;/strong&gt; Danced, took photos and &lt;em&gt;blahblahblahh&lt;/em&gt;.. Thanks to &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; whom protected me from the pervert. heehee. Left the club around 3am, wento had Mac's together with Jack, Ah Tham and the rest. Super fun. Chat about lotsa stuffs, crapped alot, very very memorable. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks alot!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*hugs and kisses*&lt;/em&gt; Left &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;AhBean&lt;/span&gt;, Jack and AhTham and we all headed back to rest. It was a very very memorable night, be it the reunion dinner or &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;PUREBAR&lt;/span&gt;. It just made Wynny smile to sleep. =) I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;you all! &lt;em&gt;*kisses!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zexian : I'm sorry i left you alone and went clubbing, because you are only 14 and cant go in. hahaha! I felt really guilty to leave you alone, i'm really sorry. But you nehneh also, when you got the tu-er you never layan me!! haha. Okay, we're on quits now. Be good. Miss ya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mister Etic : I hormat you to have the courage to talk to me at the very last minute. I dont want you to leave, i dont want to say goodbye to you. But, we've got no choice. After you left, i really miss you alot. I regret for not talking to you earlier, i regret for not cherishing the time we had. We only meet once a year, and time always past so quickly when we meet. Let's hope we can visit each other soon. I will miss you alot. huggs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-8927207767254919596?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/8927207767254919596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=8927207767254919596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/8927207767254919596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/8927207767254919596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/remember-happy-times-we-had-together.html' title='remember the happy times we had together.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-3984564467586095672</id><published>2007-02-21T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:33.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>showered with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY in MALAACA&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part 1/3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;19th February 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8am, feeling super energetic because i'm going to Malaaca! &lt;strong&gt;Woohooo~&lt;/strong&gt; Bathed and prepared and left, we reached Malaaca around 12pm due to the traffic jam. I tell you, my &lt;em&gt;Msia&lt;/em&gt; line wasnt working. It was kinda useless to bring my phone there. haha. Only 2nd Uncle was home, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enen&lt;/span&gt; wento Tampin with her parents,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Zexian&lt;/span&gt; all wento Mwahpoh with his family too. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Qizhi&lt;/span&gt; was still at KL. I was bored till death, so i wento sleep. I heard &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Huihui's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Enen's sister)&lt;/em&gt; voice and i woke up, &lt;strong&gt;yeah!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enen&lt;/span&gt; is back, but she wento the clinic because she's having chicken pox. &lt;em&gt;Tsktsktsk.&lt;/em&gt; Not long later my darling boy came, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qi zhi!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*screams and shouts!*&lt;/em&gt; I miss him alot man. haha. Gave him the shirt i bought for him, but errmmm... actually it wasn't his birthday. It was actually his brother's&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; Qihua's&lt;/span&gt; birthday. hahaha! I'm sucha retard. But anyhow, he liked the shirt i bought for him. &lt;strong&gt;Wooohoo~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian&lt;/span&gt; all came back, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Zhanzhan &lt;/span&gt;hugged me and i love him! For the rest of the day, he was like a super glue to me. haha. I love hugging him too. hee` Bathed and went out with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian &lt;/span&gt;to get burger and chipss. Damn funny. When i wanted to bath, all my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ies &lt;/span&gt;followed me into the bathroom. We stared blankly at each other and 2nd aunt told them i wanto bath. Then they all came out and Kakak was laughing and so were the others. haha. When &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian&lt;/span&gt; and me were walking out and it was super dark and we could hear those cats meowing. So i was damn scared laa and i kept telling him i'm very scared. Yes yes i know, he'll protect me. hahaha! Bought the burger and chips and went back, it was fun. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian&lt;/span&gt; and me were like super close, chatted about alot of things and i treat him as my little brother. He is 14 years old 178cm, single but &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; availabie, taken my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. He went over to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;AhYen's&lt;/span&gt; house after that and i went opposite to look for my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ies&lt;/span&gt;. Around 2am, the kids were all asleep and i called &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Zexian&lt;/span&gt; and told him to come back and accompany me. haha. He was gambling there, so nevermind, i wento sleep. Plusplus, i love &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Genia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(MinMin)&lt;/em&gt; too. She is very naughty, 5 years old and super playful. haha. Am looking forward to tmr's &lt;strong&gt;BIG &lt;/strong&gt;reunion dinner!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Loves loves`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ReBvuDfIYXI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BtAZs3cFeZU/s1600-h/thePrincess-0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035147220400759154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ReBvuDfIYXI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BtAZs3cFeZU/s320/thePrincess-0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my darling boy , QiZhi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;xoxo&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/25189249-3984564467586095672?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/3984564467586095672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=3984564467586095672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3984564467586095672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3984564467586095672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/showered-with-love.html' title='showered with love'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/ReBvuDfIYXI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BtAZs3cFeZU/s72-c/thePrincess-0049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-6263563760733287202</id><published>2007-02-18T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:37.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Lunar New Year!</title><content type='html'>First Day of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;, yeah baby! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Lunar New Year too all! More angbaos, YES more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) I'm very &lt;em&gt;"pantang"&lt;/em&gt; this year. heee` Woke up around 11:30am, prepared and we all headed to 2nd royals place for the reunion. Everyone was there, yes everyone. Even &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Reynard&lt;/span&gt; is back from Dubai!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt; will be back soon, but poor &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Baby Noel&lt;/span&gt; is running a 40degrees fever so he was sent to the hospital. Hurr.. Lunched and slacked over there, the craziness of seeing &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mister Guan&lt;/span&gt; is still there. haha. Went over to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chuan's&lt;/span&gt; house too, watched movie and played a few rounds of mahjong. It was quite fun. My bear's &lt;em&gt;"heart"&lt;/em&gt; dropped out and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt; mended it for me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdhxhzfIYEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TyUJj-xTct8/s1600-h/P2100622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032897409156931650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdhxhzfIYEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TyUJj-xTct8/s200/P2100622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Reynard&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt; discussing about the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdhyHzfIYFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VXfJxk7QgIs/s1600-h/thePrincess-0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032898061991960658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdhyHzfIYFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VXfJxk7QgIs/s200/thePrincess-0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Reynard Yeo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdhywzfIYGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YjPcebMfREk/s1600-h/18022007174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032898766366597218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdhywzfIYGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YjPcebMfREk/s200/18022007174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdhzmDfIYHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Duemedp1VXM/s1600-h/18022007187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032899681194631282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdhzmDfIYHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Duemedp1VXM/s200/18022007187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shaun Hoi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdiACTfIYSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/asMxtMxEV9Y/s1600-h/P2100628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032913360665469218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdiACTfIYSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/asMxtMxEV9Y/s200/P2100628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hazel Hoi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh2lTfIYJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4MdGVzn3udY/s1600-h/18022007168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032902966844612754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh2lTfIYJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4MdGVzn3udY/s200/18022007168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh24DfIYKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dP626su_fvo/s1600-h/18022007177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032903288967159970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh24DfIYKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dP626su_fvo/s200/18022007177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh3CTfIYLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/G9nCnDyVkVI/s1600-h/18022007180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032903465060819122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh3CTfIYLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/G9nCnDyVkVI/s200/18022007180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh3QjfIYMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tH7OpPOk61I/s1600-h/18022007185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032903709873955010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh3QjfIYMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tH7OpPOk61I/s200/18022007185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Crazy pictures! I love you all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*kisses*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; house again, i went yesterday too. haha. He was still napping when i reached, then &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Jiejie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Jayrel's Mummy)&lt;/em&gt; helped me do pedicure. hahaha! Ate vegetarian dinner with them, and i din eat much. I told all of them, i wonder how vegetarians could eat those flour-made stuffs. I mean, ohh.. i couldnt eat those food for a whole day. haha. YeeMah woke &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; up and it was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh8sTfIYOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Np0fOW14aSM/s1600-h/18022007201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032909684173463778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh8sTfIYOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Np0fOW14aSM/s200/18022007201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh7xjfIYNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zX4g-5eb2Wc/s1600-h/18022007200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032908674856149202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh7xjfIYNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zX4g-5eb2Wc/s200/18022007200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;, the flash is too bright. But you look cute know. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh9SDfIYPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HkWwuQAVYeI/s1600-h/18022007202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032910332713525490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh9SDfIYPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HkWwuQAVYeI/s200/18022007202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032910895354241282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh9yzfIYQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/y7DSGmBOWxs/s200/18022007203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh-mDfIYRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/APpNYEp1rgQ/s1600-h/18022007208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032911775822536978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rdh-mDfIYRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/APpNYEp1rgQ/s200/18022007208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdiDmTfIYUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iVAc8oHFR5g/s1600-h/P2100637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032917277675643202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdiDmTfIYUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/iVAc8oHFR5g/s200/P2100637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Okay people, stop screaming. He is very cute right! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdiENjfIYWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WRiP21jPono/s1600-h/18022007206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032917951985508706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdiENjfIYWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WRiP21jPono/s200/18022007206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032917702877405522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdiD_DfIYVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/UkQoYkRq13c/s200/18022007209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heeheehee`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I love Baby Jayrel alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'm leaving to Malaaca tmr morning. I've already given my overseas number to those chummies. I cant wait for the &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; reunion dinner man. And of course i cant wait to see &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;QiZhi&lt;/span&gt; wearing the shirt i bought for him. hahaha! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mister Etic&lt;/span&gt; is going for the reunion dinner, yes! Pray for me that my flu will recover tmr, am down with flu again. =) I'll be back with loadss of pictures.Promise to miss me alright. &lt;em&gt;*huggs and kisses*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovesss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-6263563760733287202?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/6263563760733287202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=6263563760733287202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6263563760733287202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/6263563760733287202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-lunar-new-year.html' title='Happy Lunar New Year!'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RdhxhzfIYEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TyUJj-xTct8/s72-c/P2100622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-8105122012970714937</id><published>2007-02-15T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T04:46:04.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not there for me anymore.</title><content type='html'>After thinking for one night, i decide to blog about some embarrass moments yesterday. hahaha! Firstly, i almost slipped and fall and Cine's escalator. Damn paiseh can. I was talking to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; and we're walking up to take the next escalator and at this point of time, i dont know what the hell i did. I kinda slipped and THANK GOD, i din fall down. &lt;strong&gt;Screw!&lt;/strong&gt; I was shocked but acted very steady and normal, continued talking to him. Actually inside, i was cursing and swearing like mad and super pai seh please! I cursed my sandals and yes, it'll be good the next time. =) Secondly, while were walking around in The Cathay, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; suddenly bumped into the pillar when he turned. &lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA!!&lt;/strong&gt; Omg! It was super funny can, he got those &lt;em&gt;"aww!"&lt;/em&gt; look. haha. &lt;em&gt;*laughs!!*&lt;/em&gt; Lastly, i forgot what i told him in the car, then he replied&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; "ha.. tickle me, tickle me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"damn.. isnt that funny? why aint he laughing but just smiling.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;haha. Ohhh.... My Mum asked about some stuffs yesterday and she couldn't pronounce his name properly, and so she gave him a new name. haha. It was damn funny. &lt;span &gt;Wanna know wanna know?&lt;/span&gt; Ask me in MSN, &lt;em&gt;heeehee`&lt;/em&gt; Alright, today had tuition and after tuition, prepared and went out to meet &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; at 5pm and headed down to Bugis. Bought a dress and heels, not enough laa. &lt;em&gt;Hurr...&lt;/em&gt; So headed down to Orchard and got nothing. Nehneh. &lt;strong&gt;Sim ber neya!&lt;/strong&gt; Went back with &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; and met Michelle, WeiShan &lt;em&gt;(my SUPERFAN!)&lt;/em&gt; and Rachel at the coffeshop, slacked awhile and&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Jonic&lt;/span&gt; accompanied me home. =) Tmr is a busy day for me, if i can wake up around 10am i might head down to school, fly to town, then steamboat for dinner at Chew's house. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I seriously have to get &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;QiZhi's&lt;/span&gt; present tmr. Seriously. Okay, pray for me that i can buy one more top and one more bottoms. Please huh. Oh ya, today &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Nick &lt;/span&gt;suddenly messaged me and asked me to call him. That was so random of him. And today&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Flame&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(YuYuan)&lt;/em&gt; called me suddenly and know what? He asked me for mahjong session. Super random laa dey! haha. Alright, i gotta stop here. I'm a happy girl today! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wooohooo~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I miss my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sweetiepies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;darling Jayrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Alot laa okay. Goodnight sweeties! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s : screw blogger, i cant upload those pictures. urghh..&lt;/span&gt;&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/25189249-8105122012970714937?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/8105122012970714937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=8105122012970714937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/8105122012970714937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/8105122012970714937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-there-for-me-anymore.html' title='not there for me anymore.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-4036516527467729308</id><published>2007-02-14T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T03:26:03.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your happy valentine.</title><content type='html'>Honey babies, it's Vday today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VDAY TO YOU ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*hugs and kisses!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yesterday &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; came over to my house and we watch DeathNote, then we read emails, di siao siao then record video in my room and it's 12am. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooohooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sent messages to my friends, and being random we both suddenly wished each other and shook hands. haha. Talked about lotsa stuffs, and it was 3am, ate maggie beehoom with bak ee. Yummy.. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; when back around 5am, and i slept around that time. When we're recording video half way, my mood suddenly became very very complicated after receiving a message. I pondered about that for the whole bloody night. Today i woke up crying, shant talk much about it. Then Jiejie called me, we chatted for awhile and i was much better. Lazed around till 7plus, got changed, went down and hopped into &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;YuanHuai's&lt;/span&gt; car. My King was at the balcony looking at me while i was waiting for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yh&lt;/span&gt;. haha. Guess which &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pig&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was sitting beside me? &lt;em&gt;*drum rolls please*&lt;/em&gt; Okay, it's the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; laa. haha. Wento fetch &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt; and headed down to town for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NYDC&lt;/span&gt;. Ohh... so not nice. I only like ate half of it and &lt;em&gt;plurghh&lt;/em&gt; to the remainings. haha. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yh&lt;/span&gt; was talking about CHINGAY, then &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; said the parade is around March. But smart Wynny knows that the parade is around late Feb. So i came out with this funny idea, telling the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; that i organised the parade and the parade is not around March but around late Feb. haha. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE BELIEVED ME!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dont know i'm the smart one or he is the &lt;em&gt;*ahem*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strike&gt;stupid&lt;/strike&gt; crazy one. haha. After &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NYDC&lt;/span&gt; walked to Cine and damn, i was crapping like a retard and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; crapped together with me. I cant remember what the hell i'm crapping about. But, &lt;em&gt;Lame~&lt;/em&gt; haha. Wanted to catch a movie at Cine but it was full, so got back into the car and headed down to The Cathay and we settled on&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;EPIC MOVIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yh&lt;/span&gt; was funny and random, he asked &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"The Cathay is.........Cathay ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. &lt;strong&gt;Laughs!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. Before the movie start we were talking about some sad stuffs, i guess which made me wanto cry. I dont know if is the way he said it made me wanto cry and sympathize him or i just felt so sad after hearing it. Urgh, i dont know. &lt;strong&gt;Heck!&lt;/strong&gt; The movie was funny, it's a good one. haha. Bring a jacket too, it's cold there. haha. After the movie, we were looking at those credits and i started crapping again. Like the editor's name was &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thomas McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;, then i told OldMan &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"ehh! McDonalds son. haha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Joseph blahblah&lt;/span&gt;, i'll tell him &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"ehh, your brother."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. He gave me those &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"wynny you so lame" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;look. haha. But after that he started playing it also, like&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"i wanto look for your name. haha."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"see, McDonald eh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. &lt;strong&gt;Super lame!&lt;/strong&gt; Headed home and he sent me up, super funny. He wanto go in from the backdoor of Chambers, he thought it was the staircase. hahaha!! Then after climbing 2 storeys, i pointed up as if we still have to climb one more storey and he almost went. But he gave a &lt;em&gt;"huh"&lt;/em&gt; look and i decided to stop playing around and be a good girl. haha. After i reach home, we messaged and found out we were super super quiet when we've got nothing to talk about. But if it's some craps, we can crap and crap like nobody's business. haha. Afterall, it isnt as bad as i thought. haha. Saw lotsa people holding flowers, i also want laa, of course. haha. So i start to imagine some crazy things, and got mad. haha. Only&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Jonic&lt;/span&gt; and Ht knows about it. heehee.. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt; got piggy bear and ferrero flowers, so cool. I kept looking at that when i got into the car, and i started imagining retarded things like in the car boot got lotsa flowers or so. Yeah laa, i'm mad. haha. Finally i saw the kind of bike &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan &lt;/span&gt;wants to get, and i started saying he cant balance and need to rely on the cars in order for him to rest during red light. So bad right? I know. haha. Okay, i have to stop here already. I guess, i shouldn't go on waiting for that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;message anymore. Maybe i just wont receive it, maybe i'm just dreaming. No Wynny, cannot cry huh, cannot cry on Vday. Damn.. Alright, i'm very happy today. No worries. Goodnight darlings. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonemillionmasterpiece.com/en/view.php?id=507975"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #9f9d8b 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #9f9d8b 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #9f9d8b 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #9f9d8b 1px solid" src="http://www.theonemillionmasterpiece.com/images/pictures2/layer2/50/79/75.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;ZhaoYi drew this for.... ME!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Thanks alot! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-4036516527467729308?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/4036516527467729308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=4036516527467729308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4036516527467729308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4036516527467729308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/your-happy-valentines.html' title='your happy valentine.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-4949982524191773586</id><published>2007-02-12T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T03:04:09.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you made me do this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1WnYLMXeVw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1WnYLMXeVw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;f&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cubess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrLqawQSPuA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrLqawQSPuA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;magic wallet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha! Alright, the two above video was taken yesterday at my&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Dowager's&lt;/span&gt; house when Xing and me got super bored. haha. Dont laugh at us, i know we are very lame. haha. Yes, my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt; wasn't feeling well again this time. So all the royals are seriously discussing about hiring a maid for her now. I'm very frustrated now, i haven get my&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; CNY&lt;/span&gt; clothes. Not one. I dont know how am i gonna spend my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; laa. I must must must get my clothes asap, please please please, i really must. If not i'll cry like a retarded. =) I'm craving for nuggets now, random shit. Huurrr....&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Webcam. Webcam. Webcam. Mic. Mic. Mic.&lt;/span&gt; Maybe on Thursday after tuition, i shall drag myself to some IT shop, grab those stuffs and stop whining here. Nobody is gonna &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*tada*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; those stuffs for me anyway. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AIYA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Can this week just pass quickly, and next week we shall take things slow, so i'll have more time in Malacca. Sometimes i do wish i could migrate over, lotsa advantages know. &lt;em&gt;Varroomm&lt;/em&gt; around like nobody's business, good food, relaxing lifestyle, nice enviroment, cheap buys, good companions all around. That's the way baby. haha. Reminiscing some good memories were nice, knowing that you were once so childish, you once din know how to treasure someone whom loved you so much and not knowing how much he have done for you, still being a spoilt brat throwing tantrum at him all the time, ignoring him and doing stupid things making him to worry for you. Ohh... And i know you all are now thinking who is that guy. Dont anyhow guess, i'm very sure it's &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; the guy that you all are thinking about now. haha. You all will never know, except for some. heeheee. Alright, i have to stop here. Goodnight babies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovess`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-4949982524191773586?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/4949982524191773586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=4949982524191773586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4949982524191773586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4949982524191773586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-made-me-do-this.html' title='you made me do this.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-4516974698810380257</id><published>2007-02-10T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T03:03:44.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is all around.</title><content type='html'>I'm back from my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dowager's &lt;/span&gt;birthday celebration! =) I wento bed quite early yesterday because the computer was occupied and i've nothing else to do. I was sleeping soundly till i feel the vibration and i heard my message tone. I look at the time - 6:50am, and flipped open my phone, thinking who the hell will message me at such hours. I was shock to see the name &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Aloysius Saw"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i thought what happened, after reading it, the only thing i could reply was&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Bon Voyage "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I kept telling myself to be nice and reply him, but i was too tired to reply. So i just tucked my phone under my pillow and continue sleeping. haha. He wont be away for long, be careful. hahaha!! Anyhow, i watch Vasentham today, it was nice. Saturdays are nice with those Bollywood shows. haha. Went over to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dowager's&lt;/span&gt; place for the dinner, she wasnt feeling well in the morning and my Mum and Godma sent her to the polyclinic. It was high blood pressure, like again. Second time already, it is dead worrying. The house was crowded and we were all in the room talking and slacking, everyone is thinking if they should hire a maid to take care of my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt;. It's a good choice, but my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt; have got some treasures around so they are afraid the maid is a bad one. haha. Had Mac's with the ladies, super fun. We talked about our super cool dressing style when we were younger, high high waist jeans, longlong socks, rubber belts and fishball hairstyles. haha. &lt;strong&gt;Gosh!&lt;/strong&gt; Total turn off laa. haha. I was watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bend It Like Beckham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just now. Super cool! I'm very into Bhangra dance and songs now, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT HOT HOT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. Alright, i have to stop here. My Mum is making noise now. &lt;em&gt;"huan tio"&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Urgghhh!!&lt;/strong&gt; Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-4516974698810380257?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/4516974698810380257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=4516974698810380257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4516974698810380257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4516974698810380257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-is-all-around.html' title='love is all around.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-540038041936784409</id><published>2007-02-09T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:37.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my own angel.</title><content type='html'>Happy for nothing. Damn. I was quite retarded. My King fetched me home just now, and he told me there is a letter for me. I was super excited and happy, and kept thinking which kind soul sent me an early Vday card. Then i tried pulling the paper out from the envelope, it was folded and looked like an essay. I then told myself,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; "oh wynny, so cool huh. someone wrote an essay for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; When i unfold it,&lt;em&gt; chheessee~ &lt;/em&gt;it was from my school, they sent me some acknowledgement form or something. Damn it laa.. I threw it back into the plastic bag. &lt;strong&gt;Screw!&lt;/strong&gt; Anyway, i went Bugis, MSQ and Orchard today. I saw Amston, Rene and Samuel there. Headed down to MSQ, wento look for Miko and Joan. Accompanied Joan for smoke breaks, chatted alot and i miss those times accompanying her for smoke breaks, lunch and all. =( I miss Miko too, we might meet each other at Malaaca for zoo trip! haha. Sha resigned, and now she is preparing for her wedding. Lynn resigned too. Dex, over to PP. How sad... one by one resigning. Hmmm... Went down to Orchard, walked around and bought &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Famous Amos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; together with Nehneh. I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Famous Amos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so so much!! Too bad, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;/span&gt; cant eat because &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;/span&gt; is gonna fall sick soon. haha. I'm sorry, i ate your share. haha. Be good, drink more water. If not, i'll wack you too. haha. Fair huh. =) Left them around 9:30pm, because they wanto pool and i was feeling tired and my legs were aching. Thank god, i wasnt alone. Was messaging with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; all the while, and the train was super crowded. Oh ya, yesterday i went gym with &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt;. It was super funny, looking at the way some guys do those liftings. haha. We din do any warm up at all, and this explains why i'm aching all over now. haha. Dont forget, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Zun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was once a fitness instructor too. heehee.. Food Marathon at Chong Pang, super full. We gym-ed and we food marathon-ed, no difference laa. haha. Chatted with &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Aunty May&lt;/span&gt; that day and she do read my blog!!! haha. I miss the times playing soccer with her boys, playing card games together and all. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I really miss them alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Alright, i have to stop here. Tmr we are celebrating my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dowager's &lt;/span&gt;birthday! &lt;strong&gt;Yeahyeahyeah!&lt;/strong&gt; And recently, i've got very very nice dreams. haha. Ohh.. I love it! Goodnight babies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovess`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcyjEDfIX3I/AAAAAAAAADI/AffrkeLrZcY/s1600-h/DSCF5355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029574173916684146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcyjEDfIX3I/AAAAAAAAADI/AffrkeLrZcY/s320/DSCF5355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALEX ENGLISCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(8th February 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS YOU!! =) *huggs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-540038041936784409?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/540038041936784409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=540038041936784409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/540038041936784409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/540038041936784409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-own-angel.html' title='my own angel.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcyjEDfIX3I/AAAAAAAAADI/AffrkeLrZcY/s72-c/DSCF5355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-5025951984611984860</id><published>2007-02-06T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T04:27:29.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe i shouldn't wait for you anymore.</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed off my socks. My lips are still very dry, okay blame myself i dont drink enough water. But i put on lip balm every night, it dont help. Next, there is a blister on my toe and it is very painful. Lastly, distorted barbie doll. &lt;strong&gt;Fuck okay!&lt;/strong&gt; I think i screwed up my mood for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;. Damn it! I should cool myself down and continue blogging about what happened today. Had tuition today, it was super fun and i absorb quite a lot. Around 4pm, went out to meet Jonic and Chew and headed down to &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;MSQ&lt;/span&gt;. Carls Jr. for lunch, the burger is so freaking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DUA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i only ate like half of it and i gave up. Really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DUA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Of course i went back to visit my colleagues, LaoChio and Sue was funny. Joan and Miko was on leave, we'll meet up soon. Amy was there too, yes i miss her craps alot. LaoChio said MakanSutra is waiting for us. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes! I agree!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I kinda miss the times i work there. When i stepped in the shop, all the memories flash across my mind. Be it &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;MSQ&lt;/span&gt;. I'll blog about those happy and sad times in my next entry. Okay, I left &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;MSQ &lt;/span&gt;and headed home around 8pm, Jonic came over to my house. We were talking about webcam and mics, i really want. I hope some kind sponsors or maybe my kind neighbours&lt;em&gt;(banglas)&lt;/em&gt; is reading. And maybe they will buy it and secretly put it outside my doorstep, press my doorbell and run away, when i open my door... &lt;em&gt;*tada*&lt;/em&gt; I got my webcam and mic! &lt;strong&gt;Yeahyeahyeah!&lt;/strong&gt; Perfect plot. haha. I'm imagining now, wooooo... So cool! haha. Yeah, today my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt; called. Oh, i miss her alot. I asked her about her next visit to the polyclinic, actually i had a hard time talking to her in hokkien. haha. Because it was so sudden that she called and before that i was singing some english songs super loudly. haha. I'll see her this Saturday, cool. Alright, i shall stop here. Goodnight darlings. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Zun's my guy alright.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lovess`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Say you love me when we meet at LoveTown tonight."&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/25189249-5025951984611984860?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/5025951984611984860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=5025951984611984860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5025951984611984860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/5025951984611984860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/maybe-i-shouldnt-wait-for-you-anymore.html' title='maybe i shouldn&apos;t wait for you anymore.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-4222715101211284746</id><published>2007-02-05T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:38.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me know you love me.</title><content type='html'>Time check - 2:36am (Monday) I reached home around 1am plus just now. Went out to meet Chew around late noon, reached town and met Jonic,Juz and Si. They lunch-ed at Macs while i had my drink. Left town and headed down to Kallang because we have to reach there by 6:30pm, for &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Project Superstar's Finals&lt;/span&gt;. When we reached indoor stadium, it was crowded and saw a few idols around. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Dasmond Koh&lt;/span&gt; is handsome can. haha. I saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Gary CaoGe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too, like he was like a few metres away from me. He came out of the resting room and hopped on to a Benz and headed to the entrance. He's so cool, really. haha. The finals started, we were quite high. We were on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diya's&lt;/span&gt; side, so all dress in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Super fun. haha. I went mad and kept screaming the cheer. Super high. Danced when they sang Jazz songs and all. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Darren &lt;/span&gt;wasn't bad too actually, i love his HipHop and Jazz songs. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CaoGe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;came out to perform &lt;em&gt;3-7-20-1&lt;/em&gt;, still so cool. He is the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUPERMAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; laa dey! Korkor&lt;em&gt;(Jayrel's papa)&lt;/em&gt; called me minutes before the result show started, he told me he was part of the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Guest Star&lt;/span&gt;. I was silly enough to believe him, and i stood up and look around. Nehneh. He kept asking me who will win, then after that he told me he was at home. Nb. haha. So yeah, the overall champion was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diya&lt;/span&gt; wasn't bad too, she is strong. The show ended, people start to leave the stadium while we stayed inside for awhile to take pictures of other contestants. I was super hungry please, i only had cereal before i go out and drank a regular coke till around 11:30pm. Seriously, very hungry. haha. Decided to on call a cab because there were no cabs available there and it was getting late already. Finally the cab came and we hopped in and NasiLemak for supper. I think &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; is very funny, he asked where am i and i told him i was at indoor stadium. And he said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"y go there? singapore vs thai you play ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Wth &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt;. Madness. haha. If he could get his bike asap that will be cooler. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Varrroommm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; then i wont starve myself. haha. That is &lt;strong&gt;"IF",&lt;/strong&gt; so stop dreaming Wynny. None of your dreams came true anyway. Blahh... Yesterday went over to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Godma's&lt;/span&gt; house for dinner. Chicken rice!! Yeah baby. This Saturday we're celebrating my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dowager's&lt;/span&gt; birthday at the 4th palace. How cool! Alright, i have to sleep now. I'm super tired and i think i'm falling sick soon. My lips are super dry and painful. Damn, i cannot fall sick. Goodnight babies!&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Zun's my guy.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lovess`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYttu1EJ5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/xGHUCCV2WwM/s1600-h/P1270575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027756297693702034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYttu1EJ5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/xGHUCCV2WwM/s200/P1270575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Darren's first performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYuze1EJ7I/AAAAAAAAACE/ItWIO75UVcQ/s1600-h/P1280596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027757495989577650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYuze1EJ7I/AAAAAAAAACE/ItWIO75UVcQ/s200/P1280596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Diya, after singing ZhengFu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYwZO1EJ9I/AAAAAAAAACU/I-g_CL4ff5o/s1600-h/P1280598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027759244041267154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYwZO1EJ9I/AAAAAAAAACU/I-g_CL4ff5o/s200/P1280598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Darren and Diya. Nice one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYxSO1EJ-I/AAAAAAAAACc/uUIE_iLRbyQ/s1600-h/P1280604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027760223293810658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYxSO1EJ-I/AAAAAAAAACc/uUIE_iLRbyQ/s200/P1280604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYxoe1EJ_I/AAAAAAAAACk/vAi74muB7gI/s1600-h/P1280606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027760605545900018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYxoe1EJ_I/AAAAAAAAACk/vAi74muB7gI/s200/P1280606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CaoGe!! Singing 3-7-20-1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/25189249-4222715101211284746?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/4222715101211284746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=4222715101211284746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4222715101211284746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4222715101211284746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-me-know-you-love-me.html' title='let me know you love me.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcYttu1EJ5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/xGHUCCV2WwM/s72-c/P1270575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-4645976103010693799</id><published>2007-02-02T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:39.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know you've got a hidden temper.</title><content type='html'>Bored. Bored. Bored. Super Bored. Time now is 2:50 am (Saturday) I went out with my chums to town, quite satisfied with those stuffs i bought. haha. More shopping to come. &lt;strong&gt;Yeah!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm gonna go shopping with my Mum soon. Today's shopping was fun, crazy, and total madness. Chew and me was thirsty and we wanted to share a drink. And we bought this drink &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;SourPlum &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"pop"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This was how they name it. haha. So after i had a sip of it, i went retarded and made a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"pop"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sound. haha. And we started playing with it, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"pop"ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here and there. haha. We were like some aunties looking around for cheap stuffs. I call that &lt;em&gt;Cheap Buy&lt;/em&gt;. Sounds so wrong laa. haha. We cant stop &lt;strong&gt;OH MY-&lt;em&gt;ing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. When i was waiting for bus to go home just now, my player was playing &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Zi Lian - Luo Zhi Xiang&lt;/span&gt;, i wanto cry so badly. I start to think of someone, i miss that someone alot and i dont know why i've got those feelings that i was being left alone. The feeling is terrible. I hate those feelings. &lt;strong&gt;Urghh..&lt;/strong&gt; My nail polish was screwed up today, i dont know what happen and i dont know what i did. My nails look horrible now.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; CNY&lt;/span&gt; is coming soon. So, manicure soon laa dey! haha. I just read Seventeen Feb's issue, Oh.. Somebody please be nice to prepare a &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Chocolate Fondue&lt;/span&gt; for me on Vday. So i wont cry my day away, or go out and turn sour on couples. I'll be good, i'll stay at home and enjoy the lovely &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Chocolate Fondue&lt;/span&gt;. =) haha. Dont laugh at me laa, i know i'm just dreaming. But really romantic can, &lt;em&gt;you know you know&lt;/em&gt;. Nevermind, i shall perish all thoughts on Vday. I chatted with &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ZhiQing korkor&lt;/span&gt; on SKYPE before i went out, super high. It was my first time using SKYPE, so i was quite retard. I'm gonna ask my King to buy me webcam and mic. In that case, i can see my baby boy, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Qizhi&lt;/span&gt; and talk to him almost everyday. &lt;strong&gt;Yeahyeahyeah!&lt;/strong&gt; Or maybe, Sponsors??Anyone? haha. Below are some pictures i took in Taiwan. Oh, i really miss Taiwan alot. I wanto go there again. haha. Alright, i think i should climb up my bed and sleep now. I wanto say this again, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zun's my guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I know i'm mad. haha. G'night sweet sweet. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcORGO1EJ2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/-Fv0596SRuQ/s1600-h/PC010509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027021145321514850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcORGO1EJ2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/-Fv0596SRuQ/s320/PC010509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcOQwO1EJ1I/AAAAAAAAABI/NUuFDjNqH7E/s1600-h/PC010507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027020767364392786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcOQwO1EJ1I/AAAAAAAAABI/NUuFDjNqH7E/s320/PC010507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I took the above pictures when i was up on the Ferris Wheel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcORvu1EJ3I/AAAAAAAAABY/yxF41D6Tmn0/s1600-h/PB300486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027021858286086002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcORvu1EJ3I/AAAAAAAAABY/yxF41D6Tmn0/s320/PB300486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Taipei 101 Tower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-4645976103010693799?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/4645976103010693799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=4645976103010693799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4645976103010693799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4645976103010693799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-know-youve-got-hidden-temper.html' title='i know you&apos;ve got a hidden temper.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/RcORGO1EJ2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/-Fv0596SRuQ/s72-c/PC010509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-8335433606285585486</id><published>2007-02-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T01:24:03.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are a mistake.</title><content type='html'>Yupps! Joanna sweetie, i'm blogging now. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER DANCER&lt;/span&gt;, scream now!! haha. I'm being a retard recently, been busy with my FC's things, acting busy, forcing people and all. haha. But still, i thank those who've joined us. More to come, more to come! &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Keen to join the FC? Leave a message in my tagboard and i'll give you those infos.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. In my previous post, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; was so famous. I think &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan &lt;/span&gt;secretly saved &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel's&lt;/span&gt; picture in his computer. haha. He love&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;AIYA&lt;/em&gt;, this one i know. Everybody love him. haha. That day, i was chatting with my Cousin&lt;em&gt;(dont wanto be named),&lt;/em&gt; she told me her boyfriend passed his driving test. Just the second time, he passed. I might be abit sua ku, but to me is so cool laa. My Mum took 4 times, before she could pass. haha. And i love the way her boyfriend informed her about that.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "Hey baby.. Sighh.. Guess what? I really want to drive you around, i really want to drive you to work everyday and all. But now, I REALLY CAN DO IT!! I PASSED!! hahaha." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Omg... So sweet can. I also want laa. If i were to receive that kinda message, i'll be the happiest woman on earth. haha. I called &lt;strong&gt;THAT Canada&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;hunk&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;COW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i asked him about some stuffs and told him about that sweet message. We whined to each other about every year's Vday and thought of lotsa romantic ideas, when actually both of us were just dreaming. haha. But it was fun, we came out with super romantic presents. Ohh... Very sweet laa. A few minutes after we hung up, i received a message from that &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;COW&lt;/span&gt;. He is seriously an idiotic cow!! He sent me the same sweet message ending with&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; "aint i sweet? You retarded cowbu! stop dreaming about Vday, and better be on task. I'll kill you if you never complete the task i gave you. Be good, finish it. Love ya...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yes laa. Sweet laa. Good laa. Love laa. How retarded can you be? And i'm not your Cowbu, you nerner. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Cowbu - cow's mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. He is very idiotic, i know you all agree. Let's not talk about him, i'll throw him into Singapore River when he is back. &lt;em&gt;*evil grins*&lt;/em&gt; I'm going out with my chums tmr, will prolly shop for my baby boy, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;QiZhi's&lt;/span&gt; birthday present. I'll give him that present at the very first minute when i reach Malacca. haha. Sometimes i cannot tolerate the way people judge things. I'm fuming now, i think i'm starting to hate &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;. You dont think about others feelings. I hate the way you judge things. I'm stupid enough to think that you are a nice person. In fact, you're just feigning. Alright, G'night darlings.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISTER ETIC!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Enjoy your birthday well with your love ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(be my good boy, try to go back to Malaaca for CNY's reunion dinner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i miss you alot! *lovesss*)&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/25189249-8335433606285585486?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/8335433606285585486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=8335433606285585486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/8335433606285585486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/8335433606285585486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-are-mistake.html' title='you are a mistake.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-3192901470522823409</id><published>2007-01-29T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:12:40.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wont smile at you anymore.</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored now! (Time - 3:23am) I'll blog for the sake of &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;, my smelly colgate. haha. I woke up today, realising my Mum is at home and she'll be back to work only next week. &lt;em&gt;Whine~&lt;/em&gt; I received a call from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Joan&lt;/span&gt; just now, my MSQ best friend she asked about my Burberry wallet and we started chatting. Mind you, she called while working and she is very steady because she hit her target. haha. I miss them all. The times we played in the shopfloor, ignoring all the CCTVs, lunch-ed together, singing together and laughing like mad people. Oh.. Anyway, i had my M'sia number already. It's a prepaid card, new one and i got it for free. haha. I've got two of those prepaid card, and i'm gonna use it during &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Yeahh!!&lt;/strong&gt; I haven ate fries for like a week or more, i haven ate chips for almost one week. I'm craving for them now! No Wynny, you cant eat those stuffs. You know why ya. So be good. =) I received an overseas call yesterday and i'm flying so high. But i actually agreed on some sucky contract, nehneh. I regret laa, if&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;see this please have some mercy. haha. And today, i received an overseas message telling me to study hard and i &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIGHT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; get an overseas parcel soon. &lt;strong&gt;Omg omg omg!&lt;/strong&gt; I love receiving overseas parcels, letters or anything that is mailed to me. I'm on cloud nine now please. But as you can see, i &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIGHT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only receive it. Maybe i wont. So, dont pin high hopes huh. And maybe &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt; will be nice to send me a Vday card to me, telling me not to go out on Vday and turn sour on couples. haha. Plus, yesterday &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Minister &lt;/span&gt;and me was talking about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;WYNNY'S FC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, concerts, albums and other shits. We went so far that we din realise we are only dreaming. haha. But no matter what even if there is nobody, my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt; will be the one holding my banners, lightsticks and cheering for me. haha. Envy me that i have such a good &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Minister &lt;/span&gt;eh. He is still single, but NOT available. Because he is under &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm the princess that he need to take care of for his lifetime. Yes, LIFETIME. Right, Minister? haha. Alright, i have to sleep now. If not i'll go mad. Below are pictures of my little darling, love him okay! G'night honey babies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rb5KiO1EJxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xXPsvcumhqs/s1600-h/Jayrel+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025536186148726546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rb5KiO1EJxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xXPsvcumhqs/s200/Jayrel+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rb5Kye1EJyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6ow8a_IOt3o/s1600-h/thePrincess-0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025536465321600802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rb5Kye1EJyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6ow8a_IOt3o/s200/thePrincess-0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rb5K8O1EJzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dAzjc5vcAc0/s1600-h/thePrincess-0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025536632825325362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rb5K8O1EJzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dAzjc5vcAc0/s200/thePrincess-0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rb5LDO1EJ0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/2I4jDfEWX_s/s1600-h/thePrincess-0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025536753084409666" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rb5LDO1EJ0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/2I4jDfEWX_s/s200/thePrincess-0008.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Goodbye yesterday, and Hello tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/25189249-3192901470522823409?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/3192901470522823409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=3192901470522823409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3192901470522823409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/3192901470522823409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-wont-smile-at-you-anymore.html' title='i wont smile at you anymore.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDPxrGkwD6Q/Rb5KiO1EJxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xXPsvcumhqs/s72-c/Jayrel+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-4045373984593007447</id><published>2007-01-28T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:51:05.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you will fade away.</title><content type='html'>I dont really like this new Google thing on Blogger, am thinking to change to Wretch soon. haha. Yesterday, i almost died of cramps, i vomitted everything i ate and that feeling so no good at all. I thought i was going to die man. And i think i'll die early laa, i took a total of 6 painkillers in 2 days. First day, i took 2. Second day, i took 2 and vomitted those shits. Then my Mum gave me 2 more. Omg, this is so unhealthy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wynny, die FLAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I know, dont scold me okay. I will cut down on my painkillers. I will. I'll eat &lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; fruits, drink more&lt;strong&gt; WARM&lt;/strong&gt; water, eat &lt;strong&gt;LESSER&lt;/strong&gt; ice, lesser &lt;strong&gt;ICE HORLICK(s),&lt;/strong&gt; lesser&lt;strong&gt; COLD&lt;/strong&gt; stuffs alright. I will be a good girl. =) I cant help but to laugh, because i always tell myself all these when i'm having cramps. I'll scold myself for eating ice and stuffs, but after the pain is gone.. Eating ice and cold beverages is the best. haha. But, serious, this time i'll try to avoid cold drinks ya. hee.. But yesterday i wento visit my little darling, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! He was taking his nap when i reached there, Jiejie and me was chatting about cheap shopping. haha. I think we were too high and noisy, and he wanted to join us too. So he started crying, and he was wide awake. Jiejie wento prepare his dinner while i talk to him. Soooo cute!! I seriously love him alot, i will see him again on the first day of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;. He will be in his suave new year clothes and mesmerize other girls. haha. I shall stop soon, am waiting for my show now. I'm so bored. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Zun's my guy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; haha. Random. Looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sweetiepies, i miss you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; *huggs!*&lt;/em&gt; Alright, Goodnight sweets. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Are you happier there? I hope you could forget the pain and rest in peace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one minute of silence please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-4045373984593007447?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/4045373984593007447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=4045373984593007447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4045373984593007447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/4045373984593007447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-will-fade-away.html' title='you will fade away.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116975137683683322</id><published>2007-01-26T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T03:07:03.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WYNNY IS THE WINNER!</title><content type='html'>haha. It is almost 3am now. Look at my tagboard and you'll know, the &lt;strong&gt;OldMan &lt;/strong&gt;tagged my board and we argued like retarded kids. haha. He is super funny, he wanted me to change my MSN nick because i said he was a pig. But he type wrongly, he said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "cannot change your nick!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. So i'm a good girl, i never change. haha. He almost went mad. haha. And he left, because he was tired and that's the signal to me that &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WON!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Longlive Princess!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*laughs*&lt;/em&gt; I think i'm very bad. He is asking me to have a healthy diet and yet i did all this to him. Still argue with him and disturb him. haha. Wynny is so bad. Aw... Alright, i shall shout &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Longlive Princess!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and climb up my bed. Nights piggyss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/130751/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/320/43526/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not a pig!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You&lt;/strong&gt; are the pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You are a PORKU'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*laughs!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116975137683683322?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116975137683683322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116975137683683322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116975137683683322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116975137683683322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/wynny-is-winner.html' title='WYNNY IS THE WINNER!'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116974668990567151</id><published>2007-01-25T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T01:45:14.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*phone ringing*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wyn : "hello..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;7th Aunt : "bii ny, what's your Dad's full name in chinese?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wyn : "huh.. let me think. erm, what you need it for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;7th Aunt : "wedding invitations! haha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wyn : "oh my.. which one? congrats!!! *screams*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;7th Aunt : "Ah Ken. i'm gonna be a grandma soon. haha.and you better come back and attend the wedding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wyn : "cool man. i'll sure go back. and this is my Dad's name....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;7th Aunt : "18th March huh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wyn : "Yeah, alright. see you in Malaaca during CNY! byebye.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, come on. I'm super happy now. I'm going to attend a wedding soon, so happy. haha. Although i'm not very close to AhKen, because he have this very fierce face. haha. But still, i'm close with his brothers. So anyway, i'm super happy and crazy. haha. Plusplus, i can meet my cousins again during the wedding. Meaning, after &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY &lt;/span&gt;i can still see them. haha. &lt;em&gt;*screams*&lt;/em&gt; Madness. I cant wait for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; man. So excited for that day to come, to play with my sweetiepies, meet all my aunties, uncles and cousins. &lt;strong&gt;Yeah baby, yeah!&lt;/strong&gt; I shall cross away Vday and look forward to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;. Unless.... hahaha. &lt;em&gt;*slaps forehead*&lt;/em&gt; Alright, back to reality. Tmr am slacking at Sembawang with &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt;, and rot there. Oh yes, i must pay my phone bill tmr. I seriously must, please remind me. I've been dragging that payment for a long time man. haha. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;POA - Bad Debts&lt;/span&gt;. Am i right? Not very sure though, because i only had one lesson on POA before. haha. Anyway, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Miko&lt;/span&gt;, my MSQ good friend messaged me today. I miss her so much please... And people from MSQ are tendering their resignations one after another. Maybe MSQ isn't good? Or maybe other reasons. Mmmms, i dont know. But she asked me to join them for supper on the 31st. Maybe i should go huh.. And know what, i'm chatting with&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; MisterEtic&lt;/span&gt; now and he said he wanted to hold my hand. How sweet right? Yes, that's my reply. But guess what he replied, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"i hold your hand and bring you across the road only."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I feel like killing him laa. haha. But nevermind, I know &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MisterEtic &lt;/span&gt;will always be by my side. &lt;strong&gt;Right!??&lt;/strong&gt; heee... =) For your info, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MisterEtic&lt;/span&gt; is my cousin and he is a pig. haha. Alright, i gotta stop here. Goodnight babies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&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/25189249-116974668990567151?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116974668990567151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116974668990567151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116974668990567151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116974668990567151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/superman.html' title='superman!'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116957820093262018</id><published>2007-01-23T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T02:54:58.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;When you ran off the edge,&lt;br /&gt;You took me with you.&lt;br /&gt;A free fall into love.&lt;br /&gt;The cliff face speeds by like time,&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make sense of the blur.&lt;br /&gt;Connected by rope round the hips.&lt;br /&gt;We're only ever 6 feet apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first time,&lt;br /&gt;I've dived over here.&lt;br /&gt;Closed my eyes, took a breath and ran.&lt;br /&gt;This time I had no choice, dragged by the rope.&lt;br /&gt;And although it was against my will,&lt;br /&gt;It's the best time ever.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't regret a second of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see the dark pit,&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of the fall.&lt;br /&gt;We can only wander what will wait.&lt;br /&gt;A crash mat? Or a pit of spikes?&lt;br /&gt;We can only hold each other and wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116957820093262018?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116957820093262018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116957820093262018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116957820093262018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116957820093262018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/free-fall.html' title='free fall'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116940355428111931</id><published>2007-01-21T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T02:19:14.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>corner of love</title><content type='html'>I'm currently waiting for some shows to finish buffering so i can watch it later. And here i am to blog. Yesterday &lt;strong&gt;DXO &lt;/strong&gt;was quite okay, except for the DJs. But &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic &lt;/span&gt;says it was very sucky, haha i dont know. And &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AHGOGO!!&lt;/span&gt; You better make it for the next session okay! haha. It was really packed and squeezing into the dance floor was mad, it was so so hot and everyone is pespiring like hell. Saw Jon,WeeJian,Justin and WeiRen, the dancers. haha. Weiren is like the leader and the rest were his dancers. And we went retarded and followed Weiren's style of dancing. haha. But yeah, his dance steps were cool. Saw &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan &lt;/span&gt;while we're squeezing into the mid of the dance floor, he squeezed through us and he found his friend somewhere infront. His action was fast, we were all having a hard time squeezing in, but in just awhile he found his friends. haha. Din expect him to be there, but he messaged me and told me he was going around dinner time. haha. This time&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; Granzys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; din join me, i was with Jonic, Juz, Si and Cer. It was quite fun too. Walked to MSQ 7-11 to eat and slack, then around 5:30am we cabbed home. I was so so tired please. But thank god, i slept for damn long today. haha. I'm feeling super bored and down now. I dont know why. My temper is getting bad recently, i cant tolerate the way some people ask stuffs in sacarstic ways. And i cant tolerate people whom controls my actions, my whereabouts and everything i do. You are not anyone to control me. And at times, i hate to repeat myself. I dont care who are you, if i dont wanto repeat means you better shut up. Call me whatever you want, if you dont like dont talk. I'm fine with it. I sound like a spoilt brat here, screw! Alright, i have to watch my show now. Somebody please calm me down, and make my temper better. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buy me ice creams, chocolates, cotton candy, chips, or grab some sweets from &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Candy Empire&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'll be much better. Maybe let me dream about my Vday tonight, if it's nightmare i'll cry my Vday away. But if it's a fairytale dream... hehehe... Guess it yourself. Goodnight sweetiepies! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"You found yours, but what about mine?"&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/25189249-116940355428111931?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116940355428111931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116940355428111931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116940355428111931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116940355428111931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/corner-of-love.html' title='corner of love'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116914526761352791</id><published>2007-01-18T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T02:49:36.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catch my tears.</title><content type='html'>My CPU is back and i fking lost all my pictures and music, somebody please tell me this is gonna do me good. I'm so pissed off with that man whom repaired my CPU. &lt;strong&gt;Screw him!&lt;/strong&gt; Anyhow, just now around 9plus there was an accident near my house. I heard a loud bang and i ran out my balcony, i saw the motor cyclist body under the van. Half of his body were under the van. Hell. I was so freaked out. I shouted for my Dad and he came out to the balcony. A few of the Mac delievery guys ran over and helped the cyclist. We both pitied the cyclist, we thought he was dead. But after observing the scene for awhile, we actually saw the cyclist sitting up. Omg, it freaked me more laa. Then, the police came and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SAW THE CYCLIST SLOWLY STANDING UP AND WALKING TO THE SIDE OF THE ROAD TO REST!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;OH MY, HOW LUCKY PLEASE. THE CYCLIST WAS STILL ALIVE, WALKING, SITTING UP AND TALKING.&lt;/strong&gt; I prayed to God that he'll be fine, and his injuries will heal soon. A few minutes later, the ambulance came and drove him off to the hospital and the accident area was cleared by the police. Let's all pray that the cyclist is alright yaa. =) &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;And to those motor cyclist whom are reading this, please... becareful at all times and ride safely alright.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That's all for the accident. You know what?! Yesterday i MSN-ed with ZhiQing korkor and my baby boy, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mister Goo QiZhi!&lt;/span&gt; I miss him alot can. I cant wait for CNY laa. haha. Yesterday night, i thought of someone and i start to think about those stuffs again. It's been almost two months and damn, i'm still like this. It's not easy to let go so easily, you know? It's not easy to just be friends like that and treat as nothing has happened before? Promises, my dear, it's haunting me everytime. Please do not misunderstand me and maybe give me more time. Tmr i'm waking up at 8am(time now 2:45am) and my Dad will drive me to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dowager &lt;/span&gt;house, because i'm accompanying my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt; to the hospital for check-up tmr. Plus, i found out a few of &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; family member are reading my blog and blahblahblah.. But it's okay, it's &lt;strong&gt;MY &lt;/strong&gt;blog so i type whatever i want. If you dont like it, just shut up and you can always click on the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"cross"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on the top right hand corner. Alright, please send me some love, care, concern and hugs. I need them all. Lastly, i miss the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ENGLISCHBOYS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Goodnight honey babies! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/455501/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/320/175824/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/372776/fo036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I keep trying to face the day i'm lost without you."&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/25189249-116914526761352791?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116914526761352791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116914526761352791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116914526761352791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116914526761352791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/catch-my-tears.html' title='catch my tears.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116879990613241433</id><published>2007-01-14T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T02:38:26.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're gonna be my number one.</title><content type='html'>I'm back to blog again. But my modem is still screwed up and my CPU was sent for repairing yesterday. So now, i'm riding on somebody's connection. =) Damn, my back is aching like hell for the whole day. I dont know why also. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Urgh~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And i can say i miss those days in Malacca please. I miss my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sweetiepies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, cousins especially &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;. haha. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt; was actually ZeXian but we call him Baby since young. So yeah, i really miss those times there. Pasar Malam was damn fun, eating Apam Balik and stuffs. It was really fun. I dont mind staying there for long, i dont mind. Actually i wanted to stay there till CNY. haha. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EnEn &lt;/span&gt;was my sweetie little girl and needless to say &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;QiZhi &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ZhanZhan&lt;/span&gt; is my baby boy. I only get to see &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Qingqing&lt;/span&gt; for a few hours, but still he is always my boy. hee`&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; I love all my sweetiepies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have to go now. Pray for me that my back wont ache anymore. I miss everyone! Goodnight sweeties. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Love will never be perfect."&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/25189249-116879990613241433?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116879990613241433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116879990613241433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116879990613241433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116879990613241433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/youre-gonna-be-my-number-one.html' title='you&apos;re gonna be my number one.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116844055484609071</id><published>2007-01-10T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:49:14.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purify my Heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wynny's&lt;/span&gt; modem is spoil for the moment. So now her minister, me , is updating for her... she said that she miss her blog and everybody...especially her sweetiepies!! Let's hope her modem will be repaired asap.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116844055484609071?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116844055484609071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116844055484609071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116844055484609071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116844055484609071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/purify-my-heart.html' title='Purify my Heart...'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116801522068614735</id><published>2007-01-05T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T04:23:00.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing me those love songs.</title><content type='html'>Wynny is back! Yeah, i'm back baby. I've settled my stuffs already, finally. I can save all my tears now. =) I tell you, for the past few days i kept crying and crying. Because i'm confuse and my mind cant settle down. But yesterday, my tutor came to my rescue. haha. So i'm done now, and i'm fine now. Yesterday, i met &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic &lt;/span&gt;for NY and after that we met &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SingWah&lt;/span&gt;. Guess what? I met &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;TOBY &lt;/span&gt;too. haha. Around 10pm, walked back to Yishun and took bus home. Today i wento meet Amston for lunch, he freaking rushed me. He said he wanted to meet me at 1pm, but around 12pm he finished his lesson and asked me to rush down. Ner ner right. haha. So i rushed down, met him and lunched. After that, met Chew and accompanied her down to J8 to get her stuffs. We slacked there and we did paint art, super kiddy please. haha. Went over to see &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Joson&lt;/span&gt; together with Chew. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Joson&lt;/span&gt; is damn cute can. haha. I cant stop laughing when i thought of the way he was disturbed. haha. And now, there is this very sudden decision... I'm going back to Malacca tmr laa. Why am i so reluctant? Wynny always love to go there to see her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sweetiepies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;isn't it? &lt;strong&gt;YES!&lt;/strong&gt; But, i'm having flu and sore throat now. I dont wanto go there as a sick woman. haha. Anyhow, i'll still go but i have to take those bitter medicines. &lt;em&gt;*grumbles*&lt;/em&gt; People, please miss me when i'm away. I'm happily eating fries now, because Heng just came to my house to slack and she just left. I'm having sore throat but i still ask JChan to buy fries for me. Please clap for me. haha. It's 04:09am now. haha. And while chatting in MSN just now, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; promised me something. I hope it will really come true this time, because... &lt;em&gt;varrooommm~&lt;/em&gt; haha. I almost went mad with him while we talk about decorating the bike. Total madness. haha. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;You know, you know.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=) Alright, i have to go to bed before my Mum wake up. If not i'm gonna get screamings again. Goodnight babies and miss me! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;xoxo&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/25189249-116801522068614735?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116801522068614735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116801522068614735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116801522068614735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116801522068614735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/sing-me-those-love-songs.html' title='sing me those love songs.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116772976597509954</id><published>2007-01-02T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T17:22:46.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fed up with my thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Oh damn, i'm so pissed off and fed up now. I made my parents super stressed up, i made myself crazy and stress. I just dont know what else can i do. Alright, i just attended my tuition just now and i quite like it. Amston was together with me too, at least i'm not alone. And we might be taking it together too. Had a nice chat with him and, cheer up laa brother. =) Gonna go out to meet my chums later for dinner, and then we're gonna start school and stuffs. But i made my parents so stress, it's not that i never think of the consequences know. I was afraid to talk about this again, but i've no choice. You can say it's my determination, it's my sturborness or anything. I dont care. I know i'm bombing you all now, but please at least think of how i feel, think about my future, think more. Dont be so simple minded, things are much more complicated. I really dont know what to say to you all anymore. Because in the end, i'll be crying and you both will be stressed up and sighing. You want me to study and work at the same time, just because if i do that i wont have to worry about my financial problems. But have you ever thought, will life be easier for me if i do that. Will i be able to study and work at the same time.  Then you all start to blame others, why the fuck do you have to always blame others? Will it make you feel better? I really dont know what you are thinking, i thought i'll get support from you. Now, what have i got? I only got tears, scoldings, screamings and forcings. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Dont study."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; You always say that to me, i really wonder know. If you really mean it. What i i really dont study, will you be happier? Will everything be better?Sometimes, i really hate to talk to you. And i start to hate coming home. I dont know why. I dont if i should say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"why are my parents not understanding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or i should say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"why are my parents discouraging me now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; On the other hand, &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; said &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; wont leave me alone. How nice of you to say such stuffs right? And now you are leaving me alone. I dont need all your fkup promises or so anymore. Thanks to you, i'm gonna tell myself to live independently from now on. &lt;em&gt;Damn!&lt;/em&gt; Enough of all this, because nobody is gonna read this screwed up post and nobody is gonna care. I'm going out soon. Nah... i wont appear sad. I shan't spoil the mood. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You screwed up your own life, loser. Wynny, go bang yourself on the walls. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116772976597509954?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116772976597509954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116772976597509954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116772976597509954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116772976597509954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/fed-up-with-my-thoughts.html' title='fed up with my thoughts.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116767095277170030</id><published>2007-01-01T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:29:00.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2006, hello 2007.</title><content type='html'>Hello! Happy New Year people. So yesterday wento MSQ in the morning and i was late again. And it was my last day. Lunched with KiKi and Joan then around 6pm, they sent me down to PBJ to get some signages. I took a train and rushed down, took the signages and rushed back to MSQ. Chatted with Grace&lt;em&gt;(PBJ's staff)&lt;/em&gt; for awhile too. Reached MSQ around 6:50pm and i'm knocking off at 7pm. Pack my stuffs and left MSQ to meet my chums. No tears, no nothing. I was very proud with myself. haha. Met my chums, then walked back to MSQ to buy SL for dinner. Chris was inside frying some stuffs, but did smile at each other. haha. Slacked outside MSQ and caught the 10pm fireworks. Damn it, it was just for a short while laa. Around 9plus, i was crying like a&lt;em&gt; dumbfuck&lt;/em&gt; because of something. I felt super angry and mad. I called for help, but my help came to no avail. It became worst. I thought maybe after i call for help, i might feel better. But no, brainless was my reply. &lt;strong&gt;Screwed up!&lt;/strong&gt; And i hecked that shit and told myself to enjoy myself. My phone was dying soon, so i quickly send messages out to my friends. Walked to LauPaSat to eat some stuffs. On the way there, i was going mad. Super mad. After LauPaSat, it was 11:45pm already so we all rushed back to Esplanade to catch 12am fireworks. Was running and playing a fool like crazy kids. And yes! We caught those fireworks, it was so so nice. I then start to imagine what kinda stuffs will happen in 2007 and loads of stuffs. Anyhow, took the last train back to Sembawang and slacked at the coffeshop with Dajie, Alex, Andy, Mel and Weide. Reached home around 3:30am, bathed and slept. Today i woke up at 5pm, i felt super blessed. It's been a long time since i last had a 12hours sleep. haha. Dinner at East Coast with my family, grace and Ah Xiong uncle's family.&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nigel&lt;/span&gt; is damn cute can. haha. And oh, i'm starting to miss &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; again. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby,baby,baby, i miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; =) Alright, i'm gonna watch Kimi now. Goodnight world. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"You dont even need me, i shall just perish then."&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/25189249-116767095277170030?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116767095277170030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116767095277170030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116767095277170030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116767095277170030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2007/01/goodbye-2006-hello-2007.html' title='goodbye 2006, hello 2007.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116750494850367969</id><published>2006-12-31T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T02:55:48.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joy to the world baby.</title><content type='html'>It's 02:36am (Sunday) now and i just reached home not long ago. Went for steamboat after work with all my colleagues and PP's people to celebrate Miko's birthday and PP hitting 100% sales target today. It was hell fun i tell you. I was laughing like a mad woman till i started gasping for breathe. haha. MSQ wasnt that bad today, just freaking cold. And they bought 4D because Serene was on MC today. Once in a blue moon okay. haha. Super funny. Then someone broke the nail polish today, and we all rushed to get toilet rolls, nail polish remover and stuffs and started cleaning right away. I love the way we clean up together when something happen, teamwork and the our team spirit is good. But while cleaning , we are cursing and swearing because all our nail polish were gone. Then Auntie started saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"kan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to Dex, because he is a bad guy. Then Dex said something super disgusting and i said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"kan ni!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Auntie then continued &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"kan ni na."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Madness. Lunched with Dex and we were freezing to death. Anyhow, tmr will be my last day at MSQ and then i'll prepare for my studies stuffs. MSQ, i'll miss you all. Be it all those laughters and jokes in the shopfloor or outside, those stuffs you all thought me, i'll all remember it. =) Damn, i just finish painting my nails and it's almost 3am already. I have to go sleep already because i'm having morning shift later and i'll be going for the countdown too. So you all have a good new year celebration. Goodnight sweet sweet! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loves`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST WISHES FOR YEAR 2007.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*HUGS AND KISSES*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116750494850367969?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116750494850367969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116750494850367969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116750494850367969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116750494850367969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/joy-to-world-baby.html' title='joy to the world baby.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116741186458318195</id><published>2006-12-29T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:24:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut up! enough okay!</title><content type='html'>I'm freaking pissed off now, be it with my Mum, that freako or whatever shit. I'm on a super boiling mood now. And i dont and cannot take ridiculous jokes at the moment, i take them seriously and i might just screw you up. I really dont understand why the hell you asked about my studies and then you dont respect my choice. This is going crazy you know. Dont study, that's the only thing you could tell me. If i were to not study, you might just cry your whole life away and curse me. Damn, i told you my decisions and i know it's all fianancial problems i tred to get the best and cheapest shits but you are still not satisfied. You dont believe a single shit at all, fine. Then let's just shut up okay. I'm being a super bitch here, because my mood is going bonkers. And that freako could just go and die, when he've got money he dont come home. And when he is poor like a beggar, he message or call my Dad and whine to him about it. Why dont he fucking go get a job? Dont he feel pai seh taking money from my Dad all the time and still being rude to him. This is ridiculous right? Your Dad earns money back home, gives you money to spend and yet get screaming from you. I think his gf told him all this umpteen times till she gave up man.&lt;em&gt; (Sorry Grace if you're reading this. i cannot stand him at all.)&lt;/em&gt; I just called Mac delivery and let's just hope the meal will make me feel better. Who is by my side when i'm feeling down? Who is the ones whom will stay by my side to support, cheer and console me? All this is just shit and all shit man. I seriously feel very fucked up now. I should just run to my balcony and scream the hell out. Damn everything. I shall go eat my Mac now. &lt;strong&gt;GET LOST!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116741186458318195?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116741186458318195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116741186458318195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116741186458318195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116741186458318195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/shut-up-enough-okay.html' title='shut up! enough okay!'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116732864595561188</id><published>2006-12-28T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:57:26.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you took those smiles away.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, i cried like a retard yesterday night. My player played Jay's song and i started weeping like i just broke up. Crazy, just so crazy. Anyhow, MSQ was super fun today. Serene(2nd sup.) went for lunch alone leaving us alone. Lao Chio off, Auntie off, Amy went PP. So the shop was left with Miko, Kiki, Lin, Dex, Joan and me. We all were chatting happily, playing around and doing retarded things. haha. How nice... haha. Closing was at 9:30pm, and i ran to SL to get my ordered food. I could get it for free, but i said no. And yeah, the whole shop starts to disturb me with Mrs Tempura, or Mrs SL. Then from now, they want me to go SL to order food. This is ridiculous man. Disgusting. haha.Alright, enough of all those shits. I start to miss &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Taiwan taiwan&lt;/span&gt; again. I miss the food, the amusement park, the hotels, tea egg and all. Oh my, and i suddenly feel like flying to Sydney now. Or say, Paris or London. Tsk, dreaming. And &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;, please know what to do, what to say and when to appear ya. Everything is on &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; alone now, prove it alright? I'll remember what &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;told me before. And i promise to be a good girl from now. =) I have to go sleep now. Goodnight honeys. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bring me to a faraway land with just only you and me."&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/25189249-116732864595561188?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116732864595561188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116732864595561188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116732864595561188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116732864595561188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-took-those-smiles-away.html' title='you took those smiles away.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116723888499123903</id><published>2006-12-27T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T01:05:11.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've forgotten about all the promises.</title><content type='html'>I should be happy today, but i'm very very pissed off with my Mum. &lt;strong&gt;Urgh!&lt;/strong&gt; Forget it. Today wento Sentosa with my classmates, played in the rain, played some ball games and slacked. Then it started raining heavily and we went for dinner and &lt;em&gt;blahblahblah&lt;/em&gt;. I will miss all of them. =) Headed down to Chew's house for mahjong and was having fun but when Mum called, everything was so sucky. Yesterday i wento visit &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt;, like finally. Left MSQ with Sha and took train down to Khatib and cabbed to Korkor's house. When i reached, Jiejie opened the door for me and i saw &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; lying on his bed drinking milk. And i was shocked and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"baby! how come you become so long?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. He really grew alot man. Tummy bigger, taller, noisier, and of course more handsome and cute. He kept smiling and grabbed my fingers tightly. I was watching the 9pm show and he started screaming and wanted someone to carry him. So i carried him and his was moving around here and there till i was so scared and i out him down. He sat in the &lt;em&gt;"baby car"&lt;/em&gt; and started playing his own game. haha. Super cute please. YeeMah and YeeChang was back and when&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Baby Jayrel &lt;/span&gt;saw YeeChang, he started smiling. Only he can carry&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; around and play with him without hearing him scream. How cute. Jiejie(2) came back and we started chatting, i cried and stuffs. I seriously love all of them loads. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm having noon shift tmr, but i'm not excited to go MSQ at all. I dont know why. Sighh.. I started thinking about &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;___&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again for i dont know why.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;___&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;started to fill my mind everyday and i cried in the night for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;___&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I know this is not gonna be good, but why must&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; ___&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; appear in my mind again? I thought i'm gonna be alright, but no this is going no where. Everything is getting worst as days passed by and i one day i might not be able to take it. I'll just cry my whole day away because of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;___&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I know it wont be possible at all, but i dont know why you kept appearing in my mind. I'm not suppose to feel this way. But you know, you just suddenly appear in my mind again and made me crazy. I really dont know what to do. Can you tell me how? &lt;em&gt;*cries!*&lt;/em&gt; My mood is so screw up now, tears! Screw please! I'm gonna cry to sleep tonight. Goodnight people. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves and misses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/195559/Copy%20of%20Photo-0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/200/91163/Copy%20of%20Photo-0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/962784/Copy%20of%20Photo-0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/200/609908/Copy%20of%20Photo-0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/642425/Copy%20of%20Photo-0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/200/941474/Copy%20of%20Photo-0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/124959/Copy%20of%20Photo-0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/200/154046/Copy%20of%20Photo-0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;look at Baby Jayrel's hair. Cool baby yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"You gave me too much slacks, and now you are pulling me back to your side."&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/25189249-116723888499123903?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116723888499123903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116723888499123903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116723888499123903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116723888499123903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/youve-forgotten-about-all-promises.html' title='you&apos;ve forgotten about all the promises.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116706745220464394</id><published>2006-12-25T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:28:53.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss you the most during christmas.</title><content type='html'>My christmas was spent pretty well. Morning shift, whine and nagged like retarded. Met &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Granzys&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Puffys&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; at City Hall and trained down to Dhoby Ghaut. Walked down to Orchard, bought spray cans and our barganing style is superb. Countdown was alright, saw a fight outside Cineleisure and i was super scared and it reminds me of someone. While walking to the coffeshop, this whole gang of &lt;em&gt;bengbengs &lt;/em&gt;were walking over and shouting about the fight just now. I am so scared that they'll start the fight beside me, i tell you i will just scream and cry. Saw my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COUSIN!&lt;/strong&gt; Mister OhKS&lt;/span&gt;, like finally. haha. Anyhow, slacked at the coffeshop for awhile and all headed to Chew's house. After i bathed, i fell asleep on the sofa and blahblahblah. Nothing much happen at MSQ, and i dont wanto talk about it too. On 23rd December 2006, i wento attend a LONG related cousin's wedding at Swissotel. I was super excited and my heels were killing me. Saw Mister &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LeeChangDa &lt;/span&gt;when i reached, then went in and i saw a hundred plus tables and i got mad. Sat with all my aunts and anticipated for the dinner to start. I love the video so so much please. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ChangDa &lt;/span&gt;and all were smartly dressed and looking cool. =) Now i'm super tired, morning shift again tmr. I want &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to call me again and chat till the wee hours. I want &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to suddenly message me and ask about my whereabouts. I want&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to tell me so so so many things! Tsk, now you know this is how much i miss you right? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nerner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I miss your voice man. &lt;em&gt;*huggs*&lt;/em&gt; And thanks for all the presents and messages, love you all! =) Alright, Goodnight sweets!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Being kept alive by the emptiness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"If only i could always be your good girl."&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/25189249-116706745220464394?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116706745220464394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116706745220464394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116706745220464394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116706745220464394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/miss-you-most-during-christmas.html' title='miss you the most during christmas.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116672339305732197</id><published>2006-12-21T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T01:49:53.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rejected lonely days</title><content type='html'>The good thing is that my &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt; have been discharge from the hospital today. She is alright now. =) Noon shift today and i was late, briefing was retardedly mad because Amy was the one doing the briefing. So we have did shits like betting, guessing which shop din hit yesterday, recordings and played with samples. Our sales today is very good 9k plus, and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; came to MSQ today. Then lunch-ed with Joan, we talked a lot and she is very good to me. Closing at 10:10pm, talked and slacked in the office and left the shop around 10:40pm. Walked to the train station together with Amy, Dex and Sha. Slacked outside the train station and waited for them to finish their cigs. Amy was super funny and crazy, i almost went crazy with her.  And when the train reached Orchard's station, i saw &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Aloysius&lt;/span&gt; boarding the train in another cabin. Messaged each other and i went super high, because he dont know we are in the same train just that we are in different cabins. Although he is in WA now, we can still take the train home together. At least i dont have to go home alone when Rene and me are having different shifts. I can actaully call and say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"yopsehyoh, what time you finish work today? blahblahblah..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And tada, i've someone to accompany me to take train home. &lt;strong&gt;Yipppes!&lt;/strong&gt; And yesterday, i spend my day in the hospital from 1pm till 8pm at night together with my Queen, godma, wj and minister. Accompanied my &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt;, waited for her to do x-rays talked to her, went around eating, tea breaks in the hospital. Met &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; yesterday at Novena Square too. Anyway, thanks to all whom stand by my side these past few days. And thanks to those messages and concerns, i'm better now. Although tears are still gushing out, but i'll be fine. =) I'm meeting Jiejie soon and that means i can hug &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; and superman him around! Mornigh shift tmr, Goodnight people. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABANG NUZLI!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;21.12.2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i miss you abang! hot cakes breakfast soon eh. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Just open your door for a better tomorrow."&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/25189249-116672339305732197?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116672339305732197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116672339305732197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116672339305732197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116672339305732197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/rejected-lonely-days.html' title='rejected lonely days'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116654733511731695</id><published>2006-12-19T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:00:37.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good friend.</title><content type='html'>My king sent me to PP today and i slept in the car. Around 4pm, went back to MSQ because Sue wasnt feeling good. Joan gave me xmas present, thanks babe! I was building castles in the air for like very long, Dex came over and asked me what happen. I shook my head and smile. I cried when i leave MSQ, because my Queen said that my &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt; is gonna stay in the hospital. Actually around 12pm, i got to know that my &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dowager &lt;/span&gt;was in the hospital already. Because she was giddy and vomitting. But i did call and check about her condition, but i din expect that she have to stay in the hospital for a few days. And this is the first time she was admitted to the hospital. So i cried when telling Joan, she talked to me and my tears gushed out. Dex saw me crying after his smoke break and he got shock. Joan told me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Girl, must be strong. cannot cry already okay. dont cry.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and she wiped off my tears. I love Joan so so much can. =) Went over to WA for awhile, when i came out from the ladies i saw &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Aloysius&lt;/span&gt;. Chatted for awhile, looked for Rene, blahblahblah and went down to TTSH. Quite alot of my family members were there, &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt; was much much better. Then the doctor talk to my &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dowager&lt;/span&gt; and said she have alot of childrens. Then she proudly said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; "i've nine sons and one daughter!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Tmr they are gonna do a blood test on her and see how it goes, and if things are alright she can be discharge maybe the day after. Tmr i'm having off day, i gonna go accompany my &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Dowager &lt;/span&gt;with my cousins and rot my day away at the hospital. Korkor called me today again and i told him, i miss &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; alot and i told him to come fetch me over to visit &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt;. He steadily said okay. But nahh, i was at the hospital that time. But i'm gonna visit &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Baby Jayrel&lt;/span&gt; soon. So ya, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Baby wait for me okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) A few of you asked me to promise not to cry again, i cant promise it. Really, i'm sorry. Just let me cry and i'll be fine okay? Thanks for all the care and concerns. Alright, Goodnight darlings. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves!&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/25189249-116654733511731695?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116654733511731695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116654733511731695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116654733511731695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116654733511731695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-friend.html' title='good friend.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116646326920752982</id><published>2006-12-18T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:57:13.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be there for me when i need you.</title><content type='html'>Today just isnt a good day. I dragged myself to MSQ and did some shits there. I was kinda happy, but after that my mood went down. Super down. I cried like nobody's business. I know, it's not point crying now. But i couldn't believe it was so bad. I called &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;my King&lt;/span&gt; and cried to him, then i called my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt; but he missed that call, after that i called &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Old Man&lt;/span&gt; and cried to him. I made them worry, i made them go crazy. I know hearing someone cry and not being by their side will get you mad. Called &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; and others to inform them about it. When i was on my way home, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my Queen&lt;/span&gt; called and i cried in the bus. I disappointed her, Sorry.. I disappointed so many people around me. Sigghh.. Everyone whom i called or called me, heard me crying like a retard. I'm sucha loser, i cant do anything but cry to them. Mmmms, went out to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Granzys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Puffys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, dined with them. I will seriously miss you all. And you all will always be there for me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Right Granzys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks for giving me tissue when i cry, thanks for being by my side when i'm sad. Tolerating all my craps and shits, feeding me when laziness acts on me, entertaining me and cheering me up. There is so many thank yous i wanto tell you all, nothing can explain how much we care for each other. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU, I LOVE YOU ALL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sometimes i might call and cry or whine to you, please bear with it okay. I'll be fine after that. For now, i just wanto stop working and decide about my stuffs. My mood is like the weather today, rain, rain and rain. I wanto hug so so many people now. My parents, cousins, sweetiepies, darlings and all. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"A hug is what you need."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -&gt; Titus, i agree with you. Sighh.. Goodnight sweeties. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;my king : "dont cry. come back and we'll discuss about it okay?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my queen : "i wont scold you, dont cry anymore. be good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;old man : "take care and make a wise decision."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;minister : "dont cry anymore. relax.. i'm very worried for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jonic : "calm down.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;godma : "decide carefully alright? dont cry anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;kor kor(cousin) : "dont give up ya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;joan : "girl, dont cry okay. hush hush.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;granzys : "no matter what, be strong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and loads more... this is what they told me when i cried to them. Thank you people, thanks for all your care and concern. I'll be strong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116646326920752982?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116646326920752982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116646326920752982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116646326920752982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116646326920752982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/be-there-for-me-when-i-need-you.html' title='be there for me when i need you.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116628275000703810</id><published>2006-12-16T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:56:25.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All my dreams are in your eyes.</title><content type='html'>Oh.. Both my legs are aching like hell now. I wento Parkway Parade to help out today, fking far please. I have to leave my house super early, take train to Woodlands and take bus over. It was around one and a half hours journey there. And when i reached, i called over to ask for directions again. haha. PP's people are friendly, and we all clicked very well. haha. We always look eye to eye when there is a very fussy customer and we kept talking and laughing. haha. PP is small, just like &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;. How i miss &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC's&lt;/span&gt; storeroom, shopfloor and all the craps i did there. &lt;em&gt;*sobs*&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, i left PP at aaround 7pm. Wento get my contact lense because i wore my current one from mid-September till now. I'm very proud to tell all the optician that. And all of them will say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"ya, blind then you'll know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. The first shop i went, dont sell a pair, they sell in boxes. So i wento the other shop, they sell in boxes too. The optician is super super ganchiong. He kept asking me the wrong things, like when he is suppose to ask for my degree, he asked for my specs. I got discount for 3 pair of lenses. Then after i pay for my lenses, i suddenly remembered i need to get solution too. I was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"oh shit! i need solution too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The guy went in and get a bottle for me and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"this one i give you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"give me? oh.. okay. thanks alot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Tan tio right. haha. Took bus back and reached home around 9pm. Thursday, after work at MSQ, Amy&lt;em&gt;( Asst. Manager)&lt;/em&gt;, Sue, Miko, Auntie, Jasline and me went over to &lt;strong&gt;MakanSutra&lt;/strong&gt; for supper. haha. Vivian joined us later. We ordered 11plates of food and we ate like mad. haha. Super fun. Laughed at a lot of things and everyone was crazy. Chatted till around 1:30am, cabbed back home. Friday, i did morning shift. Damn, i was late again. haha. I was having cramps till i almost die. 25 cartons of stocks came in and i sort out the nail diamonds till i wanto cry. Went shopping with Miko after work and bought 3tops at e-base, less than 20$. haha. The day before, wento &lt;strong&gt;ESPIRIT&lt;/strong&gt; bought 2 tops using staff discount. I'm like starting to shop everyday. haha. Anyway, i'm gonna tender my resignation soon. Because i still wanto enjoy my holidays, mahjong, gaigai and rest. Plus i'm getting my results on Monday, please pray for me. Thank you! =) Alright, i gotta stop here. Goodnight honey babies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HEY &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I MISS &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ALOT OKAY.*hugs and kisses*&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/25189249-116628275000703810?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116628275000703810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116628275000703810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116628275000703810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116628275000703810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-my-dreams-are-in-your-eyes.html' title='All my dreams are in your eyes.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116594592423789965</id><published>2006-12-12T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T02:21:36.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just cant smile without you.</title><content type='html'>Wynny is a happy girl today. haha. But minus away the part where my 2nd sup. almost fuck me up. I woke up this morning, and i took my temperature. &lt;em&gt;Phew~,&lt;/em&gt; i'm back to normal. Not a sick woman anymore. haha. Walked super fast to MSQ, punched my card and woohoo, accuratly at 1300. I always rush to MSQ and i always reach on the dot. I was never early before. I looked at my card today and i found out i was late for 3 times since 4th December till now. A few minutes late, like 3 minutes or 5 minutes. The worst was ermm.. 15minutes. haha. Lunch-ed with Joan, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SAKAE SUSHI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; Joan.&lt;/span&gt; haha. She treated me again, pai seh laa. We actually had a deal that i have to help her sell a 500$ SUISSE Prog skincare set and she'll treat me &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SAKAE&lt;/span&gt;. But i haven even sell the set, she already treat me. So i must really help her. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Wynny, jia you! =)&lt;/span&gt; Lynn and me were super funny, we kept laughing today. haha. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Godma &lt;/span&gt;visited me today at MSQ.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I love my Godma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And i might be meeting her for breakfast at Tiong Bahru tmr morning. Anyhow, Dex taught me something today. I told him i'm very scared that things will get chaotic, so he started telling me some stuffs to calm me down and taught me good things. Weird right, Ah herng&lt;em&gt;(Dex)&lt;/em&gt; actually can teach me good things. haha. Left MSQ around 9:15pm, went down to WA to look for Rene. Cool laa. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Aloy &lt;/span&gt;was there, and at first i was trying to avoid him cause he was serving customer. Chatted with Rene and she went in to get some stuffs. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Aloy&lt;/span&gt; saw me, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"ehhh!!! Ah girl.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; . So so friendly huh, or maybe passionate. haha. He then put his hand on my head, pulling me nearer to him. Because i was standing some distance away from him. haha. Oh my, my hand was touching his waist already laa. So shy can. haha. We chatted like good friends, asked about &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;stuffs, and some BA's were looking at us with the blur look. haha. He then grabbed my hand and tell Gigi &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"hey, this is my sister."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I paused for a few seconds and i said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"heehee, this is my father!."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Serious okay, he is __ years old and wants to be my brother. haha. Then my name will be like &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;WYNNY SAW&lt;/span&gt;. And my full name is &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wynny Saw Some Thing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.haha. Lame. But to think again, being his daughter my surname is&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;too. haha. Crap laa. I then told him about Kenny Rogers, Val and him got so high and started discussing about it. haha. Because in &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; i always buy &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mac Cheese&lt;/span&gt; and he loves Kenny Rogers too. haha. Shopped at WA, super cool. A good friend of WA. haha. Who carries a box of underwear home without a carrier or anything? Who takes out a new underwear and put it high up in the air to look at the sizes in a very crowded place? Oh please, i shouldnt reveal the name out. He is still single, i'm afraid after i say it out girls might avoid him. haha. Rene! You know i know. haha. Isetan. haha. Alright, it's my off day tmr. Thanks for those concerns and messages. &lt;em&gt;*Huggs*&lt;/em&gt; Goodnight, my sweet little darling. I'll smile to sleep tonight. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"It's never too late to relight the fire between us."&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/25189249-116594592423789965?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116594592423789965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116594592423789965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116594592423789965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116594592423789965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-just-cant-smile-without-you.html' title='i just cant smile without you.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116585658885457242</id><published>2006-12-11T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T01:06:09.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont need you at all.</title><content type='html'>I haven been updating this shit for a few days. Anyway i think only a few souls visits my blog, should close it down soon laa. Agree? Oh, last few days in MSQ was alright. Friday lunched with Dex and closing at 10:15pm. Saturday morning shift, lunched with Lynn and Rene visited me at night. Had &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Andersen's Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt; with Fiona&lt;em&gt;(promoter)&lt;/em&gt; and Rene. Dex's treat, because we helped him. But today, i found out we actually din help much. haha. Yesterday was morning shift again, tired can. And yesterday sucks please, i hate it laa. Dex was on MC because he is a nerner, Joan and me was hungry like hell and we both were going mad. Today was better, 2nd sup. off Amy was here. The atmosphere was seriously better. We could laughed happily in the shopfloor, joked around and everyone was mad. Read alot alot on POUR HOMME's stuffs, like i'm taking exams soon. haha. Closing was super early today, 9:45pm. haha. See.. When Amy is around everything will be fine. haha. We were all eating some snacks in the room while waiting for Amy to pack her stuffs. haha. Food fair. Then after closing we all, 7 of us, wento Mac's and Amy bought ice cream for us. haha. So it was super funny, 7 people each holding and licking the ice cream will walking out of MSQ. haha. Miko is a nice girl to chat with and she is very nice, Joan is not fierce at all laa. haha. But i still miss &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; alot alot okay, and &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Aloy &lt;/span&gt;dont ask so much okay. haha. Dont ever try digging anything from Rene hor. haha. Laughs! Oh, i know my temper is going worst recently. Not PMS for sure. I dont know why also, but i can sense my temper going worst. I so feel like screaming at &lt;strong&gt;THIS &lt;/strong&gt;person and scold everything out. Screw, i think i'm having fever now. Because i just took my temperature and it is 37.9.&lt;em&gt; Tsktsktsk..&lt;/em&gt; Wynny, you are so weak. Go bang yourself on the wall. haha. Alright, Goodnight honeys. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&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/25189249-116585658885457242?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116585658885457242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116585658885457242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116585658885457242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116585658885457242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-need-you-at-all.html' title='i dont need you at all.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116551100288790602</id><published>2006-12-07T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:11:54.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trapped by the loneliness</title><content type='html'>I'm dead tired. My legs are super painful, i'm having flu and slight cough. Someone please tell me, i'll recover tmr morning. I dont wanto fall sick at this time, when Auntie is not around and i have to do those stocks alone tmr.&lt;em&gt; (you all better help me, if not i'll cry in the storeroom.hee`)&lt;/em&gt; I dont mind having flu, but the cough is torturing me. No chips, no chocolate and no fried food. Oh my... &lt;em&gt;*screams*&lt;/em&gt; MSQ was freaking cold today, i was freezing to death. Then i told Jasline&lt;em&gt;(lao chio)&lt;/em&gt; that i am very cold, she brought me to BLOOM's corner and asked me to touch some lightings cardboard. It was warm and so nice. I love it. Lunched with Su at Cavana and met one of her friend. Closing was early today, 9:45pm. Left MSQ around 10pm together with Serene&lt;em&gt;(2nd sup.)&lt;/em&gt; and Su. My King fetched me at Khatib and i was craving for chips. But nahh... nevermind. Suprise visit from Lynsey when i was standby-ing at POUR HOMME's corner. Will be meeting Rene for lunch tmr, and on Saturday MSQ is having midnight sales. I'm having morning shift that day, &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; they put me on standby for midnight sales. God bless me please. haha. My mood is still very sucky. I dont know why. Alright, Goodnight sweeties. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Would you lie with me and just forget the world?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116551100288790602?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116551100288790602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116551100288790602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116551100288790602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116551100288790602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/trapped-by-loneliness.html' title='trapped by the loneliness'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116542536858027957</id><published>2006-12-06T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T01:16:08.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>locked away deep inside</title><content type='html'>I lunched with Rene yesterday and left for MSQ. &lt;u&gt;Revealing-of-the-secret mission&lt;/u&gt; =&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; F&lt;em&gt;ailed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Reached MSQ and blahblahblah, then everyone was asking me about &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MoS &lt;/span&gt;party because i'm heading down to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MoS &lt;/span&gt;with my chums after work. Auntie asked and i know she is actually worried, then Dex being kpo asked and talked about it too. So the whole day Dex and me was chatting about clubbing stuffs. And i gotta know some not very nice stuffs and i was horrified when he told me. I was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"serious? this kinda stuffs happen?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Like a kuku, i know. Break time was with Joan, she is very good. I'll treat her a meal next time. haha. Left at 10pm with constant reminder from Auntie and Dex to be careful. Dex told me alot of times can, he pulled up the shutter for me and mumbled&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;"careful ah."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay, appreciated. But another &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SYN&lt;/span&gt;. haha. Jonic and Chew waited for me to finish work and wento Macs to meet Nehneh all and headed down to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MoS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MoS &lt;/span&gt;was super squeezy but it was fun. Dancing with my chums all, bua-ing, lesles and laughing at how people dance. haha. Reached home around 5:15am, bathed and sleep. Woke up at 11:30am today, it's my off day. Went out with ALL my chums, ate Ramen, watched Just Friends, took photo stickers. They rocks! =) Left them around 6:15pm and wento look for Rene at WA. Again, &lt;u&gt;Revealing-of-the-secret mission&lt;/u&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Failed&lt;/span&gt;. haha. Headed down to Bugis to meet the OH'S and Billy Bombers and ate. Because it is my&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Minister's&lt;/span&gt; birthday. haha. Wento C.A.N Cafe to have a drink and slacked again. Anyhow, i'm not in very good mood now. Screw. Why this way? You dont care then shut up. Dont add salt to the wound and act as if nothing had happen. What the fuck is this? Your attidude made me despise you. I dont know why you became this way. &lt;strong&gt;Urghh!&lt;/strong&gt; Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Your voice has engraved itself into my memory."&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/25189249-116542536858027957?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116542536858027957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116542536858027957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116542536858027957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116542536858027957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/locked-away-deep-inside.html' title='locked away deep inside'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116525013740696300</id><published>2006-12-04T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T01:17:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inside your heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. I was back on Saturday night laa, but i was super tired to blog. And i dont know how to blog about my Taiwan taiwan, but still, i'll blog maybe next week or so. Retarded. haha. I still miss Taiwan very very much, especially the shows there. haha. Anyhow, today's my first day at MSQ. Not that bad, but super boring. But at least Dex and Auntie kept talking to me so i wont feel bored. Dont wanto talk much about MSQ. But some funny thing, Aloy was transfer back to WA and Sharon Lee was back to GWC. I dont know why. Rene and Aloy is super funny. haha. Gonna surprise him tmr at WA. haha. My mood is crucial again laa, i dont know why. Firstly, i miss GWC. Secondly, I dont like my feelings now. Lastly, somehow there is this one person whom is always in my mind the whole day. I cannot find out the reason why that person is revolving around my mind, this sucks. Sometimes i wished that i could stay in Taiwan and not come back to Singapore. Yes, but maybe this is just for the time being. Still holiday mood ma. Alright i gotta stop here already, i seriously miss drinking&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; aiyubing&lt;/span&gt; now. Urghh. Goodnight sweet sweet. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I miss you, you should know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116525013740696300?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116525013740696300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116525013740696300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116525013740696300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116525013740696300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/12/inside-your-heaven.html' title='inside your heaven'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116439090290893707</id><published>2006-11-24T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:08:33.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with your smile, everything's alright.</title><content type='html'>Yes, i'm flying off in less than 24hours time. I dont know what to do now, but i'll get some sleep later. This is so boring, i'm less excited as before. I always look forward to travel overseas and starts to imagine what kinda stuffs will i do there, but this time my mind is nothing about Taiwan taiwan, it's some crap and rubbish which made me go crazy. I woke up around 2pluspm today, packed my luggage and went off to town wanting to get a pair of shoes. Reached town, met Nehneh and Jon and walked around. Received a call from Mum and we started shouting to each other and being retarded. I got very very pissed off by her, and my anger was hot boiling. Met&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Jonic&lt;/span&gt; for awhile and headed home, bought my lenses. And she called screaming again, i got super fed up, reached home and we quarelled. No, i never cry at all. For what, who is the one being unreasonable? Nb. Yes, since you think it's a wrong choice to waste money on me then dont tell the whole world i'm going with you. If you think i'm being an extra in your trip, take me out and dont bother telling me to take leave and stuffs. First you said you are not allowing me to go, next you asked me to take leave for the trip. You cant even make up your mind and you start screaming your head off. What for? You tell me. You told almost the whole world about me going to town and not packing my bag. Thankfully, everyone believed you and now, i'm the bad girl. I dont mind laa, suits you. &lt;strong&gt;WHATEVER LAA&lt;/strong&gt;. As long as i'm happy with what i'm doing, i dont care what you wanto tell others. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Urghh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Anyhow, i woke up today missing&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; GWC&lt;/span&gt; so much. I was thinking, if i'm at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;today then it'll be hell fun. Looked through my cell's inbox and saw that message, starting tearing and thought of &lt;em&gt;blahblahblah&lt;/em&gt;.. Came online and chatted with some people, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OM&lt;/span&gt; is going overseas next week too. I dont know when because he never say and maybe before i'm back he flew off already. We might meet in the sky, right? haha. Safe journey and have fun, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OM&lt;/span&gt;. And i think i'm travelling aimlessly, i only know my flight is 12pm tmr, have to reach the airport around 10:30am and Terminal 2. That's all, if you are gonna ask me about other stuffs i will shake my head and say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"i dont know.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Alright, I'll be back next Saturday. My phone will still be on i think, check how many of you actually called me. haha. Then when i'm back in Singapore, i'll call you all and scream saying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Wynny is back in SINGAPORE!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Mad. Do miss me alright? I'll miss&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; Granzys&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Puffys&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Minister&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SingWah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC darlings&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, people whom chatted with me in the past few hours and everyone. &lt;em&gt;*huggies!*&lt;/em&gt; I will not wash my clothes and give it to the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; because he wants the air there. haha. And i'll give my socks to this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ner ner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because he wants the smell, i know i wont tell people our secret okay? haha. Thanks to all bon voyage&lt;em&gt;(s)&lt;/em&gt;. I will enjoy myself there as promised. =) Goodnight honeys.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/936506/DSC00130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/200/573494/DSC00130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/418219/DSC00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/200/677562/DSC00126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/747907/DSC00127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/200/943298/DSC00127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/1600/630797/DSC00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5597/2626/200/749456/DSC00125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"It will be nice if &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; are the one sending me off."&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/25189249-116439090290893707?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116439090290893707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116439090290893707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116439090290893707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116439090290893707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/with-your-smile-everythings-alright.html' title='with your smile, everything&apos;s alright.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116431023798524458</id><published>2006-11-23T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T03:39:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont want any apologies, i just want your concern.</title><content type='html'>I just finish painting my nails and i'm typing like a taitai whom just finish her manicure. haha. Anyhow, today at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;was fun laa. I was a little late due to the delay of the fkingtrain. While walking to the bus-stop to wait for bus over to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, saw Charlene. We both &lt;em&gt;eh-ed&lt;/em&gt; each other and we were actually on the same train. So both of us were very rush, reached &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; walked super fast and i called over to JP to ask them help me punch my card. Because i left it there on Tuesday. Aloy then asked me about my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Taiwan taiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and he told me there were 25 cartons of stocks today. He said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"it's your last day and today is the day where i have the most number of cartons. haha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I said okay, i'll do all the stocks and he said the others will help me. haha. Did those stocks and while doing i kept laughing and laughing laa. Elsie super funny, curry pao. haha. Aloy wanted to go get some snack from &lt;strong&gt;Old Chang Kee&lt;/strong&gt;, so Elsie asked him to buy curry puff but she say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"curry pao, curry pao."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Aloy asked &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"what pao? huh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Joannie and me was laughing like siao, then Aloy asked if i want. I kept laughing and laughing. I just cant stop laughing and they said i was mad. haha. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Simi pao? tio pao?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Alot of funny things happen in just 1hour, between me and Elsie. I think we both are mad, i asked her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"why you so funny today? haha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; She asked me back and we laughed like retard. Rene called and started chatting on the phone for a little while, Aloy became so sensitive when i say&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "shen jing bing". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I knew he was joking, but i continued crapping with him. He grabbed my hand super tightly again, pain laa. I tried my best to struggle off. Violent shit laa. haha. Before Aloy left, he asked and told me something like if i'm not working anymore then &lt;em&gt;blahblahblah&lt;/em&gt;. haha. We shall see huh.. haha. Mad. Saying byebye to morning shift people is kinda sad, Aloy said bye to me with a wink. TeeKoh or being nice? haha. Figure it out yourself. I smiled and said byebye. Closing was around 9:30pm, but Charlene, Joannie and me was doing shopping in the shop around 9:15pm. haha. Nobody buy, we buy ourselves. haha. Wrote a note for them and paste it on the schedule list.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; I will miss them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. Left &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;around 10pm with some photo takings, went home with Charlene. Took photo outside TANGS like tourist. haha. Tmr am packing my luggage, last minute shopping, new lenses&lt;em&gt;(i wore my current one for like 2 months plus already)&lt;/em&gt; and maybe cutting my hair. When leaving &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, i kept telling myself not to look back and be sad. Dont cry like an idiot when everyone thinks it's retarded to cry for this kinda things. Everyone is telling me, it's okay to go MSQ, new enviroment and stuffs. Yes, i know. But do you all have those strong feelings like me? Like how much i love &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, and how much i love all my colleagues? How reluctant am i to go MSQ when i knew about the transfer? I dont know how many people will feel this way. I'm like in love with &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; and now we're seperating. I thought i could enjoy &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Taiwan taiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; happily, and go back to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; like a happy little girl. But now, after &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Taiwan taiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i will be in MSQ. I dont know how to describe that kinda feelings. Goodnight babies. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I WILL MISS GWC ALOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/PB230105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/200/PB230105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/PB230106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/200/PB230106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/PB230107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/200/PB230107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/PB230111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/200/PB230111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GWC's shopfloor and storeroom. i love it alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/PB230108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/200/PB230108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/PB230110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/200/PB230110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/PB230118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/200/PB230118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Charlene and Wynny. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/PB230116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/320/PB230116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my last note for them. i love GWC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Say you dont love me when i'm asleep."&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/25189249-116431023798524458?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116431023798524458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116431023798524458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116431023798524458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116431023798524458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-want-any-apologies-i-just-want.html' title='i dont want any apologies, i just want your concern.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116421667042842886</id><published>2006-11-22T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T03:32:40.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant describe how am i feeling inside</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my last day at JP Atrium, so super happy can. Sales was very good yesterday, i left at around 7:30pm and sales was already 2000+ we are suppose to hit $2500. I was playing around with one of my customers baby boy. So cute laa, carried him and he hugged me. haha. When i knock off, i wento check my phone and 13 miss callls. I was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"what the hell.. deep shit laa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Nothing much happen, just about the party thing. Met &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; and went down to MoS, a lot of people laa. Blahblahblah.. Slacked around HOOTERS and stuffs then chatted with JiaSheng. He protected me against those police uncles. Supper at ChongPang Nasi Lemak with JiaSheng, HT,Sam, Marq, Jason, Raymond and Jonic, reached home around 6plus in the morning. Bathed and slept till today 6plus in the evening. 12 hours of sleep, tsktsktsk... Good life huh. While eating, they talked about something and Sam suddenly said this very sensitive thing out. Then i looked down and looked eye to eye with HT and Jonic and we laughed. haha. They kept saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"dua tao"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, i dont know what is it about at all. haha. Woke up and prepared for a &lt;strong&gt;LONG-RELATED&lt;/strong&gt; wedding dinner. It was held at Crown Palace restaurant, the food wasnt very good. The groom looks very charming when he smile, and the bride have got a tattoo at her back, the word was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Xiong".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The groom's name was &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Han Xiong&lt;/span&gt;, so yeahh she tattoed his name. Cool right. Saw &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;two times laa, fate or what. So retarded, but i din smile at him. I just stare at him because i was very tired and cold. The dinner was a simple one, but thank god there was wedding slide shows. I'm always very excited to watch it. So the dinner ended around 11pm and we left. Before we leave the restaurant, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called out my name and said byebye kinda loudly. So shy can, i looked back and stared for awhile and looked at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; stayed there to continue their drinking, i bet they are gonna drown their night away. The &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is this cool secret nerner&lt;em&gt;(not my long lost lover or anything)&lt;/em&gt;, and the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the secret nerner's friends. haha. If we have fate, we're gonna meet each other again. If not, please wave goodbye. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; know right? Let's believe in fate now. haha. You know what? Jiejie said she is going to bring me along her wedding plans &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; it is on a weekend. Like on weekends they are checking out the photo shoots price and stuffs. haha. I dont care weekend of what, as long as it is something to do with wedding i'm happy. &lt;strong&gt;YEAH!&lt;/strong&gt; Jiejie, i love you! &lt;em&gt;*kisses*&lt;/em&gt; hee.. I am going back to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; for my last time tmr! I received a few calls recently to ask if i'm still going back &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; on tmr. First was Aloysius, he called me on Monday. Then just now was Joannie and after her was Aloysius again. haha. I dont know why laa. When i called back to Aloy just now, he answered the phone in a ah beng way. Because i dont have his number and i din know it was him. So i was shock when he answered the phone, then suddenly he AhGirl-ed me. Then i know it was him. haha. On Friday, i have alot of things to do. Packing my bag, doing last minute shopping and stuffs. And Saturday, i'll be flying off. =) Alright, dont worry. I'm fine,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; can enjoy your life happily and not feel bad about anything. I'll clear this mess up myself and forget about everything slowly. I'll slowly stop crying when my mind is settled. Goodnight sweeties. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I hold out my hands and touched love."&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/25189249-116421667042842886?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116421667042842886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116421667042842886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116421667042842886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116421667042842886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-cant-describe-how-am-i-feeling.html' title='i cant describe how am i feeling inside'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116404051739570496</id><published>2006-11-20T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:35:18.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant get you off my mind.</title><content type='html'>I was super worn out yesterday so i din blog. Yesterday&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; GWC&lt;/span&gt; was super slack laa, but i we did hit our target. So so happy. Aloy was having leave yesterday, so not so stressful. But he still call back the shop to nag and gave me some tasks. Laughed at MIC dressing, polo tee, a boxers-lookalike shorts, black socks pulled up high and black polished shoes. Please laa, like the olden days MATA&lt;em&gt;(police)&lt;/em&gt; can. Joannie pointed to me and i laughed like retarded on the shopfloor, then lunch during night time we were smelling at those skincare tester to see if its expired. Super funny, having cream on our nose, almost ate it and retarded stuffs. I laughed at them till i wanto squat down and cry. They say i went mad, yes indeed. Kept talking about Aloy, gossip huh. Was disturbing Elsie about she having lunch with Aloy that day. Candle light lunch or cigarrette light lunch? haha. And they talked about Aloy and me going home together, they said we might look like couple. Taking cab to the train station together, leaving &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; together, taking the same train and stuffs. Tsktsktsk... Please laa, couple or father and daughter? We are so bad can, Aloy not around then talk bad about him. But everything was just plain joking. &lt;em&gt;*giggles* &lt;/em&gt;=) Went off at 9pm, went down to WA to look for Serene. Azuma Joey and Valerie was super funny laa, after they knew i was from &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, they started telling me tales about Aloy because he was from WA previously. Laughing and crapping around, Valerie steadily asked me to serve WA's customer. Cool laa.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Azuma&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt; Joey&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt; is&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt; super&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt; cute&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt;S &lt;/em&gt;funny&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt; laa&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;. Bo eng&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt; laa&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Azuma communicated to me in her &lt;strong&gt;(S)-language&lt;/strong&gt;, having an (S) at the end of every word. So funny can. haha. But i'm afraid suddenly Aloy will appear at WA and i think i'll run into the storeroom to hide. Reached home around 11pm, bathed and slept because the next day i'm helping out for the Atrium Sales and JP. And when i'm on my bed, i couldnt believe i'm leaving &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; so soon, &lt;em&gt;taiwan taiwan&lt;/em&gt; is so near and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OM&lt;/span&gt; stuffs is still revolving around in my mind. Sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;20.11.2006 - Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 6:45am today, left my house at 7:30am because i'm suppose to reach JP at 8:30am. Narbei, damn damn early can. Atrium sales started, was with Jenny&lt;em&gt;(ex-supervisor)&lt;/em&gt;, Karin&lt;em&gt;(my store manager)&lt;/em&gt;, Jasmine &lt;em&gt;(New Asst. Buyer)&lt;/em&gt; and some others. I started missing &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; after a few hours at JP. =( Aloy called over to look for me because someone was on MC. I got so so worried and kept thinking if &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; is okay or not. Sighh.. Sales wasnt very bad, at first i was in charge for the make-up bundle deals i was super bored there. So Karin asked me to take care of perfume sets. That was much more better. Lunched with Jasmine, my first day with her and we clicked super well. Got a missed call from &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, called back and it was Aloy whom called me informing me about Thursday's shift. Heard Karin talking to Aloy about &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; stuffs. Sighh.. can cry man. Left at 7pm, talked to Karin about MSQ thingy and she explained to me. So yeah, i din say much and smiled. She is nice enough to put me back at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;on Thursday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thank you Karin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) Met HT and khatib and cabbed down to 6th YeeMah's house. My Eldest YeeMah is coming out from JB tmr. I so love it, i miss her so much can. Just one day at JP, i miss &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; so much. Like what my Minister say, there were a lot of love there. &lt;strong&gt;YES!&lt;/strong&gt; Alot alot alot.. I so love each and every one of them at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder how did Yasmeen overcome it when she knew that she will be transferred over to Vivo City. Anyhow, i'm gonna buy some stuffs for my &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; darlings and give it to them. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL ALOT ALOT KNOW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; MSQ MSQ MSQ, I wonder am i gonna love you as much as &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;. We shall see.. I'm on morning shift tmr, party at night at MoS. I am not suppose to cry about anything tonight because tmr's party got alot of people. No swollen eyes, Wynny. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GWC IS THE BEST OF THE BEST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(new slogan) &lt;/em&gt;Goodnight babies! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVES`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Everyone's so happy, except for me because i miss you."&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/25189249-116404051739570496?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116404051739570496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116404051739570496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116404051739570496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116404051739570496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-cant-get-you-off-my-mind.html' title='i cant get you off my mind.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116404279332877258</id><published>2006-11-19T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:46:12.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JONIC AND WYNNY'S MADNESS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/princess%20and%20jo%2097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/320/princess%20and%20jo%2097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/princess%20and%20jo%201O1.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/320/princess%20and%20jo%201O1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/princess%20and%20jo%2091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/320/princess%20and%20jo%2091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/princess%20and%20jo%2096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/320/princess%20and%20jo%2096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/princess%20and%20jo-pathetic%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/320/princess%20and%20jo-pathetic%20face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/princess%20and%20jo%201O7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/320/princess%20and%20jo%201O7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I uploaded the photos halfway and Blogger screwed up again. Pissed off my socks laa. Anyway, Jonic and Wynny's craziness!! =) &lt;strong&gt;GUAN TANA MERA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116404279332877258?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116404279332877258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116404279332877258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116404279332877258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116404279332877258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/jonic-and-wynnys-madness.html' title='JONIC AND WYNNY&apos;S MADNESS!!'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116387552977059531</id><published>2006-11-18T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T02:56:46.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true or false? you tell me.</title><content type='html'>I love morning shift, yes of course i love it. I get to prepare slowly and hop on to my King's car and he'll send me to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;. Today i reached&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; GWC&lt;/span&gt; around 10:35am, when i was walking to the shop, someone &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"ahem"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; behind me. I looked behind and guess who i saw.. &lt;strong&gt;TADA!&lt;/strong&gt; Aloysius laa. Opened the shop together with Elsie and i &lt;em&gt;"blowed"&lt;/em&gt; all the perfume gift sets. So fun. I'm super satisfied with all my &lt;em&gt;"blowings"&lt;/em&gt;. Syidah, Joannie and Charlene was noon shift, briefing started when everyone was there. Lunched with Joannie at KFC, super full laa. Went back to the shop laughing like mad then Aloy asked me to clean away the sticky stains. Very hard to clean off can, my taitai's finger nails all broken already laa. I spent like 20minutes cleaning away 2 sticky stains, 20 minutes okay. Aloy said i used 1 hour, ner ner. So Aloy came to Wynny's rescue, he helped me clean away the remaning sticky stains with all his strength and smartness. See.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HERO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right? &lt;em&gt;*applause*&lt;/em&gt; We then stupidly argued about the using of standing chair, because i took it and put near my condola. I needa use it to clean a top part of the condola, Wynny is short can. Then he suddenly shift it over and said he wants the chair to arrange stocks. I mean, he use the chair to sit, and i used the chair to stand for cleaning. Of course i need it more badly, &lt;em&gt;right right right?&lt;/em&gt; So we started kiddy arguments and he grabbed my hand again. Showing violent behaviour to thePrincess, so bad right. Always grab so tightly, but i still wont let him win. I know i'm bad. I always make him surrender and nicely forced him to let me win. Needless to say, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) I kept singing in the shopfloor today, especially to Syidah. Left &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; around 7:15pm and went down to Sembawang to meet &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jonic&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S-L-A-C-K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Videos and photos will be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You asked if i'm okay just now. If i say no, it will make you go mad. If i say yes, i'm obviously lying. Wrong info? Now i'm confuse, which and what is the wrong info are you talking about? I just wished that the message was just a &lt;em&gt;plain-drunk-and-send-wrongly&lt;/em&gt; message. But nahh.. I'm lying to myself. Where got such things? Sigh... You said you dont worth my tears at all, but what else more can i do to ease the pain? The feeling is like breaking up, i dont know why. It just sucks, and it's tearing me apart. I dont know if you are reading this, i just wanto tell you that &lt;strong&gt;"you are actually a special someone in my life." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116387552977059531?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116387552977059531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116387552977059531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116387552977059531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116387552977059531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/true-or-false-you-tell-me.html' title='true or false? you tell me.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116379158759762301</id><published>2006-11-17T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T03:33:57.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now i know, i'm worthless to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You : I thank you for explaning everything to me. When i cry, you said you dont like girls to cry and asked me to stop crying. You consoled me and made me smile. When you eat &lt;em&gt;Famous Amos&lt;/em&gt;, we made this promise to share it with each other. You &lt;strong&gt;promised&lt;/strong&gt; to piggy back me, cycle me, share &lt;em&gt;Famous Amos&lt;/em&gt; with me, bike me and this 2years thingy. The 2years thingy kept me going, it made me think positively all the time. I dont know if you still remember all the promises, even if you said it jokingly, i'll still remember it. Every single one, i can remember it clearly. I always look forward to receive your messages and chatting with you. Even a short message from you made me smile a few days. Whenever i tell people about you, i felt that i'm the happiest woman on earth. Whenever i thought of the jokes and our conversations, i always smile sheepishly. I thought you were the pillar i could lean on, i thought you were the one whom will always cheer me up. I seriously thought you wont do this to me. But, what happen now? I always thought i was going the right way and you were going my way too. Now i ask you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"are you going my way?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sighh.. I couldn't accept the fact that you actually sent that message to me and i cried so badly for you. You are the one whom consoled me and asked me not to cry, but now i'm crying so badly for you. You arent there to console me now, i dont think you care at all now. I have to apologise for being a nuisance and bothering you for the past months. Now, i wont bother you anymore. I wont disturb you in the night, i wont cry to you and ask for your console. I will just be normal and forget everything slowly. Thanks for everything and all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the best to you. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-will you all cry after reading this? i cried super badly while typing. Sighh.. read the entry below too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116379158759762301?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116379158759762301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116379158759762301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116379158759762301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116379158759762301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-i-know-im-worthless-to-you.html' title='now i know, i&apos;m worthless to you.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116379128320413661</id><published>2006-11-17T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T03:33:06.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you ever realise?</title><content type='html'>Sighh.. Bad things happened again. Look at the date again, it's 17th please. Damn. I hate it. Let's talk about &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; today first, with my retarded expressions on my face and my stupid eyes, i managed to drag myself to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;. Gave my very first smile to Joannie, changed and listened to the briefing. I haven even put on any make-up they wanto check my grooming. Aloy was checking on some stuffs, so when Syidah check me i ask her to say i everything also have. I know this is bad, but yeah.. no choice. Did cleaning again, because sudden call from Wendy saying Tania is coming to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Narbei&lt;/strong&gt;. False alarm laa. But still have to thank Wendy for informing us. Lunched with Joannie at Mac, actually only one person can go lunch and we have to eat our lunch outside. No more eating in the storeroom. But we asked Aloy and he allowed. =) Karin came over to help and we cleared alot of unwanted stuffs in the storeroom, i cleaned the whole cashier counter. So shiny. I kept wiping the counter and suddenly Aloy squeezed in to dont know do what. So squeezy please. Then we make noise again then &lt;em&gt;blahblahblah&lt;/em&gt;.. My mood was seriously better at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, i smiled, i laughed and i'm kinda okay. But there is always this few minutes i'll play with &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mr.Stone&lt;/span&gt; and tears will start to clot around my eyes. Sigh.. Tmr morning shift and i'm looking forward to it. Anyhow, this is a really sad part. No other words can explain my feelings. I received this very heartbreaking message at around 5am, i was soundly asleep. I woke up and read the message, i started crying and crying and repetedly looked at the message for i dont know how many times. I looked at my clock and it was around 8plus in the morning, so for the past hours i was thinking of what to reply and how to reply. Anyway, the replying part is not important. So i cried and cried all the way till 11plus and prepared for &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;. I let everyone down, i think. Everyone was waiting for my good news. But in the end it isnt a good news at all. I dont know what else to say and what to do. This sucks, things are super bad now. MSQ stuffs already made me cry like mad, now this kinda things come out. When can i stop crying and when can all this stop? Sigh.. Thanks to those whom constantly send in message to see if i'm okay. &lt;strong&gt;Thanks!&lt;/strong&gt; Read the entry above and....pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116379128320413661?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116379128320413661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116379128320413661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116379128320413661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116379128320413661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/do-you-ever-realise.html' title='do you ever realise?'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116370173092270264</id><published>2006-11-16T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:38:03.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my eyes you are the only one i see.</title><content type='html'>Time now is 12:54am. I reached home at 12:15am just now, closing was at 9:45pm but did some stuffs, waited for my mum and left together with Elsie and Aloy. We did night briefing right after closing, it was the first time ever we did night briefing. Fun please, Aloy kept wanting to sudden attack me with questions. But thanks to me being attentive at all the briefing i knew how to answer him when he asked me. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FAB FAB FAB!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aloy did mention about the MSQ thing, i just smiled and look down. Mmmms, I reached &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;around 1:40pm today, when i reached Tania was leaving already. Tania is the big boss please, i quickly changed and went out. Then office people came to check again, the whole shopfloor is like bombarded laa. After they left, Tania called and i answered. &lt;strong&gt;OH MY GOD!&lt;/strong&gt; I went super high and i told Syidah &lt;em&gt;(New girl)&lt;/em&gt; about it, then i told Elsie and Joannie. haha. I went mad. I din 20 cartons of stocks today. haha. When changing the plastic bags, i was arguing with Aloy retardedly again. Because i thought the BIG bag was finished already and we have to use the small ones for rubbish. So i asked him if there were BIG ones, he said there were BIG ones but no small ones. And he said the BIG ones are for storeroom and the small one is to be use on the shopfloor. But on my hands were 2 small ones. He got crazy and we started kping about BIG and small plastic bags. I was in the storeroom and he was at the shopfloor, thank god no customer. haha. I was still blur about the plastic bags, suddenly he charged towards me and held my hands so tightly, looked at me and said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; "you ah.. i find the plastic bag for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I know he've got no other ways to handle me anymore. haha. So i was laughing and giving funny faces. And yes laa, he found one BIG and one small one for me. I started whining like a little girl and throwing tantrum then argued like mad again. haha. Of course i said my famous phrase &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"I dont wanto talk to you laa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He replied &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"I so nice.. why you dont wanto talk to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I know laa, it's my fault. But still arguing with him is fun, always being the winner. Poor him, always have to be the loser. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wynny rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When i wanted to change, he straight away said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"hey, i wanto go in check stuffs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Nerner right. Elsie laughed and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"he always wanto disturb you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I replied&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; " i change very fast one laa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. See.. always bullying me. I can cry on the spot know. haha. Took cab down to Orchard MRT, he tricked me. He kept saying last train so both of us were walking super fast, but in the end still long to last train laa. haha. We listened to the very nice song in the train, he said the song is very romantic. Then got retarded and talked about other things and i psycho-ed him to say &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Wynny is a good girl."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha. I know i am lying to myself laa. haha. Super high laa. Always go home with him, always get so high and retarded. haha. Mmmms, anyway my mood is on a very crucial state now. I dont know how to handle a lot of things now. I just want myself to be happy and cherish everything, every moment. Let's hope that after &lt;em&gt;Taiwan taiwan&lt;/em&gt; things will change for the better. I love &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, i love the people at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; alot. I dont wanto leave them, i dont wanto go MSQ. Sighh... Wynny, be strong alright. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Thank you Minister for your internal messages&lt;/span&gt;. =) Goodnight honeys. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLDMAN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(16th November 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Best Wishes and enjoy yourself. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Sometimes i do wonder about your feelings towards me."&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/25189249-116370173092270264?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116370173092270264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116370173092270264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116370173092270264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116370173092270264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-my-eyes-you-are-only-one-i-see.html' title='in my eyes you are the only one i see.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116353235766799047</id><published>2006-11-14T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T03:56:44.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont want to leave you. i love you all.</title><content type='html'>Looking at my title, you all should know what happen. Sighh.. Yes, today morning shift and i read the mail from main office. Yes they are gonna transfer me over to MSQ. When i knew about it, i shouted &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"narbei laa! why me? i dont want.. hur..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Joannie was together with me in the storeroom and she said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"ohh... my ah girl. hais..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I so wanto cry laa, i wento clean up some condolas and my mind kept flashing that mail. Aloy was on Annual Leave so he wasnt there, it was good that he wasnt there at that very moment. Because the mail stated that Aloy have to reply them asap about the transferring. So i told Joannie to act like she never see that mail, wait for Aloy to see it. I told Elsie and Charlene about it, they said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"hais.. my ah girl ah.. how?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Tsk.. I'm really very sad can. I kept sighing the whole day and i just got no mood at all. I left &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;around 7pm because meeting my cousins to have dinner and celebrate Xp's birthday. While waiting for the traffic light to cross over to take bus, i asked myself &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"wynny, is this the last time you'r crossing this traffic light? last time taking bus16 here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My player was playing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DaChengXiaoAi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tears were fighting to gush out, and i held it back but dapping tissue around my eyes. In the bus, i repeated the song and tears were clotting around my eyes so i wiped it off and stuffed myself with M&amp;amp;Ms chocs. I told myself, i cannot cry. I cannot cry infront of my cousins to make them worry. So dinner was at NYDC, i was normal of course, mad as usual and retarded. After dinner was Cuppage pooling, met Serene got super high and retarded. Minister sent me home, i know i was like a retard and mad girl. I just walk and walk, leaving Minister behind and i kept talking and nagging non-stop. Poor Minister. Reached home, told my mum about the MSQ thing and cried like a stupid girl. Whatever she say, i just say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"wo bu yao, wo bu yao."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I know, throwing the Missy tantrum around. But seriously, i'm really very sad about it. So i kept crying like i'm leaving this world or so. Minister called and chatted for awhile, cried and laughed at the same time. I'm retarded. Still, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Thank you Minister!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) Whenever i think about me going to be transferred over to MSQ, i just wanto cry. I know, on Thursday if Aloy is gonna talk to me about MSQ stuffs i think i'll cry like mad. I love&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; GWC&lt;/span&gt;, i dont wanto go MSQ. I dont want laa! Who am i to say dont want, i know all this are parts and parcels of life. But just... &lt;strong&gt;Urrgghhh!! Screw laa!&lt;/strong&gt; My eyes are already swollen now and painful. Hurr... Thanks to Minister, OldMan and Jonic for listening to my naggings and consoling me. Thanks alot! Sighh.. Please pray for me that i still can stay at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;. If not i'll cry my day away at MSQ. Wynny is so sad now. Something bad just happen, i'm gonna cry my night away again. &lt;strong&gt;Damn it.&lt;/strong&gt; I shouldn't be so stupid to say all those stuffs. Now both of us are going crazy and i'm feeling super negative. &lt;strong&gt;Screw!&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, yesterday's entry is up. Read it and you all will somehow understand my feelings now. Goodnight. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Haven you realised it?"&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/25189249-116353235766799047?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116353235766799047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116353235766799047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116353235766799047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116353235766799047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-want-to-leave-you-i-love-you.html' title='i dont want to leave you. i love you all.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116353380535258012</id><published>2006-11-13T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T03:51:08.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just close my eyes and i'm with you</title><content type='html'>My keyboard is spoilt, so now i'm using the freako's laptop to blog. Damn. Anyhow, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC &lt;/span&gt;was fine today. 10 cartons of stocks came and i did it all, it was tedious but fun. Argued with Aloy about the nail polish total number, like little childrens. haha. Then i signed every single page that i checked, so there were like 30plus pages. I told them&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Wynny having concert. Now signing all the albums. haha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah, they all laughed at me laa. Of course. haha. After signing i wanted to go have break, read the magazine and eat AuntieAnne. But Aloy asked me to replenish stocks first, then i said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Aw.. I dont wanto friend you laa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Then he said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"Okay laa... Go eat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. See see.. Wynny always wins. haha. While eating, he was in the room also and he started entertaining me with super cold stuffs like singing retarded songs and talking to himself. haha. When i was looking at the horoscope page, i asked him what is his horoscope. He asked me to guess, and i got it right. Just one guess. haha. I read and explained to him about his horoscope and i requested him to give me angbao. haha. But he said he on ly have 7$, so i said Master or VISA all can. haha. He steadily takes out the cards and asked me choose. haha. And he told me a little bit about his finance stuffs. I told him i'll rob him. haha. And we talked about some stuffs, i cant remember it at the moment. I was arguing with him like retard again and he sighed and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"okay, everything you say is correct. you always win.haha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. I know i'm always bad to him like kping to him and arguing with him in retarded ways. haha. I kept laughing sheepishly whenever Elsie, Joannie or Charlene tells me funny thing about Aloy. And he always caught me laughing and forced me to tell him what happen. Or he'll smile and say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"what you laughing about? Laugh and laugh, only know how to laugh. haha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He is fun to crap with at times, but sometimes he is so gan chiong that we all cannot tolerate. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;GanChiong Spider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. If he gonna read my blog, i think i'll die in his hands the very next day. haha. I love &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; alot alot alot! Goodnight sweets. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I dreamt about dancing with you in LoveTown."&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/25189249-116353380535258012?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116353380535258012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116353380535258012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116353380535258012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116353380535258012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-close-my-eyes-and-im-with-you.html' title='just close my eyes and i&apos;m with you'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116335083999200525</id><published>2006-11-12T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:03:15.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's only a heartbeat away</title><content type='html'>Today is a very fast and boring day. On the way to Yishun train station i saw &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SingWah&lt;/span&gt;. Tian yi, i know. haha. When i reached &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, Aloy was outside the shop waiting for me so he could open the shutter. He asked me to do this &lt;em&gt;blahblah&lt;/em&gt; thing and i started throwing retarded tantrums like a kid. haha. Did some really funny and kiddy actions. haha. I know laa, recently i kept throwing retarded tantrums and whining here and there. I know, haha. Cleaned the masks condola, super dusty please. Oh my god. Aloy bought Jollibean pancakes for us, so that was my ermm... lunch plus dinner. haha. There is this Jollibean secret about Aloy. Super funny. I couldn't stop laughing after he said that to me. haha. Unbelievable laa. haha. Mad mad mad. My right eye had problems today, dry and painful. I kept blinking my eyes. Bought eye drop from Watson but in the end i forgot to use and left it in the shop. haha. During lunch i was messaging with Minister, and i received an internal message after that. haha. &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Minister, i know and you know huh.&lt;/span&gt; haha. When the clock strikes 7pm i was whining around saying i wanto go home. Because i'm meeting Chew and i dont wanto leave&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; GWC&lt;/span&gt; late. So around7:15pm, i looked at Aloy. He looked back and i said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"i wanto go home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He looked at the time and said okay. I ran into the room and change, my actions was super fast. Then i heard him saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"Wah.. So fast."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. After i changed, i went out and Elsie looked at me and i said byebye in a cheeky way. Declared the cash, and said byebye to them in a cheeky way. haha. So happy, so happy. Then i cant stop smiling and laughing for i dont know why. Minister said i was mad. haha. Slacked at Sembawang with Chew, and reached home around 10pm. Noon shift tmr, and i'm going mad again. haha. I know i said something wrong today, but thank god it was alright. Nothing happen. =) &lt;strong&gt;Urrghh...&lt;/strong&gt; No eye infection tmr please... I gotta go rest now. Goodnight sweeties. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"How i wish i could act like a little girl when i knew about the marriage."&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/25189249-116335083999200525?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116335083999200525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116335083999200525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116335083999200525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116335083999200525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-only-heartbeat-away.html' title='It&apos;s only a heartbeat away'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116326896437525618</id><published>2006-11-11T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:16:04.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles and miles of empty space in between us.</title><content type='html'>Morning shift tmr again, no this time i'm not nagging. haha. My mood is much better now, i'm super high and happy for i dont know why. Thousands and thousands of reason behind my smile today. haha. My King sent me to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; today, before &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; we wento eat then when we're on our way to GWC, it started raining heavily. Nerner. Slow traffic along the expressway and i was 15minutes late. Aloy din say much, &lt;em&gt;Phew~&lt;/em&gt; My left eye was swollen today and the make-up on both my eyes were very very light. I skipped grooming check because i was tidying up L.A SPLASH. haha. But yeah, everyone knows that my left eye is swollen. Because the night before i watched the show &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The way home &lt;/span&gt;the korean show. I cried like retard, it was my second time watching i still cry so badly. haha. Really sad please, and i thought of &lt;em&gt;blahblahblah&lt;/em&gt; and it was worst. Tsktsktsk... Seriously, my tears are so not precious at all laa. haha. _____ said something really nice today that made me super happy and touched. Sales today was borderline, but we did hit our target. Fancy shouting&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; "anyeonghaseyo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the shopfloor and laughing. haha. Elsie and me gave Aloy a new name - &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GanChiong Spider&lt;/span&gt;. haha. Fishy Jane came to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, actually to watch movie with her friend but when i step out the shop, i saw her and we both were screaming like mad. haha. I was wearing the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!@# &lt;/span&gt;she bought from HK and i saw her. haha. Fate or what. haha . Closing was at 10:15pm please... Left &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; with Aloy around 10:30pm and we took bus to Orchard and took train home. haha. While crossing the road to the train station &lt;em&gt;asdfgfdsa&lt;/em&gt;. Madness and scary. Talked alot alot alot, in the train we were playing guessing songs game. He was testing me laa, like he play a song in his phone then i have to guess the title. I won laa, very very little mistakes only. haha. Yesterday when preparing to leave for &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, my left hand was super empty. Because the bracelet that Nehneh bought for me was spoilt. Okay, both at fault okay. haha. And he said he'll get one for me, steady right? So i messaged him and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Nehneh, i want bracelet. you should know why. haha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He replied &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"okay i know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; So &lt;em&gt;steadypompeepee&lt;/em&gt; right. haha. Then today i received a call from him, he bought the bracelet already. hahahaha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;THANK YOU NEHNEH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) I have to stop here already. I've alot of secrets to myself today. But i'm happy. haha. Goodnight sweeties babies! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/1600/princess%20and%20jo%207O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5597/2626/320/princess%20and%20jo%207O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JONIC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(12TH November)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;GUAN TANAMERA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25189249-116326896437525618?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116326896437525618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116326896437525618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116326896437525618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116326896437525618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/miles-and-miles-of-empty-space-in.html' title='Miles and miles of empty space in between us.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116309383353156100</id><published>2006-11-09T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:39:21.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backdoor lovers</title><content type='html'>Once again, i'm feeling sad. I dont know why recently all the sad things kept revolving around me. This is bad, very bad. One after another, when is it gonna stop? Catastrophe, seriously. During meeting today, Joannie told me there will be a new girl transferring over to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; near end of November. And i might be transfer away to other outlet, this sucks. I hate it. I like &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; alot, i love being in&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; GWC&lt;/span&gt;. Although i might be complaining about the travelling time, but still, i dont wanto be transferred off. Sigghh.. I'm so sad. When i knew it, i wanted to cry on the spot. Tears was almost clotting around my eyes. I messaged my minister and told him, i know i shouldnt be sad. This are parts and parcel of work, but there is this kind of &lt;em&gt;not-willing-to-leave&lt;/em&gt; feelings. I really really hope i wont be transfered away. Please... I shall now treasure my time at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, do my sales well, be a good girl and listen to all the BAs and Aloy. Anyway, today at &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt; was not bad. Hit the sales target, good. But today i cleaned the condolas till both my thumbs are super painful. So pain now, my taitai's hand. haha. My entry's title &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"backdoor lovers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I dont know why, last few days this word kept appearing in my mind. I feel like crying so badly now, urghh.. I dont know what else to blog, i'm unhappy. I need a plaster now to stick on my heart. My mood is super down and everything is just so wrong. I shouldn't get myself into all this shit in the first place, now i'm suffering and slowly ceasing. &lt;em&gt;*screams*&lt;/em&gt; I shouldnt continue blogging already. Goodnight people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I close my eyes and you are on my mind."&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/25189249-116309383353156100?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116309383353156100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116309383353156100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116309383353156100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116309383353156100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/backdoor-lovers.html' title='backdoor lovers'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116309096145469644</id><published>2006-11-08T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T00:49:21.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being a retard in love</title><content type='html'>Oh.. I'm feeling super down now. &lt;strong&gt;Damn!&lt;/strong&gt; I can cry anytime. Urgghh.. I shall blog about what happen yesterday and today to make myself feel better. Yesterday was morning shift, yes, i told everyone i could wake up. &lt;strong&gt;BUT!&lt;/strong&gt; With umpteen times of my parents calling, and i finally drag myself up. Dad sent me to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GWC&lt;/span&gt;, so cool. haha. Actually morning shift is quite fun, not much customer just plain walking around. Aloy asked if i taken my breakfast, i said no and he steadily said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"what you wanto eat? i treat you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Wahh.. See... How nice is my supervisor. haha. I immediately said no. And when back to do my stuffs, so i starve myself till lunch time. He bought lunch for us, the rice is very hard. You all know i'm a lazy girl, even when chewing i'll get tired. haha. I started playing with &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mr.Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(stoning in process)&lt;/em&gt; . haha. New name. So ya, i played with &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Mr.Stone&lt;/span&gt; and chewed my rice slowly. Aloy came in and looked at me, he asked &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"are you eating or thinking about things?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Of course i'm eating. I told him about the &lt;em&gt;very-hard-rice&lt;/em&gt; and he asked me how many times i chew. Funny or retard? I dont know. I replied &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"next time you count already then you tell me. and i'll tell you mine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. After eating i asked him how much was the rice he said no need to pay. I said no, second treat already. So yeah, i paid him. He said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; "say no need already, still wanto pay. haha. you dont know i rich? haha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah laa, so i told him&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; "if you rich, say earlier ah. i can ask you to treat Kenny Rogers laa. Not this packet of rice already. haha. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I'm so bad. haha. And we all agree that Aloy is very very vain, seriously. Standing in front of the mirror doing his hair and stuffs, because leaving for sup. meeting. haha. Vain-er than us. haha. Everyday we've got so many funny things happening and Aloy always have new stuffs to expose to us. haha. Elsie is very cute please, yes seriously. haha. Yesterday night, i chatted with Aunty May. It was nice chatting with her, plus i saw Alex too through webcam. So cute! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I miss them!&lt;/span&gt; =) Today went out with Mum, Godma and co. had lotsa fun. I can wait for Taiwan taiwan laa. Madness. I'm feeling better now. It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what ,&lt;strong&gt; Wynny. NOTHING.&lt;/strong&gt; I know, i know. I'll be alright after a few days. Alright, i have to sleep now.  I hope 21st is gonna be fun and mad. It'd gotta be! Oh and my &lt;em&gt;babyboy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kenneth Teeheehee&lt;/span&gt; hurt his right hand. So sad. He was on the escalator and i &lt;em&gt;dont-know-how&lt;/em&gt; he got his hand injured. Abrasion and kinda red. Poor little boy. He better be fine soon, &lt;strong&gt;huggs!&lt;/strong&gt; Goodnight sweets. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this post was suppose to be publish earlier, but Blogger was screwed. So i published it the next day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[/edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Nobody likes the feeling of one-sided love. It's horrible."&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/25189249-116309096145469644?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116309096145469644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116309096145469644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116309096145469644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116309096145469644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/being-retard-in-love.html' title='being a retard in love'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25189249.post-116283219742265901</id><published>2006-11-06T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T01:07:52.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant live a moment without you.</title><content type='html'>I'm nagging about me having morning shift tmr. Because you know, Wynny cant wake up early during the holidays. But at least i can knock off early like at 7pm. haha. Today is just plain spring cleaning day. I cleaned almost the whole skincare condola. &lt;em&gt;Tsktsktsk...&lt;/em&gt; If Aloy is around he'll ask me to clean only one section. But today he is on leave, so Joannie asked me to clean everything. Yes, now i know the importance of having Aloy. haha.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; GWC&lt;/span&gt; is very quiet today, but we did hit our sales target. &lt;strong&gt;Yeah!&lt;/strong&gt; I tell you, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;MIC&lt;/span&gt; are real funny people. haha. Today 2&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; MIC&lt;/span&gt; guys came in and Charlene was serving them , then one fot he guys asked her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"when did your ancestors migrate over from DaLu??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. Charlene dont have a &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;MIC&lt;/span&gt; look please. haha. After they left, we all laughed like mad. haha. Plus, today Charlene let me try the new BENETTON's perfume, when she sprayed the men's one i said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"got aloy's smell!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha. She said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"uh ohh... you miss him.. haha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yeah laa, i know the whole world are having the same thinking as her laa. Mad. haha. I found another burping khaki, Joannie. haha. After she eat, she'll walk out and burp loudly. haha. Just like what i always do infront of my chums. I get really excited and run over to them then i burp. haha. Disgusting. But &lt;em&gt;wooo&lt;/em&gt;, satisfaction. haha. CCTVs are fun, but if Tania is watching, i'll be dead. haha. Fancy dancing, burping, superman, sailormoon and doing retarded actions on the shop floor. haha. Wednesday is my off day, will be out with Mum and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Godma&lt;/span&gt;. I'm craving for chips and Maggie BeeHoon now. haha. Sometimes after work, i feel rather sad and lonely. I dont know why, but i'll just keep quiet and look around aimlessly. Anyhow, no worries i'm fine. =) At times i can meet Rene after work also. haha. My minsiter is very touched by my message to him yesterday. I think he cried a few buckets after reading. haha. Alright, i have to stop here already. The &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OldMan&lt;/span&gt; is having supper at Jalan Kayu now, not fair right? &lt;em&gt;*screams*&lt;/em&gt; haha. &lt;strong&gt;8:3Oam, WYNNY!!&lt;/strong&gt; Goodnight honeys. I'm missing a lot of people also. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*huggs* loves`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Treat me badly, at least i know you dont love me at all."&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/25189249-116283219742265901?l=wynn-aye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/feeds/116283219742265901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25189249&amp;postID=116283219742265901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116283219742265901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25189249/posts/default/116283219742265901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wynn-aye.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-cant-live-moment-without-you.html' title='i cant live a moment without you.'/><author><name>wynny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13884201866846979854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
