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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/281/4421/320/collage%203.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collage 2&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115808235560454565?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115808235560454565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115808235560454565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115808235560454565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115808235560454565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/09/collage-2.html' title=''/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115808210568937039</id><published>2006-09-13T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T01:28:25.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/281/4421/640/collage%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/281/4421/320/collage%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collage&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115808210568937039?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115808210568937039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115808210568937039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115808210568937039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115808210568937039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/09/collage.html' title=''/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115761829536617157</id><published>2006-09-07T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T16:42:33.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*moving on*</title><content type='html'>Bah. Made the final decision. Leaving this blog, 546 entries, alone. Nudge me in msn for new blog addy. But will still be meddlin with this blog layout abit. If you guys do miss me, look thru my past post and start admiring my pictures. HAHAHHAHA ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115761829536617157?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115761829536617157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115761829536617157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115761829536617157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115761829536617157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/09/moving-on.html' title='*moving on*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115756238405053430</id><published>2006-09-07T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T01:06:24.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>* Why am I always the one givin in?*</title><content type='html'>Enough of rationalism. It's time for some "selfish" rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why I am always the one givin in. They say give and take, give and take. Yes, I give. But I don't see myself taking. Know why? Cos no one is givin me. Okay. So I try to be nice, swallowin unhappiness and give what I can, because they say to give is happiness. So, I am trying to be angelic. I give. No, never I thought to be revengeful and stop givin and start takin. But people always take advantage. They take and take and never give. However, when I stop givin or start givin alittle less, I'm deem as selfish. Im am being scolded, nagged, accused and whatever u can think of.  When I try to save alittle for myself, they will say I only think for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Give reuben $10 to let him watch movie tomorrow. Tomorrow his birthday."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la. Being his sister I'll be nice and give him ten bucks since it is his birthday. But wait, haven I given him enough? Each time, "jie! I want to eat blahblahblah. Jie! I wan to drink blahblahblah. Jie I wan to buy blahblahblah." But actually he's been savin up himself. He have more money then me ok? Then, my mum will say "Reuben very poor thing, everytime no money go out. Saving on his pocket money." WHAT?!?! When Im still 14, I still don't what the fuck is shopping. I want to save but my pocket money so little how to save. During my 14th birthday, where's my ten dollars? Fairness? Okay. You may say, the world is changing. Yes it is. He should get everything will I get nothing of what I deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I have pasted the receipt for your contact lens solution on your mirror. Return me money tml"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home and see, 2 boxes of conditioning, and 1 box of cleansin solution. Total amount = $29. I ONLY ASKED YOU TO HELP ME BUY THE CLEANSIN SOLUTION WHICH COST NINE FUCKIN BUCKS! AND I WILL DEFINITELY PAY YOU BACK BUT SINCE U REQUESTED IN AN AUTHORITATIVE TONE I DON"T FEEL LIKE PAYIN YOU BACK AND NOW U BUY SO MANY EXTRA BOXES FOR DON"T KNOW WHAT FUCKING REASON NNBCCB! Fairness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tml not working? Stay at home and don't go out spend money."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like wtf? Goin out is not equals to spendin money. Friend spend money is inequivalent to me spendin money. I wanted to stay at home. Now that you said it, I feel like going out already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Try to work morning shift on the 12th, 13th and 14th. Go home early to look after your brother."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH?!?! HELLO?!?! He is 14 goin on 15. Since he knows how to invite his friends over and make a din early morning, why cant he take care of himself?  he doesn't need me to take care of him. He will be more then happy to not see me. And then, have all the fun, and tell my mum "jiejie not at home go out clubbing/with bf (whatever shit he can say to accuse me)!!! No one to do housework, mop the floor, vacuum the floor, wash the plates! Thats why whole house so messy!" Ya la. You make the whole house so messy and leave it to me to pack. Scream at you to pack yourself, you did not want to do it. When mum comes home, Im the one being scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the fuck is Fairness? Fairness is nothing but bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me to chill, treat it as nth happened, one ear in one ear out. They are all rubbish. I am human I have my own feelings and Im not that brainless. I know all these, but easy to say, difficult to execute. So just STFU..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115756238405053430?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115756238405053430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115756238405053430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115756238405053430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115756238405053430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-am-i-always-one-givin-in.html' title='* Why am I always the one givin in?*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115747057927469920</id><published>2006-09-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:36:19.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*fuckin broke*</title><content type='html'>Am fucking broke. Still have to buy contact lens solution go for dental. I think I will ask my mama cancel my dental appointment. Liek what the hell, she's the one who wants me to go for dental and she doesnt want to pay for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am feeling fuckin piss about everything else.. Just fuck off. zZz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115747057927469920?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115747057927469920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115747057927469920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115747057927469920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115747057927469920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/09/fuckin-broke.html' title='*fuckin broke*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115710278379290973</id><published>2006-09-01T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T17:26:23.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*DXO*</title><content type='html'>Last night was mad. Totally mad. 1 vodka, 1 martell and 1 dunnoe-what la.. Empty Club. We had the whole club to ourselves. Might sound a bit boring but I guess, we don't always get the chance to gather around and have so much fun in the empty club right? So it's just one in a life time experience ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl was totally wasted. All thanks to Polly, who was wasted too. Polly, sabotage Cheryl by pouring half a glass of martell knit and have her drink it down at one go. I was sweatin for Cheryl and I was very very very sober. So, Cheryl started lying all over the place. Danced like mad and the whole event ended with Jamelia's &lt;em&gt;Superstar &lt;/em&gt;*Sigh* and club closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not get the chance to sit the convertable thou. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama scolded me as usual and ground me today. So I stayed at home watch tv do housework. Supposed to meet my girl because today's her last day of exam. So, cant meet her. Well, good in a sense that she gets to meet her boyfriend (and friends have to eat grass) to &lt;em&gt;tian mi mi.&lt;/em&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115710278379290973?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115710278379290973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115710278379290973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115710278379290973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115710278379290973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/09/dxo.html' title='*DXO*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115695588719183217</id><published>2006-08-31T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:38:07.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*PS*</title><content type='html'>Worked at Plaza Sing. Got the 2nd birthday gift for my girl. Just have to collect it next week. And damn. Left with the 3rd gift. Guess will get it down soon. The 1st 1 is half done thou. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to see Joanne once again. Worked with C.K. Yea. He's so nice to accompany me to wait for my bus. But too bad, he's not working tml. No more khaki. But no worries! Tml there will be Jerry to entertain me! I miss him man! *baby^5*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml will be DXO night. Sigh. A pity I will have to leave early. =( BAh. I miss my girl laaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115695588719183217?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115695588719183217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115695588719183217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115695588719183217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115695588719183217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/ps.html' title='*PS*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115669088846805108</id><published>2006-08-27T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:01:28.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*teehee*</title><content type='html'>Thursday will be DXO night to celebrate Cheryl's, my 1st in-charge birthday. Got her a present already. Am lookin forward but! IC HOW?!?!?! FELIIII I NEED YOUR HELLLPPPP!!! hehe. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115669088846805108?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115669088846805108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115669088846805108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115669088846805108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115669088846805108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/teehee.html' title='*teehee*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115652275183567067</id><published>2006-08-26T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:19:11.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Commence of holiday*</title><content type='html'>Here comes the details. I highly suspect that my phone was being pickpocket. FYI, my phone's a Samsung D820. Although only a few months old, I had grown so attached to my ex phone. I teared and wail la. Thank god,  girl was there for me. Now. Im using my old Sony Ericsson T610 with reception problems. I receive messages a day late. Like wtf. NNB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it is the start of my  holiday already. I thought I can save up my money this time or spent it more one leisure to pamper myself alittle. But now, I have to save to buy a new phone. NNH! Will be getting a new phone at the end of the year I guess. Sigh. NNB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMR exam's a killer. GPA gonna plunge deep down. NNH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing to look forward to is KTV outing with girl and more friends, girl's birthday chalet and of course, clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed a few books from library to accompany me. Am gonna read it now! Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115652275183567067?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115652275183567067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115652275183567067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115652275183567067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115652275183567067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/commence-of-holiday.html' title='*Commence of holiday*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115647650041434525</id><published>2006-08-25T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T11:28:20.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*BMR EXAM IN A FEW HOURS TIME*</title><content type='html'>I am feeling so goddamn calm.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Not sure whether it is due to ample preparation or I just can't be really bothered.  My gastric is hurtin. Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To write in this blog has become a chore and is too tiring for me. Maybe there is too much memories, holdin me back, refusing to let me move on. Maybe there's so many unknown people trackin my movements that leaves me feeling insecure. I guess it is time to find  new home for my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Hopefully I won't screw BMR. HUAT ARRRRRRRR!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115647650041434525?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115647650041434525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115647650041434525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115647650041434525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115647650041434525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/bmr-exam-in-few-hours-time.html' title='*BMR EXAM IN A FEW HOURS TIME*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115625709039424774</id><published>2006-08-22T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:31:30.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Before I start reading my notes....*</title><content type='html'>Before I start reading my notes for BMR, there's something to rejoice about. One of the warehouse guy, works as the bouncer at MOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he said to me today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bouncer&lt;/strong&gt;: Got time go MOS k. I blanjah you all drink!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt; (at this point of time my eyes big big): You work at MOS ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bouncer&lt;/strong&gt;: Ya la! I bouncer there what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Meaning.. meaning... meanning... Go in no need check ic la?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bouncer&lt;/strong&gt;: Ya la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mr. warehouse guy aka bouncer was about to leave, I stopped him and ask again, " EH! REALLY NO NEED CHECK IC AH?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAH IM SO HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115625709039424774?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115625709039424774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115625709039424774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115625709039424774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115625709039424774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/before-i-start-reading-my-notes.html' title='*Before I start reading my notes....*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115621834607672364</id><published>2006-08-22T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T11:45:46.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*long time no update!*</title><content type='html'>Bah. Hasn't been an active blogger. But heck. My life is as mundane as ever. Am just looking forward to the end of exam then I can sleep like nobody's business and clear my zits. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Been fj-ing alot. zZz kanna promoted already lor. XD~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115621834607672364?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115621834607672364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115621834607672364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115621834607672364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115621834607672364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-time-no-update_22.html' title='*long time no update!*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115621834532455163</id><published>2006-08-22T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T11:45:45.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*long time no update!*</title><content type='html'>Bah. Hasn't been an active blogger. But heck. My life is as mundane as ever. Am just looking forward to the end of exam then I can sleep like nobody's business and clear my zits. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Been fj-ing alot. zZz kanna promoted already lor. XD~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115621834532455163?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115621834532455163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115621834532455163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115621834532455163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115621834532455163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-time-no-update.html' title='*long time no update!*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115591594125949843</id><published>2006-08-18T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:45:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*just keep studyin!*</title><content type='html'>Just Keep Studyin! Just Keep Studyin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you! As my motivation! BLAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115591594125949843?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115591594125949843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115591594125949843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115591594125949843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115591594125949843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-keep-studyin.html' title='*just keep studyin!*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115565261666020470</id><published>2006-08-15T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:51:16.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*kai xin tian!*</title><content type='html'>Talking to you makes me happy. I am happy now!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shitshitshit. FJ le~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Msg to my dear girl: Hey babe, I know you are feelin very screwed up but just hang on there. Everything has an expiry date. Just look forward to that date, everything will be fine. Dun kanchiong do it slow and steady. I'll be here. A kiss for ya! MWAHS! haha!^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115565261666020470?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115565261666020470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115565261666020470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115565261666020470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115565261666020470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/kai-xin-tian.html' title='*kai xin tian!*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115548546968303719</id><published>2006-08-13T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:11:09.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*it's another crazy post*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Current music - Tokyo Drift Soundtrack from Teriyaki Boyz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I've been listening to this song for one whole full day. From the journey to work, to the journey home. Whoa. It's just so.. catch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if you know,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How they live in Tokyo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you see me then you mean it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then you know you have to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Althou I have no idea what the hell they are singing and the music video is uberly retarded with 6 girls dancing on DDR machines.. Like wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while I was on the bus to work (P/S: I was very late for work because I overslept! HAHA!) and blasting that song, I was fantasizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, a Celica (I have no idea why isit Celica but it's just Celica! =/).&lt;br /&gt;Windows rolled down, my girl sitting next to me.&lt;br /&gt;3am in the morning, at Seletar Dam.&lt;br /&gt;Blasting the soundtrack on fullblast.&lt;br /&gt;Sped thru. All heads turned and look at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled like a retard on the bus. zZz. I was snapped back to reality by this idiotic auntie. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already so on high spirit with my fantasy. Then then then, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SAW A BLACK NISSAN FAIRLADY 350Z!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *ROUNDS AROUND PULLING HAIR!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the whole day, I saw 3 &lt;em&gt;Tuscani&lt;/em&gt;, 2 &lt;em&gt;WRX&lt;/em&gt;, 1 zhng until xat xat loud loud &lt;em&gt;Lancer&lt;/em&gt;, 1 red hot &lt;em&gt;Celica&lt;/em&gt;, 1 &lt;em&gt;Honda Integra&lt;/em&gt;. Plus my &lt;em&gt;Nissan Fairlady&lt;/em&gt;, WAH LAU! orgasmic man. Erpz! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siao liao. Car obsessions! Argh! Im in so good mood today! tralala~ *skips away*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115548546968303719?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115548546968303719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115548546968303719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115548546968303719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115548546968303719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-another-crazy-post.html' title='*it&apos;s another crazy post*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115522883833525560</id><published>2006-08-11T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T00:53:58.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Updates on National Day plus Pictures!!*</title><content type='html'>Okae. Like finally I upload all the pictures and edited them for National Day. Lets start from the beginning. Woke up to find the skies dark. Very sad. However, being 2 very determined (stubborn?) girls, me and my darlin went to Sentosa. All the way, we prayed hard for the sun to come our bright and sunny. Reached Sentosa, to find it is very crowded. Make our way to Tanjong (Or isit Tanjung?) Beach while waitin for J.Low and Ah seng. The 2 guys hor wah lau eh! Slowpoke lor. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, me and darlin do what we like best - &lt;strong&gt;PHOTOWHORE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/Collage%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/Collage%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Banana sisters eh? Our clothings were unplanned!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/Collage%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/Collage%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me like the middle picture very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started tanning, and finally those 2 guy reached. And joined us! They disappeared for quite awhile, and came back carrying a corona bucket, with a bottle of Housefly! Okae. As in the alcohol drink Housefly. It's nice. And Ahseng was nice enough to pour it into shot glass for the 2 girls drink. Haha. Oh my god. Sun, hunks, babes, fags and stone. That is what I call life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/collage%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/collage%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture! lets play a game. Spot Ahseng nipple ring game. K la. Very mean here. But his piercing is damn cool. So is J.Low angel tattoo on his back. Spot it spot it! Click to enlarge! Stayed till 5.30pm. Washed up, and then more photowhore. haha. It's really funnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/Collage%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/Collage%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah seng was being really hilarious with is gay pose. And J.low is so shy! It took him quite awhile to do that pull-eyes-tongues-out pose. haha. While the 2 girls belongs to the bhb club. Take picture here and there. Muahah. Finally packed up. When off to meet weili. tiny, cindy,weiyang and butterfly. They drove us to Killiney Road to eat porridge and we missed the firework. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn! Weili's driving skill and CMI one. HAHAHA Since there's no more firework to see, I suggested to go Seletar Dam. Bought beer and went there to slack. A nice place to chill..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EEK! Blogger doesn't allow me to put up my last pic WTHWTHWTH!!!!!!! Will post it tomorrow then. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115522883833525560?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115522883833525560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115522883833525560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115522883833525560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115522883833525560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/updates-on-national-day-plus-pictures.html' title='*Updates on National Day plus Pictures!!*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115513760120761237</id><published>2006-08-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:33:21.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*National day*</title><content type='html'>National Day was fun tanning with Jason Low, Wee seng and my girl. Despite the rain in the morning, the sun came out in the afternoon and I got my tan! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, parted with J.Low and Wee Seng, met up with Weili, Cindy, Rena, Weiyang and Butterfly. Had a fun time at Seletar Dam. HahA! Mm Zi Mm Zi in Weiyang's zhng-ed car. haha. Full update tml. Have to study french. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115513760120761237?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115513760120761237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115513760120761237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115513760120761237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115513760120761237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day_09.html' title='*National day*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115505353270040101</id><published>2006-08-09T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:12:12.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*National Day*</title><content type='html'>As Im typing this post, I have a bottle of Long Island Tea with me. French is now freakin me out. Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115505353270040101?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115505353270040101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115505353270040101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115505353270040101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115505353270040101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day.html' title='*National Day*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115496469301798702</id><published>2006-08-07T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T23:33:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*^^*</title><content type='html'>Alas! Broadcast is over. It's official over! HAHA. I don't think I did very well for it but at least Im happy!! Weee... Tomorrow will be multicam! Have not memorise the script yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Eric was working in Parkway so we met up and have breaks together. It's always nice to talk to him but he still owes me money. SO Mr. Eric, owe $$$ pay $$$ ah! I know you will read this. MUAHAHA. I was very happy yesterday, minus off all the unhappy things. I met very nice customers, good sales, saw many friends and a customer praised my service! MUAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture I have taken when I went jogging with my younger bro about 1 month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/lovelehs-0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/lovelehs-0126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/lovelehs-0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/lovelehs-0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/lovelehs-0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/lovelehs-0121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; VERY CUTE RIGHT?!?!?!?!?!?!?! I forgot his name. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115496469301798702?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115496469301798702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115496469301798702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115496469301798702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115496469301798702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='*^^*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115488182890200627</id><published>2006-08-07T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T00:30:28.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*fuckfuckfuckfuck*</title><content type='html'>Fuck it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I dun screw my Broadcast tomorrow. 50% of the whole fuckin grades. I have yet to practise. Fuck. Have to be in school early to print BMR SPSS. Fuck BMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I dont screw my Tuesday's Multicam too. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Fuckin annoying. I could be very happy girl today. Because so many good things happened to me. and YOU! Ruin it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115488182890200627?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115488182890200627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115488182890200627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115488182890200627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115488182890200627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/fuckfuckfuckfuck.html' title='*fuckfuckfuckfuck*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115479320025683990</id><published>2006-08-05T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:53:21.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*movies*</title><content type='html'>blah. I was extremely hyper during work today. Belle was very late. So we open shop late. Then work with Is and Yati the super model. Muahaha. There is so many interesting thing about work. I am from Thailand, Yati's from Bangladesh, Isnarti's pregnant (HAHA!), Belle's from Burma. Some inner joke but it is sp funnnyy!! I love my workplace la! A pity, Belle will be leaving us for Bugis. We have gotten so used to her kachiong-ness. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Jason, the botak boy! haha. The last time I saw him was when he brought me to Devils Bend. Yes. The guy who buang travelling at 20km/h. Went to Century Square to catch a movie. I was expectin to watch Tokyo Drift but that botak boy wanted to watch Click. So we settled on Click. We missed the starting by a few minutes. I felt abit bad, because I was slow. HAHA. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click, did not really attract me much. But I didn't regret watchin it. It was freaking hilarious and so goddamn touching at the end. It really emphasized on the importance of family and kinship. I criiiiieeeeddd. I never fail to cry when watching movie. No matter what kinda genre it belongs to. Imagine if I watched the LakeHouse. Tap water runnin. teehee. Go watch it. It's worth the money for what you will learn from the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Am off to memorise my Broadcast performance script and read French!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115479320025683990?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115479320025683990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115479320025683990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115479320025683990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115479320025683990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/movies.html' title='*movies*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115462352247778512</id><published>2006-08-04T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T00:45:22.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*french french french*</title><content type='html'>I can feel my brain tryin very hard to contain all the french words that I had just read. Wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115462352247778512?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115462352247778512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115462352247778512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115462352247778512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115462352247778512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/french-french-french.html' title='*french french french*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115454036683086696</id><published>2006-08-03T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T01:39:26.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*fanjian!!*</title><content type='html'>Shit la. Starts to fan jian again. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115454036683086696?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115454036683086696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115454036683086696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115454036683086696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115454036683086696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/fanjian.html' title='*fanjian!!*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115443964542944412</id><published>2006-08-01T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:40:45.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*another day with headache*</title><content type='html'>Been sleeping some restless nights. Tossin and turning. Just can't get to sleep. The thing is, I don't even know whats bothering me. Bah. I lost interest in school. Thats bad. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/tokyodrift_rx8big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/tokyodrift_rx8big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mazda RX-8 from Tokyo Drift. Colour's abit ugly thou. Dont you agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115443964542944412?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115443964542944412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115443964542944412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115443964542944412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115443964542944412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-day-with-headache.html' title='*another day with headache*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115427533077791775</id><published>2006-07-30T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:09:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*TCBTCB*</title><content type='html'>Parkway team will be transfered back w.e.f from tomorrow. That makes Saturday my last day in Bugis since I am not working today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Althou I was alil' upset with the sudden change, but working with people from I.P Zone was really enjoyable. C.K aka Chicken little was really funny and a gentleman. Always accompanying me for breaks. RuiPing and her black face. She's nice anyway. ^^ Jenny and her pretty face. Junwen and his lame joke althou I've already known him. Yun Man, really cute. Javier who looked like 24 years old althou he's the same age as me. It's really tiring to work in Bugis as I am very used to the slacking days in Parkway. Guess I'll be droppin by someday! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with girl for some late dose of coffee. It was lame and extremely hilarious!! What dreadlock aunties. -.- Cant wait for National Day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Nissan Fairlady 350Z from Tokyo Drift to end off the post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/tokyodrift_350zbig.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/tokyodrift_350zbig.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/tokyodrift_fairladybig.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/tokyodrift_fairladybig.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/tokyodrift_fairladybig2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/tokyodrift_fairladybig2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/7766139-115427533077791775?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115427533077791775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115427533077791775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115427533077791775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115427533077791775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/tcbtcb.html' title='*TCBTCB*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115419049911577965</id><published>2006-07-30T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:28:19.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*once and for all. SETTLED!*</title><content type='html'>I know you will be reading this. So I'll just say it all out here. Cause Im too lazy to write a proper letter for you to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you meant well. I know you wanted the best out of me. But everything isn't the same anymore. We can't go back to the past anymore. It freaks me out. I won't be able to face you like how we first met. It different now geddit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have told you all the reasons I broke up with you. Nothing much more to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know what you are thinking and I don't want you to make all the extra effort which you think will make me happy. I don't want you to understand me and I don't want to understand you. I don't want to hear the preachings and advices. I don't want anything from you. No lollis no eggtarts. The more you come closer, the more I drift away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treated you coldly for reasons. I don't want to have this kinda draggy kinda r/s. I hate that. So just leave me as I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115419049911577965?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115419049911577965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115419049911577965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115419049911577965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115419049911577965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/once-and-for-all-settled.html' title='*once and for all. SETTLED!*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115410201238771220</id><published>2006-07-28T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:53:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*blahblah*</title><content type='html'>Just got my pay. 3 hours in Bugis. Total damage = approximately $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't really spent on unnecessary stuffs. Bought my contact lense solution, protein remover, eyelash curlers, foundation, hp headset, earstuds, I manage to curb my urge to buy a brand new blusher, eat nonstop, buy accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I managed to control. It's a good sign. Keeping in mind that I will be going out to ktv, eat, slack, play, shop on National Day! YEAAA! WO AI NI DARLING! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need advice. Should I wrap my phone? My beloved D820 had so many injuries. It wil cost $44 to wrap my phone double layer (My phone has to be wrapped double layer because it's a slide phone @#$%^&amp;). And the shop at Bugis Village does have designs that I like very much. Should I spend the money or not? ADVICE PLEASEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115410201238771220?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115410201238771220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115410201238771220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115410201238771220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115410201238771220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/blahblah.html' title='*blahblah*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115393092595236176</id><published>2006-07-27T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T00:24:11.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*apology*</title><content type='html'>I wasn't in the right state of mind for the past few days. I apologise for all the tantrums I've thrown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel extremely bad for not contributing much to my group projects. =( I will try to make it up. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at Astroboy with Gina so fun! I feel so comfy talkin to her. As if we have known each other for long! BwaH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw pohleng!! Saw the girl I knew at Parkway! Saw Vivien! One thign good about Bugis is that I get to see al my long lost friends! MWAHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115393092595236176?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115393092595236176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115393092595236176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115393092595236176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115393092595236176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/apology.html' title='*apology*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115384397898404151</id><published>2006-07-25T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T00:15:21.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*no. Not ok*</title><content type='html'>No. Im not ok. I am irritated, frustrated and feeling fucking inferior. School makes me sick. At this point of time, I think I will be much more happier workin full-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fuckin bad mood. What made it worst was, of course, school, nonsensical and illogical words just came and made me felt like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be contented. But things just don't work the way they are suppose to. Everybody says "As long as you tried your best, it's good enough." How can it be good when this fuckdap world just look at results and not processes. They don't recognise your effort. They just wanna see the results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this world. Bring me away. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115384397898404151?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115384397898404151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115384397898404151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115384397898404151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115384397898404151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-not-ok.html' title='*no. Not ok*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115375864803661782</id><published>2006-07-25T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:30:48.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*fluctuatin mood*</title><content type='html'>My mood has been fluctuatin like mad since last week. One moment Im down. The next moment Im so hyped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, life hasnt been really good. Crashed girl lecture. It's been a long time since we had a great laugh together. U never fails to make me fail alot more better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's YuJie's 17th Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY SI GIN NA YU JIEEEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way he laugh. haha. v cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Eric for breakfast tomorrow morning. zzz. at 8. How early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broadcast sucks. I hate broadcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, the whole of Bugis team wil do an exchange with Parkway team. Meaning I will be working at Bugis. Ooooolala.. will i get to see him again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neeway, weather veyr hot ah. The start of 7th month!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115375864803661782?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115375864803661782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115375864803661782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115375864803661782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115375864803661782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/fluctuatin-mood_25.html' title='*fluctuatin mood*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115367166919476955</id><published>2006-07-24T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:23:57.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brilliant idea!</title><content type='html'>Was on the bus today to work and this idea just suddenly struck me! Then, I smiled to myself. Because I think it will be a brilliant idea. It will definitely move her to tears. I KNOW HOW TO SURPRISE MY BESTIE ON HER 18TH BIRTHDAY CHALET LE! *EVIL LAUGH!* HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DingDing! Life's getting boring. Oh no. It shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO! I SUDDENLY REMEMBERED WE HAVE TO TABULATE RESULT FOR BMR RESEARCH AND CHURN OUT THE WHOLE DAMN TABLE! BWAH!!! Kan chiong spider. I will be working alot more next weeekkkkK! omgomgomg. zzz. And then it's time to start revising BMR. zzz. BMR is gay. Huh huh huh. where got time. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. on the 23rd of July is Quek Jinhao de 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY 3RD CLASS!! ^^&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/7766139-115367166919476955?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115367166919476955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115367166919476955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115367166919476955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115367166919476955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/brilliant-idea.html' title='brilliant idea!'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115358659748081138</id><published>2006-07-23T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:43:17.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*it's just the way it is"</title><content type='html'>Been rather emo for the past few days. Not sure why. Just emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on the bus today going to work, I started pondering over some trivial matters. Despite being trivial matters, they makes alot of sense and it the facts of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people have huge circle of friends. But when they are feeling really empty and hollow, why isn't there anyone be there? Meet up have a good chat? Call and concern? Text and console? Why is it that when they wanted to be alone, people come around bombing them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy makes us evil people. But is jealousy something we can control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cant do anything but to complain and whine. Is that what we can do only? Is there another way out to make us feel alittle better about life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking about the past while working. It was heartwarming. Till I smiled, almost cried. Then I was snapped back to reality. It's time to draw a clear line between fairy tales and reality. It's no point being shadowed by the past. Because the clock still tick, tides still rise and fall, the earth still revolves the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fate played us like a fool.&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/7766139-115358659748081138?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115358659748081138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115358659748081138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115358659748081138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115358659748081138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-just-way-it-is.html' title='*it&apos;s just the way it is&quot;'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115341175573268669</id><published>2006-07-20T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T01:08:28.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*i dun know how am i feeling*</title><content type='html'>Edited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow, someday, somewhat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( emo emo emo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115341175573268669?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115341175573268669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115341175573268669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115341175573268669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115341175573268669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dun-know-how-am-i-feeling.html' title='*i dun know how am i feeling*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115322737120239315</id><published>2006-07-18T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:09:33.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*fuckin pissed*</title><content type='html'>I am so goddamn #%^&amp;amp;*^. I wan silence after breakup. I wan peace after breakup. Is that so difficult to give? For what you come and tell me about what you have done? What are you trying to say? I told you it's over and in the mean times I have no intention of going into r/s. Just for fuck sake let me do what I wan, THE WAY I WANT TO DO MY THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are going to read this. I know you are gonna keep your promises. Thats good. Don't do it for me. Do it for yourself. I don't want to be a stake for you. I have done all the serious thinking. I am happy being where I am now. No commitment no nothing. It's frenship kinship more frenship and more kinship. Thats enough for me. As for you, go figure what you want, what you have. You control your own life. You determine your own life. I know I sounded harsh. I didn't want to. But I have no choice. I want to put a stop to everything. And I appreciate every little thing you did. I really do but just gimme a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will say you want to clarify things if you ever read this. I don't want to listen and I don't wanna know. Maybe it's a form of escapism. BUT JUST LEAVE ME ALONE LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH! JUST WHEN I TOT I AM GOING TO BE THE HAPPY LITTLE GIRL WHEN I ONCE WAS, EVERYTHING IS MESSED UP!!! well, i have to be hard-hearted thou i feel bad. hmm&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. darling girl called me 5.15 am sharp this morning. FWAH! Shock the hell outta me. Fate sometimes is cruel. They play all sorts of games with us. Don't worry girl. Know what? God gave us pretty faces, in return, they mess with our love life. hah. It was such coincidence. Was it? Was it not? Whatever it is girl, go on with life. You have me, your friends, everyone will be around you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, chilling with tua neh aka xiaoling was good! Slacked at starbuck bitch about this and that. Saw Minfei and couldn't recognise Yujie. haha. Yes yes. I can see the shock on Minfei's face when I saw I donnot who's that person and took me awhile to realise it's YUJIE! HE IS SO TALL! No, he LOOKS TALL for his age.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed my second take for Broadcast Performance. Sigh. I miss my girlie. Blah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115322737120239315?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115322737120239315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115322737120239315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115322737120239315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115322737120239315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/fuckin-pissed.html' title='*fuckin pissed*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115306076818455692</id><published>2006-07-16T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T22:39:28.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sick and dying.*</title><content type='html'>Im sweating profusely right now. Which I reckon is good? My fever went up to 38.2 degree celsius. Oh my god ah. A long long time since I fall sick. Damn. My throat is better. Honey water, salt water, liang teh, bitter teh works! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be good now and start eating antibiotics! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115306076818455692?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115306076818455692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115306076818455692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115306076818455692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115306076818455692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/sick-and-dying.html' title='*sick and dying.*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115302181456924204</id><published>2006-07-16T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T11:50:14.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sick*</title><content type='html'>I knew this day would come any sooner. Almighty Wen is SICK! Totally the wrong time to be sick. Tomorrow I have a Broadcast recording to be done. How to speak? I totally cannot speak at all. NNB. How I dont overdose on lozenges and saltwater. bluagh. Anymore remedies to recommend? I DIE DIE HAVE TO GET WELL BY TOMORROW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115302181456924204?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115302181456924204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115302181456924204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115302181456924204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115302181456924204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/sick.html' title='*sick*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115289442140542236</id><published>2006-07-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:28:58.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*happy girl I am today*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today I am extremely happy. And I have found many reasons to be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I got a &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; for my Audiopro individual assignment 3 although I exceed the time which is suppose 45 seconds. I did a 1 minute 20s due to my stupidity. But I do like my opening for that assignment very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I worked with Yati and Huijun aka Ah bu today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Im practising self-control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I came home to find mummy cooked my favorite vinegar pig trotter and warm it for me before she went to sleep. She also warm up the rice which she normally don't. I love mummy! I love didi! I love korkor! I love my gfs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I use to hate &lt;strong&gt;Stars are blind&lt;/strong&gt; by Paris Hilton. But now I found it catchy. But her video kinda sucks. It's so her style. Rolling around on the beach with a guy and singing away clad in skimpy leapord print bikini. I realise she cant really dance too. It was so funny! Go watch it on Youtube. LMAO. This song was one of the songs for my Audiopro assignments. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Im in good mood, I shall post up a pretty pretty pic of myself! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/lovelehs-0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/lovelehs-0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teeheehee.. Im happy. So Im pretty!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115289442140542236?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115289442140542236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115289442140542236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115289442140542236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115289442140542236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-girl-i-am-today.html' title='*happy girl I am today*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115280409042377560</id><published>2006-07-13T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T23:21:32.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*bah bah black sheep*</title><content type='html'>FWAH! Been really really tired. Assignments assignments and assignments. Am done with my BMR critique. But Im still not feeling good about it. Somehow I think I will flop the assignment. Sigh. Sibei stress you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling girl got her leg casted. Darlinnnnnn take care k.... Quickly recover.. We must wear heels and go town shoppin. lolz. I miss ya laaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, peace. But I still pray for the best for you. Tomorrow's your ORD parade. ORD lo. *Smile* And quit please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long long time since I post a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/PEt%20all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/PEt%20all.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A very harmonious picture. Don't be sad people. I know you all wants my picture. very soon i promise! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/S: I'll be in very good mood for the next few days So don't try to spoil my day. No reasons to why Im happy. im just happy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115280409042377560?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115280409042377560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115280409042377560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115280409042377560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115280409042377560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/bah-bah-black-sheep.html' title='*bah bah black sheep*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115262154888148456</id><published>2006-07-11T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:39:08.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outburst of emotions</title><content type='html'>The outburst of emotions during BMR lecture was a shock for myself. Lets not say my mates. The constant control to keep my emotions down the whole day drained all my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, I did not allow my emotions to screw my Multicam Tv production. It was average, not very fantastic, not very bad. I'm happy being the audio person. Mr.Pok was very nice to share some juicy gossips about some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next will be BMR individual assignment, BroadcastPerformance Co-host recording, Multicam individual proposal 2. Not forgetting surveys that are to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin with girl did lift my mood. She's the truly one who stood by me all the time. Also my mates who tried cheerin me up. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a disappointment. That was childish, immature and ridiculous. I don't want to say anymore. I don't want to aggravate situations. Give me peace please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115262154888148456?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115262154888148456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115262154888148456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115262154888148456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115262154888148456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/outburst-of-emotions.html' title='Outburst of emotions'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115258332087597333</id><published>2006-07-11T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T10:02:00.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*=(*</title><content type='html'>am like goddamn stress.. His messages were very disturbing.. my conscience is clear. I have nothing to hide thus nothing to explain. update more tonight..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115258332087597333?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115258332087597333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115258332087597333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115258332087597333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115258332087597333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_11.html' title='*=(*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115250369101604774</id><published>2006-07-10T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T11:54:51.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>shit. Start to fan jian again. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115250369101604774?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115250369101604774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115250369101604774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115250369101604774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115250369101604774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115235946930599536</id><published>2006-07-08T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T19:51:09.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*like wtf*</title><content type='html'>Early morning.. happyily prepared to go suntannin. it was cancelled due to unforeseen circumstances. So never mind. Happy happy wanted to la kopi at night. Also cancelled due to anotehr unforeseen circumstances. So I stayed at home all day doing my work. like shit man. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, well I was taking my nap this evening, I had a dream again. It was a dream about me and my ex. Super funny siao that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do multicam. zzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115235946930599536?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115235946930599536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115235946930599536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115235946930599536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115235946930599536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/like-wtf.html' title='*like wtf*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115229244104262831</id><published>2006-07-08T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T01:14:01.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*over*</title><content type='html'>Everything's over. I initiated. Because I could not take it anymore. I realise Im not cut out to be in a relationship. What is relationship? I don't really understand. What matters to me most is kinship and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was serious about you and I did cherish those moments you were with me. You gave in to me, bring me to different places to enjoy good food, bought me stuffs that I like. I cant deny that you are freaking good to me. But it is so stressful so tiring to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is heart wrenching to hear your choked voice. It almost made me regret what I said. I know, its hard for you. But I am left with no choice. I don't want you to suffer together with me. Someone else worth your love, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I hope you can go on with your life, stop spending on unnecessary things for me, be more mature and think of the aim of ur life. No silly and morbid thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate will decide whether we will meet again. I believe in Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Tml is tanning day with girl. Im so excited!!! MUAHHHH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115229244104262831?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115229244104262831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115229244104262831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115229244104262831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115229244104262831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/over.html' title='*over*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115220006059947809</id><published>2006-07-06T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:34:21.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beware: This is a superbly long one.&lt;br /&gt;Name twenty people you can think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;Don't read the question(s) until you've named the 20 people.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of this, choose five people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) angelina tan&lt;br /&gt;2) weili&lt;br /&gt;3) tiny aka rena&lt;br /&gt;4) angeline jie&lt;br /&gt;5) quek jin hao&lt;br /&gt;6) Ho kaichong&lt;br /&gt;7) dexter cheong&lt;br /&gt;8) tua neh aka xiaoling&lt;br /&gt;9) lynnie&lt;br /&gt;10) feli&lt;br /&gt;11) laura&lt;br /&gt;12) jac&lt;br /&gt;13) reuben&lt;br /&gt;14) pohleng aka bao bao&lt;br /&gt;15) cheryl tay tay&lt;br /&gt;16) bird bird aka elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;17) yati&lt;br /&gt;18) huixin aka xinxin&lt;br /&gt;19) ebel&lt;br /&gt;20) benny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #14 (baobao aka pohleng)?&lt;br /&gt;during those fantastic secondary sch days. we were in the same orchestra grp.. awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you didn't meet #1 (angel tan)?&lt;br /&gt;i will be anti-social, loner, autistic(is this how u spell it? no idea..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if #9 (lynnie) and #20 (benny) dated?&lt;br /&gt;no way. one guai kia and one beng OOPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 (ho kai chong) and #17 (yati) make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;no. they will nv go for each other -.- oh well who knows? lOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #3 (Tiny aka rena).&lt;br /&gt;She's tiny! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #8 (tua neh aka xiaoling) attractive?&lt;br /&gt;yepz.. she got this unique look in her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #7 (dexter cheong).&lt;br /&gt;he looks like wugui.. ahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of #12 (jac) family members?&lt;br /&gt;erm.. no.. she's my classmate in poly. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #18 (huixin) confess to you that she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahh WAIT LONG LAAA.. HAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does #15 (cheryl tay tay) speak?&lt;br /&gt;she can speak english with v good indian accent that made me laughed liek shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #9 (lynnie) going out with?&lt;br /&gt;she's single and available! OOPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is #16 (bird bird)?&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you spoke to #13 (reuben)?&lt;br /&gt;less den an hour ago. he's my bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #2's (weili) favourite band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I KNOW! AYUMI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #4 (angeline jie)?&lt;br /&gt;burps im straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #1 (angelina tan)?&lt;br /&gt;we have been on so many dates already.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #15 (cheryl tay tay) single?&lt;br /&gt;nopeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #10's (Feli) last name?&lt;br /&gt;xiu hui! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a relationship with #11 (laura)?&lt;br /&gt;even if i wan she wouldnt wan.. HHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School of #3 (Tiny)?&lt;br /&gt;TP HTM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #6 (ho kaichong) live?&lt;br /&gt;Jurong west =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your fave thing about #5 (quekquek aka quek jinhao)?&lt;br /&gt;he has got damn pretty eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen #2 (weili) naked before?&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to see lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Five People I'm gonna tag Are:&lt;br /&gt;1. angelina tan&lt;br /&gt;2. lim weili&lt;br /&gt;3. laura&lt;br /&gt;4. pohleng&lt;br /&gt;5. erm...benny?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115220006059947809?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115220006059947809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115220006059947809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115220006059947809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115220006059947809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/beware-this-is-superbly-long-one.html' title=''/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115201225334644951</id><published>2006-07-04T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T19:24:13.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*SCREWED DAY IT WAS*</title><content type='html'>The frequent headache Im having almost everyday is driving me insane. I don't want to depend so much on panadol. Many people told me it is not good to over depend on panadol. But I have no choice. I used to hate panadol but now it seems to be a must-have thing in my coin pouch. At first it is the normal kinda panadol but now, it is those extra strong ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes  the pain hurts so much that I totally blank out in my mind and I seriously cant get down to work. I fuckin hate it when this happens in school. Just like today. It got so bad that the throbbing in my head made me so giddy. I feel faint. Then, we were suppose to do the rehearsals for multicam and we took up different roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am controllin camera 2. Studio Director said: "Cam 2 calibrate focus." Then, I cant think. I FORGOT HOW TO CALIBRATE FOCUS! Nothing appear in my mind. Sucha easy thing and I am unable to do it. Then Mr Yap asked me to go up to panel and gave me a earful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not blaming it on my headache but I just feel very useless and very incompetent. Easy task like controlling camera yet I am unable to do it. What the fuck has become of me? Why won't my headaches/migraine or whatever shit it is just go away? Why can't I have better memory and be alittle smarter? I feel so inferior. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is the time when I regretted coming to this course. Maybe Im not cut out to be in this course. Maybe this maybe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe alittle crying will make me feel better. Maybe a nap after crying will make me happy. But will time allow me to do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank my girl and my girl, for their simple yet sweet lil' concern and messages cheered me up. Thou boy always show me attitude. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115201225334644951?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115201225334644951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115201225334644951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115201225334644951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115201225334644951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/screwed-day-it-was.html' title='*SCREWED DAY IT WAS*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115193232758665391</id><published>2006-07-03T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:12:07.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*very very very tired*</title><content type='html'>It feels like ages since I last blog. The usual, busy with work and school. What else can it be. I dont know what to update. zZz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115193232758665391?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115193232758665391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115193232758665391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115193232758665391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115193232758665391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/07/very-very-very-tired.html' title='*very very very tired*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115151520314553402</id><published>2006-06-29T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T01:20:03.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*zonked*</title><content type='html'>It's only the 3rd/4th day of school and I am very zonked out already. Tomorrow is Ali Gopal Meeting day. Thank god. I need to unwind for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. There is ah bing ge in my school.! HAHAHAHHAHA *ahem*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115151520314553402?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115151520314553402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115151520314553402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115151520314553402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115151520314553402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/zonked.html' title='*zonked*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115132738567324804</id><published>2006-06-26T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T21:09:45.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Dreamt of you and made a big mistake*</title><content type='html'>It's unbelieveable that I dreamt of you. So vivid, so physical. I could even sense your presence. U covered blanket for me. You pecked me on my cheek. I sense the warmth of your lips. But the way you treated me is still so cold, so unfeeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember every single detail of my dream. I woke up and found myself crying. Didn't you realise how big your impact had on my life? Your presence changed me and my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the dream mean anything? I still miss you? I still love you? I still cannot forget you? *cues Duan Dian*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you sang &lt;strong&gt;Duan Dian and Z Chen's song&lt;/strong&gt; over the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you told me your feelings towards me when you were at Chinablack 4am in the morning? &lt;strong&gt;Not once but twice?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you scolded me for eating maggie mee? We sorta quarreled yet &lt;strong&gt;you gave in and said sorry first?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you got angry because I did not tell you that my mum slapped me? &lt;strong&gt;You said we should share or joys and woes together?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you typed the &lt;strong&gt;12 roses poem&lt;/strong&gt; and text me? I knew you typed it yourself because the poem you erm.. typed it wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you &lt;strong&gt;talked to me over the phone for the first time&lt;/strong&gt;? It was a Saturday night, you were on your way to Zouk. My heart almost stopped pumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how you &lt;strong&gt;encouraged me to study for my O level&lt;/strong&gt;? Remember how you comfort me when Im stress when Im upset?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when your grandma passed away? &lt;strong&gt;You told me how much you missed her how your grandma dote on you how much you wanted to cry during the wake&lt;/strong&gt;? I had the urge to go down to Bukit Panjang to pay my respect to your grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember remember remember all those memories we had? I was the luckiest girl alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even if you don't remember, I will... always...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me, made a fucking big mistake by saying " Im not expecting you to reply me." NNH! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny. Cos the similar things always happen to me and my girl. No wonder we are besties.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115132738567324804?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115132738567324804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115132738567324804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115132738567324804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115132738567324804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/dreamt-of-you-and-made-big-mistake.html' title='*Dreamt of you and made a big mistake*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115125550122305551</id><published>2006-06-26T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:11:41.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*JJ concert is fuckin gd*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FANTASTIC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;is the only word for JJ's concert. Pics up soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115125550122305551?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115125550122305551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115125550122305551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115125550122305551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115125550122305551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/jj-concert-is-fuckin-gd.html' title='*JJ concert is fuckin gd*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115107506506772988</id><published>2006-06-23T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T23:06:29.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*rubbish thoughts*</title><content type='html'>Major mood swings today. I am not sure whether I slept too much or what. My mood sucks for the whole day. Plus my mother's crude and insensitive remarks. It was goddamn irritatin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about my coming pay. I think about the bills I have to pay. My mood plunge even further. Hai. It's been a long long long lonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggg time since I've done a proper shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a sling bag. And new shoulder bag. More shoes, more cosmestics and more tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, boy just told me yesterday for the next month, we have to budget. He says he won't bring me to eat any more good food. =( Food court den. Sobz. No more Hongkong cafe, no more YouTiao Da Wang, no more expensive noodles. Reverting back to the old way of life. Sigh. But still, I have to understand my boy's situation right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For next month, it is still no more shoppin. I am very sad. very very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/lovelehs-0102%20edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/lovelehs-0102%20edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad la... still happy... sobsob.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115107506506772988?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115107506506772988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115107506506772988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115107506506772988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115107506506772988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/rubbish-thoughts.html' title='*rubbish thoughts*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115099497056117044</id><published>2006-06-23T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:49:30.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Chill at Coffee Bean*</title><content type='html'>Wee. Chillin with my darling angel and weili was still as good as ever. Laughters, giggles, lame talks never ceased. It relaxes one mind and soul. It's great to have them around me. Am glad that my girl's leg have been recovering. Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, this 3 week holidays, have never been a real holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some of the photos from June 17. Mad clubbing pics once again. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/wenny%20kiss%20me0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/wenny%20kiss%20me0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This what the mighty half bottle of chivas had done to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/17062006259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/17062006259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lazy to rotate ah. TIlt your head. But what the heck is Bird doing at my chest area. tsk! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/me%20n%20wen%20kisses%200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/me%20n%20wen%20kisses%200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh lala. We do love each other so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Um. Thats all. Cos the rest can't be seen. It's ugly. I mean me, not my girls. HEHE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things are going on well between me and boy. Althou abit stress here and there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In life, we don't disturb people for nothing. You do your own things. If people come and find trouble, for what we give a damn? Outsiders will have eyes to see who is the petty one. Thus, we lead our own life and not cause troubles all around like how some people did. Especially in blogging. Yes we express our thoughts in much more details and straightforwardness. But at the same time we think of the consequences. We have to be sensitive and stuff. People out there mind your own business. For what me and my girls wants is just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And I believe in karma. You deserve what you get.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115099497056117044?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115099497056117044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115099497056117044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115099497056117044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115099497056117044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/chill-at-coffee-bean.html' title='*Chill at Coffee Bean*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115065148584624238</id><published>2006-06-19T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T01:24:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*DXO Part 2*</title><content type='html'>So, I met Bao and Bird at about 7.30pm at Cineleisure. Walked around talk rubbish den we made our way to Far East Plaza for some finger food. After that at around 9pm we went down to &lt;strong&gt;DXO!&lt;/strong&gt; Yea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought tickets went in. The live band sucks. Sound more like some santanic band. So we ask for the chivas that they left on Taytay's birthday. Half a bottle, downed by 3 young girls. No doubt, fucking high. Played games and kept losing. T.T Until 11pm then came the r&amp;b. Met up with Ebel. Drank abit with her. Then continued to play game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradually, Bao's and Bird's fren came. &lt;strong&gt;Yan ping, Melissa, Joyce, Deborah, Boshi (!!!), and stingray lookalike (i totally cant recall his name), Randall, Charlene&lt;/strong&gt; and err.. I forgot la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to start dancefloor with Ebel. Went down to dancefloor, music sucks. Went up drink again. Had a great time punching and poking Boshi (!!!). We had a great time sabo-ing the girls too. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down dancefloor dance again. The girls alittle paiseh. So left me alone dancing la. So paiseh. I love it when I dance with Ebel "Bitch, get out the way." We wasnt even on the dancefloor. Even Bird chap ji ka. LOL. Got even higher. Went down to dance. Squeezed with the people. Girls went crazy. I have to constantly tell them becareful. Den we kept switchin places. Damn fun! I love the songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Cornelious, Feli's ex. Haha. Such coincidence. Nope I did not get to see the person I wanna see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy came to fetch me. Had alittle conflict. But all is solved. Lucky I rejected the martell Bird opened! Amitabha. I will be fuckin drunk. Den I will get into trouble. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics up soon. Once I get from Bao and Bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pity angel isn't with us. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115065148584624238?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115065148584624238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115065148584624238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115065148584624238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115065148584624238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/dxo-part-2.html' title='*DXO Part 2*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115061315658967363</id><published>2006-06-18T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T14:45:56.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*dxo was fun! (1)*</title><content type='html'>DXO last night was fun with me almost gettin so fuckin high. Resulting in boy being angry with me and my mum nagging me. I simply hate hate hate hate the way my mother put her words toegther. It is not as if I go to a club often. And she made me sound like some hardcore clubbing kinda bitch. Nb. angry liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have the full update tonight after work. Await!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115061315658967363?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115061315658967363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115061315658967363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115061315658967363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115061315658967363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/dxo-was-fun-1.html' title='*dxo was fun! (1)*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115051665360412478</id><published>2006-06-17T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T11:57:33.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, I got a bad feeling for later tonight. It feels as if something will happen between me and my boy. Because Im going DXO. damn. Cant be bothered la. Whatever I do my conscience has always been clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeway, mama been treating me real good. I don't know why she did not strongly object me goin to DXO. She actually spoke to me in a damn gentle tone. Wow. But no worries. I will be fine mama. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fuckin broke. AHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Now I miss my angel darlin. Hope she's on the road to recovery. She better be. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115051665360412478?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115051665360412478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115051665360412478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115051665360412478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115051665360412478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/somehow-i-got-bad-feeling-for-later.html' title=''/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115038620099243416</id><published>2006-06-15T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:43:21.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially a Singaporean now.</title><content type='html'>I am now officially a Singaporean. No longer a permanent resident. Hehe. But my ic is currently in paper form. dortz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I bought a $12 skirt from Bugis V. Went to eat steamboat with mama and bro. Went down to Parkway to get my pants. Went to get ic from Fel. Thanx girl! Enjoy yourself in malaysia! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow full shift at Bugis. zZz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115038620099243416?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115038620099243416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115038620099243416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115038620099243416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115038620099243416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/officially-singaporean-now.html' title='Officially a Singaporean now.'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-115026695415990207</id><published>2006-06-14T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:35:54.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*long long time never blog*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OKAE! ME BAD! Haven been bloggin for countless of days. yes. My bad, me bad whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Those days I haven been blogging either Im zonked out from work and school assignment or I am just plain lazy. I ask for all of you peep's forgivement. Please forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The reason Im bloggin now is because I totally have no idea what to do for my multicam proposal which I aimed to finished by this week. (Anyway, can someone tell me whats the difference between duration and program outline?) Im like stuck. Total blank out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Am really worried for my girl. She fractured her feet. Haiz. See la. Ask you to go for xray you don't want. Now, a bicycle ran over your poor feet. *Sayang* Get well soon k. We will definitely go Starbuckies, pool session, shopping and tanning. Oh my god. I miss you. Might be droppin by your house tomorrow aight?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*hearts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Things are so far fine between me and my boy. He's very sweet in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/lovelehs-0092.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/lovelehs-0092.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He bought me that greenish thingy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and did me this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/lovelehs-0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/lovelehs-0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abit kinky. But which girl don't melt upon seeing this? Lolz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;______________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many things happened too. But just too much to be mentioned. I shall be a good girl and start doing my proposal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-115026695415990207?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/115026695415990207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=115026695415990207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115026695415990207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/115026695415990207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-long-time-never-blog.html' title='*long long time never blog*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114952509842709968</id><published>2006-06-06T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T00:31:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn busy lorr-</title><content type='html'>Oh!! Sorry people!! Only now den I have the time and mood to update my bloggie. *bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after school is holiday. Holiday means chiong work time. So I started to chiong work. And no time to blog. As I promised to update on my tioman trip, I still dun have time. Because I have 200+ near 300 pictures. How to update all. Huh huh huh. U tell me. Wait till I have time to sit in front of my computer instead of lappie to edit all the nice nice photos for you guys to see k. Meanwhile. Here's the sneak peak. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/P5280692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/P5280692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and my bros snorkelling. Damn fun. But tiring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are many times when human fuss over minor things, only to make situations even worst.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are times when second chances are given, yet we don't realise it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are times when we think too much for ourself yet neglected our loved ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are times when we say something and we dont mean it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are times when people do somthing for us but we failed to appreciate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there must be a time when we will all grow up and starts to mature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114952509842709968?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114952509842709968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114952509842709968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114952509842709968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114952509842709968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/damn-busy-lorr.html' title='damn busy lorr-'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114917558149671396</id><published>2006-06-01T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:26:21.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*relief*</title><content type='html'>I feel &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so goddamn relief&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I am done with my Basic Media Research (BMR) Literature Review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My french test is a goner. Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet there are still many other things to be done. 3 weeks holiday is not holiday at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT! DXO! Im still coming for you. Another problem, should I go to the June 10 or the June 17's party? Choose one. Actually Im more keen to go June 17's. Of cos, there's some reason behind it. Only people Fan Jian Ju Le Bu will know. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114917558149671396?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114917558149671396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114917558149671396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114917558149671396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114917558149671396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/06/relief.html' title='*relief*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114900776801397662</id><published>2006-05-31T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:49:28.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*busy busy I am!*</title><content type='html'>okok. I will update ASAP when I am done with all my assignments aight? Be patient! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 23rd Birthday Boy.&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/7766139-114900776801397662?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114900776801397662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114900776801397662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114900776801397662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114900776801397662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/busy-busy-i-am.html' title='*busy busy I am!*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114866202818291471</id><published>2006-05-27T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:51:14.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Bedok 85 to have dinner with weiyang, weili and angel. Very fun. Yet tired. Went to East Coast to have some fun disturbign people. Then went down to Marina South Pier. A very nice place to be. You guys should check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/Mixed.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/Mixed.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Spent doing projects and more projects,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be leaving for Tioman tomorrow. Miss me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114866202818291471?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114866202818291471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114866202818291471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114866202818291471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114866202818291471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114840173930876956</id><published>2006-05-24T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:28:59.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*birthdayss*</title><content type='html'>Am feeling better. Thanks to my lovely girl and mr.bf. and of course my wonderful friends. Not so stress but still stress. Trying hard to take things in my stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be very. I mean VERY busy. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 21st birthday to Ho KaiChong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad at least we are talking like we are friends now. *smilez*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I still remember your birthday. And I had always remembered it for the past few years. Isnt it nice to celebrate your 21st birthday in the jungle. HAHA. K. Being very mean here. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114840173930876956?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114840173930876956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114840173930876956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114840173930876956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114840173930876956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/birthdayss.html' title='*birthdayss*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114831673710166551</id><published>2006-05-23T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T00:52:18.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*tears. flowed.*</title><content type='html'>Weili just commented that I don't sound like the "yoyo" ali anymore. I started to tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is true. Im feel very lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the thought of me doing badly for my assignment scares me. The thought of having not enough time to finish my assignments makes me shudder. I want to be what I use to be. Getting good grades. I don't want my GPA to drop. I want it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really feelin like shit now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114831673710166551?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114831673710166551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114831673710166551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114831673710166551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114831673710166551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/tears-flowed.html' title='*tears. flowed.*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114822818760736649</id><published>2006-05-22T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:16:27.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*drained. seriously drained*</title><content type='html'>I am so tired. Very tired. My life just revolve around work, school more work and school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really frustratin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna apologise to my ladies, friends, family and boy. I seems so neglect everything around me. It's makin me upset. I don't want to. But there just don't seems to be enough time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the verge on breakin down. Stupid people out there, please do not stress me by saying whats there to be done and what you have done. In relation to school work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's been fantastic. Fun and not so mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to unwind. Hopefully, this Friday to Tioman, I will feel a tad more better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114822818760736649?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114822818760736649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114822818760736649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114822818760736649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114822818760736649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/drained-seriously-drained.html' title='*drained. seriously drained*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114805126127456105</id><published>2006-05-19T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T23:07:41.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*left and right*</title><content type='html'>There are instances in my life, when I was caught in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seems that there wun be a win-win solution and I am sick of that kinda feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times and times again, I have to constantly rack my brains, to think of how to resolves problems. It pains me to hurt either party, sometimes even both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what to do? This is life. We have to make difficult decisions all the time. In very rare situation there will be a win-win situation. This is then subject to our perception on things and how we set our priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Why is life like tt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day out with girl was great towards the end. It's been a long time since we play pool, slack at FEP BK, shop till we dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the good old days shall be revived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114805126127456105?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114805126127456105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114805126127456105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114805126127456105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114805126127456105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/left-and-right.html' title='*left and right*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114796578781440971</id><published>2006-05-18T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T23:23:07.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*tired. lethargic. drained.*</title><content type='html'>All assignments are coming up. Feeling very stressed up. Good thing is that Im not working as much. Bad news is I will have no money to shop. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOoO.. Talkin about shopping, Im going out with darlin girl tomorrow!!!! Yippies! And boy says he will buy me Bobbie Brown Gell Eyeliner!! Haiz. On the other hand, maybe not, cause he gotta settle his Starhub line thingy. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepin early nowadays and wakin up late. AhhhH! Going crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114796578781440971?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114796578781440971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114796578781440971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114796578781440971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114796578781440971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/tired-lethargic-drained.html' title='*tired. lethargic. drained.*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114774578136931169</id><published>2006-05-16T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T10:16:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*bored*</title><content type='html'>Since Laura complained that I stop updating my blog, I shall update now!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic Media Research lecture now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura just commented that I am very tired because I am typing in one sentences only. Yes I am la. And I am moderately stress. LOL. No connection at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just blogging this for the sake of Laura. So be honored girl! Haha. She's just sitting right next to me. No. She dozing off in fact. haha so cute! =O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia on my right is whining. Because she wants her long hair back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I got such cute classmates! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. Have to thank Tiny for her milk tea yesterday. Nice chattiing with ya in Century Sq's ladies toilet yesterday! Catch up with ya sooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnn..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114774578136931169?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114774578136931169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114774578136931169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114774578136931169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114774578136931169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/bored.html' title='*bored*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114759729972358422</id><published>2006-05-14T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T17:05:13.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy mother day! and my tots*</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, lets wish all mothers a very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought mum a necklace. Bringing her to eat later. Hope she enjoyed. ^^ For all the love care and concern she had given, I daresay, I am very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to someone over msn last night. I was very much surprised by how much he had changed. He is not he used to be. I was stun in fact. He wanted revenge he wanted payback, but I told him he will have karma. What goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very true. For how he had treated me, and now girls bastard him. I feel alittle happy yet alitte sad. Saw that he added new photos in Friendster. According to him, he is as good as before. I can see that. Taking photos outside MOS. KNS! Lao niang cannot go. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lookin forward to the day, I might just bump into him. =) Hopefully, this time he would recognise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want him to regret, for letting me go, for not cherishing me 2 years back. I sound very mean hor. But I don't hate him. Neither do I love him still. Because it's all the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still shock by what he said. =O! As the saying goes, nan ren bu huai nu ren bu ai. No matter how bad the guy is, girls still like. WHy girls like that one huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114759729972358422?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114759729972358422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114759729972358422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114759729972358422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114759729972358422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-mother-day-and-my-tots.html' title='Happy mother day! and my tots*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114753583549155324</id><published>2006-05-13T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T23:57:15.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*half dead*</title><content type='html'>Oh my god. I swear I will die of fatigue soon. Not sure why, but I just feel so tired this few days. Been hitting the bed at around 12am+? Which is not normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my girl. =*( I din see her for almost a week plus. Sad. Haiz. Because of work and school. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boy. I din see him for a week already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was fine. New incharge was fine. So everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week die die also have to get started on my assignments. zZz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114753583549155324?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114753583549155324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114753583549155324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114753583549155324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114753583549155324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/half-dead.html' title='*half dead*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114727479128761814</id><published>2006-05-10T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:26:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*CRANKY*</title><content type='html'>I've been feelin really cranky for the past few days. ALl thanks to PMS. Now Im havin cramps. *ROAR*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucks. I cant really be bothered anymore. I am constantly havin the thought to quit but I cant. Sad case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments are all coming up. Im so stressed. Having fun in classes thou. =) But I just cant get myself started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst, I don't get to meet boy for this whole week. Cos he can't book out. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, tomorrow is "Meet-my-girl" day. Gonna have lunch. Yippie!. I will just whine and whine and complain non stop. Cos she's the only one who cant stand my whinin and complainin I suppose. HEH! Just this thought makes me happy. WEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114727479128761814?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114727479128761814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114727479128761814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114727479128761814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114727479128761814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/cranky.html' title='*CRANKY*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114710094603493940</id><published>2006-05-08T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:09:07.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*some thoughts*</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, we do things impulsively and then we regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been okok. Just the usual boring lesson. Assignments are coming up. Later am gonna do some planning to see which assignment to get started with. There is Broadcast Performance &lt;strong&gt;(BP)&lt;/strong&gt; journals to be written and I have to watch tv for that. Audio Production &lt;strong&gt;(AudioPro)&lt;/strong&gt; assignment raw recording has to be ready by next Friday. Got PohLeng and her sister to help me. Multicamera TV production &lt;strong&gt;(Multicam), &lt;/strong&gt;I totally have no idea what to do. Think some proposal thingy. Work tomorrow and the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been feelin very tired. Cos of my sickness, yes it is getting better FINALLY, work and school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If only Im rich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114710094603493940?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114710094603493940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114710094603493940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114710094603493940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114710094603493940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-thoughts.html' title='*some thoughts*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114696877805312706</id><published>2006-05-07T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T10:26:18.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*late update!*</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of update again. Been feeling very lethargic after work and school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday attended Chamebelle's 21st chalet. Ice cream cake! She invited soooo many people. Over whelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing's are fine between me and boy already. He damn sweet to buy my the Nissan Fairlady 350Z car model. In silver somemore! Plus the 12 straw hearts and the letter with no full stops at all. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am goin to prepare for work at Marina Sq. Till then, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114696877805312706?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114696877805312706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114696877805312706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114696877805312706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114696877805312706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/late-update.html' title='*late update!*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114667205025486401</id><published>2006-05-03T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:00:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*damn sick*</title><content type='html'>Was rather ill for the past 2 days. Thats why there is lack of updates. My voice, I think it will be lost forever. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks. Cos I don't know what am I suppose to do. It is currently just going to school stare talkcock and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened. Maybe we were too immature. Maybe we do not have enough time. But to tell the truth, I miss you. I really do. Too much fears and doubts for me to carry on. Give me some time. I won't throw the ring away. Because I believe that one day we will get to wear the ring together again. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114667205025486401?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114667205025486401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114667205025486401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114667205025486401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114667205025486401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/damn-sick.html' title='*damn sick*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114641972539975756</id><published>2006-05-01T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T01:55:25.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*emo. again. when will it stop.*</title><content type='html'>I went over to Bugis today to buy ink cartridge from Sim Lim Square. As I alighted form train and walked towards the escalator, I saw this quite cute guy in purple in front of me. I just kept starin at him. Cos I find his hair was so famaliar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned to his side to talk to his friend, who has his 2 legs tattooed. I saw his face. I recognised him immediately. He is non other than Ho KaiChong. The guy whom I took 1 year and half to forget. 2 years, and this is the first time, I looked at him at such close proximity. I just kept looking. I stared at him. He turned back had a quick glance. I think he did not see me. Maybe because I am just too plain jane for him to take notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback of memories just kept on coming in my mind. At this point of time, I was quite calm. My heart did not skip a beat. I was perfectly alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked towards Parco. I saw him with his friends at Ya Kun. He was smiling. I smiled too. Decided that since everything is over long ago, I'll just move on with my life, with my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to Ebase, talked abit. Went down to meet boy. Walked to SimLim to get my stuff. Walked back to Parco to go Parkway for work. All the while, I cant help but think of KC. In Parco, I was praying that I can just see KC for one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TA DAH! HE APPEARED IN FRONT OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked in opposite direction. He walked past me. I walked past him. His hands brushed against my arms. I just keep lookin at his face. My heart started pumping. Told my boy about it. He saw. He said: &lt;em&gt;wah! bin yandao leh! &lt;/em&gt;(quite handsome leh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While with my boy, I tried to act normally. But somehow I just get so irritated by him. Sorry boy. My bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant deny that it affected me. Moreover today Duan Dian was being played in my shop and that brings back even more memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'll just get in with life. Boy, I promise you, I'll try my best. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say. So much hidden thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114641972539975756?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114641972539975756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114641972539975756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114641972539975756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114641972539975756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/emo-again-when-will-it-stop.html' title='*emo. again. when will it stop.*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114641749351982396</id><published>2006-05-01T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T01:18:13.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*DXO*</title><content type='html'>Ok. Updates on DXO. It was pretty fun overall. The drinkin madness is what I like best that night. Bird opened bottle. MARTELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/mix2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/mix2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The loveleh martell. So all the guessing games and mad drinking. Maybe I am borne suay. I just kept losing so I kept drinking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Due to non stop drinkin, we almost finish 3/4 of Martell before twelve. Here comes the insane part. Me, angel, bird and bao started peckin each other on the lips. Hey mind you, we did lips-touch-lips k. INSANE!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/Mix1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/Mix1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mad kissing now. After kissing, we went on drinkin. Was feeling fucking high. Went to the dance floor. Danced. Good music. Me like. I realise I got this strange habit of singing or rather shouting the song while dancin. Funny huh? Maybe that explains why my throat is in this condition now. I lost my voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Girl cant stand still, she almost rolled down the stairs when making her way to dance floor. Note to be taken: I will always dance in front of her to make sure she's alright. HEH! Bird was on cloud 9. She cant stop screaming instead of talking normally. Each time boy comes over to my table he has to 'ta' Martell knit. Haha. Guess he's payin a price. haha. Bao just kept on making funny comments. HEHE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just as when all my FAVORITE songs are coming, I had to leave. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had some issues with boy. But whatever, clubbing with bf is never gonna be one of my choice anymore. Ever. Again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wonder when/where will be the next?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114641749351982396?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114641749351982396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114641749351982396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114641749351982396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114641749351982396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/05/dxo.html' title='*DXO*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114612284033600366</id><published>2006-04-27T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T15:27:20.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*am sick*</title><content type='html'>Did not managed to blog yesterday night as I was down with fever, sorethroat and flu. Exactly the same as my girl. Quoted from Angelina Tan: "Wah.. even fall sick also at the same time. Next timie strike 4D together." Gawd. I do miss her like fuck. Its been a long time since I last saw her. =*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to my girl: take care ah.. you are being seriously missed by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I was down with fever and was feeling like shit, I was made to go all the way to CausewayPoint to relief instead of Marina Square. Where I live? Tampines. Where is my school? Tampines. Where is Causeway Point aka CWP? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOODLANDS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like totally man. I rejected my incharge request to go to work at Causeway. But I was still made to go. That really piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, I did not regret going to CWP cause I get to see Juli!!!!  WHAHAH. Despite feeling ill, I still feel very happy to work with her. Talked many many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shockin news learnt. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JULI'S PREGNANT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CONGRATZ DARLIN!!! Take good care of yourself aight? No more faggin for the sake of baby yea? No more drinkin too yea? Do not climb up and down yea? Do not eat heaty and oily food yea? HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that made me really a happy girl was my boy make hs way down from CHANGI, where his camp is situated to CWP just to send me home and make sure that I am ok. It was rainin and the weather was freezing. I felt loved. Really.. As we were on the highway, I was really shivering. He held my hands to make me feel alittle warm. Damn sweet can. He rode single-handed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to boy: Im loving you more each day. Omg. So... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was really nice to ask me not to extend my workin time because she knows that I am unwell. Weee.. I love my mum too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Tonight's pay day. I promised my boy to save $200. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the luckiest girl on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I GOT MY CONTACT LENS BACKKKK! WEEE! everything just seems so right now. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114612284033600366?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114612284033600366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114612284033600366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114612284033600366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114612284033600366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/am-sick.html' title='*am sick*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114598049551274045</id><published>2006-04-25T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:54:58.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*not lookin back anymore*</title><content type='html'>When human learns how to put down or let go of the past COMPLETELY, they are much more happier, much more relaxed and much more contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, it takes alot to forget, but the outcome, you will definitely be much more happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't set standards so high. Because you never know in the future, the person/thing you loved most is not up to the standards that you set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114598049551274045?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114598049551274045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114598049551274045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114598049551274045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114598049551274045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-lookin-back-anymore.html' title='*not lookin back anymore*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114597866816204763</id><published>2006-04-25T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:24:31.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*like totally man*</title><content type='html'>I wanna cry. The right side of my hard lense broke into half when I washing in the school toilet. Damn. $135 for just one side. *Sigh* Waste money. Thank god boy was kind enough to help me pay half of it. Sobz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong to show my attitude yesterday on the phone. My bad. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am happy right now!! Cos Saturday am gonna eat Sakae Sushi with boy!!!!!!!!! YEAA!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be hitting DXO this Saturday. Ok. Everytime I says I MIGHT BE, which actually means probably not. HAHA. But Im really want to go this Saturday to really shake it. Am wondering if I should allow boy along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/mi,wen,ser,cy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/mi%2Cwen%2Cser%2Ccy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taken in the storeroom in Marina Sq. Jerry, me, Serene and Chinyong. It was fun with them. Sneaking off for *ahem* break, using toilet as an excuse for *ahem* break, lame craps, baby-5 and all the funny things. And Chinyong, is seriously good lookin. While Jerry, is seriously funny. Lastly, Serene is seriously cute. But too bad, the two guys aint at MSQ anymore. =( Don't the above picture reminds you of Takashimaya? HAHAHAHAHA. Forget it if you dun get the meaning. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/actcute2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/actcute2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me in storeroom packing stock. Pardon my unglam sitting position. But I think I look very cute in this picture. So I have no choice but to post it up. HEHE. Am too lazy to edit any of the pictures. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114597866816204763?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114597866816204763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114597866816204763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114597866816204763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114597866816204763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/like-totally-man.html' title='*like totally man*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114589279721924256</id><published>2006-04-24T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:33:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*back to school*</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day back to school. It felt kinda good after the long hiatus to see all my beloved classmates. But it occurred to me that we are all separated. =( Saded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley was lame enough last night to suddenly send me 2 of his mms just to hao lian his bengish new hairstyle. However, according to him, he is not gangster, but lover. *like wth* He is so humorous. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really running out to update in my blog. My life is simply so mundane. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114589279721924256?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114589279721924256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114589279721924256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114589279721924256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114589279721924256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-to-school.html' title='*back to school*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114572538995617574</id><published>2006-04-23T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:03:10.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Neglect*</title><content type='html'>It seems that I've been neglecting my blog recently. School's gonna start next week. My timetable, am okok with it. Am havin phobia towards Mr. D class. Broadcast!! *Scream!* Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 months holiday, I feel, was not very wisely spent and at the same time not wasted too. I spent my 2 months workin workin and workin. For the whole 2 months, I only tan once, club once, drink once. Which is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2 months holiday, got myself a boy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rather eventful holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, work at Marina Square for this week was rather memorable. Knew a lot of people from Ebase Garcons. Funny people like Jerry aka my brother and Albin. Handsome people like Chinyong. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my girls very much! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114572538995617574?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114572538995617574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114572538995617574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114572538995617574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114572538995617574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/neglect.html' title='*Neglect*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114537630750070113</id><published>2006-04-18T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:05:07.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*marina sq Ebase.*</title><content type='html'>Ebase Marina Square has 15 or 16 mirrors, 5 showcase for you to wipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy wiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to tell my girls. It's been a long time since we saw each other and slack our ass off. But today slacking with Weiyang, Weili, Rena and my girl was really fun. All the rubbish they had done during their secondary school days. Eg: Flooding the HOD room and breaking gates. WTF. hahaI like it. A pity I had to leave early as wugui came to fetch me. I also wanna go catch monkeyyyy! I missed such a great fun too. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be meeting wugui so often. I just dont want it to be this way. But he's been really good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The more you want, the more I wun give. =)&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/7766139-114537630750070113?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114537630750070113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114537630750070113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114537630750070113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114537630750070113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/marina-sq-ebase.html' title='*marina sq Ebase.*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114520570265135701</id><published>2006-04-17T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:41:42.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*my thoughts*</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. work started off bad. I hate it. But as day progress, mood improved despite bad sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be reliefing Marina Square for this coming week. zZz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many unsaid thoughts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114520570265135701?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114520570265135701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114520570265135701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114520570265135701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114520570265135701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-thoughts.html' title='*my thoughts*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114503405190007654</id><published>2006-04-15T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T01:00:52.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*K songs and Ma Lau huo guo*</title><content type='html'>Today is a fun day! Went to Chinatown with my mother then met up with Angel and Bird. I felt abit bad to pang seh my mum to go singing thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/MALA%20HUOGUO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/MALA%20HUOGUO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the last row second. Look at the 2 small bowl. That is the amount of oil we scoop up from the Ma La Huo Guo. Zai hor. Lolz. It was really a fun day out. A pity Cher and Bao is not with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wugui came down to fetch me. ^^ Din see him for a few days le. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114503405190007654?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114503405190007654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114503405190007654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114503405190007654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114503405190007654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/k-songs-and-ma-lau-huo-guo.html' title='*K songs and Ma Lau huo guo*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114486028392524302</id><published>2006-04-13T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T00:44:44.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*everything's fine*</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, right after I finish typin my previous post, I went into a crying fit. I just kept on crying when talking to wugui. Maybe it's the words he said, maybe its the words I said, maybe it's what happened beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I did not scare wugui with my crying and with the words I said. If I have hurt you with my words, I apologise. But those were my true fears and doubts. Thanx for being understanding and giving me time. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, everything is fine. Things between me and wugui's fine. My girl's fine. THUS! I AM FINNNNEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing on my mind right now is Friday. But am just wondering how am I gonna K songs with my mother and angel. -.- I don't know whether my mother want to go to ktv or not. zZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel DARLINNNN! We dun go Sakura eat k? Since we are in Chinatown, I'll bring you to eat yummilicious and cheap food! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114486028392524302?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114486028392524302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114486028392524302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114486028392524302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114486028392524302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/everythings-fine.html' title='*everything&apos;s fine*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114476913857067493</id><published>2006-04-11T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:30:01.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*just stfu*</title><content type='html'>I am so goddamn irritated. I detest my mum's nagging/scoldin/restrictions. It really piss me off like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will be caught in a difficult situation. And I will have no idea how to solve. Im not sure whether I can still go Partyworld with my girl and have dinner with my wugui. Damn. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am worried for my girl. I wonder how is she doin now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words for my girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The whole world may lie to you, but you should know I will never. Standing by you 24/7. Cheer up sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously doubting my r/s with wugui. I don't think I can make so much time sacrifices just to be with you. Risking my r/s with my mother and friends. I will choose my family and friends first. I hate to say this but thats the way my thoughts are. The trust, confidence and faith is just not there. I don't feel it that way. When I say trust, it's not about you with other girls. It's between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you treat me real good. I admit I have feelings for you. But it isn't as strong as the one I had towards my previous r/s. I am sorry to say that. But I do still treat you like my bf, my ke ai de wugui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll just try. But, if one day I leave you, don't hold it against me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. I feel like a bitch. All the emo shit is coming. Slap me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114476913857067493?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114476913857067493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114476913857067493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114476913857067493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114476913857067493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-stfu.html' title='*just stfu*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114451255923005805</id><published>2006-04-09T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T00:09:19.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*boring*</title><content type='html'>ZzZ. My life is so boring now. Everyday it is just work and home. I miss chilling out with my ladies. Esp. my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been so fuckdap that I dun even wanna mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wugui has been fetching and sending me to work almost every single day since he came back from Thai. Let me hao lian abit. Below is his RVF currently. HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/wugui"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/wugui%27s%20bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that I will be able to get my samsung D820 smoothly tml with my elder bro. But I like Sony Ericcson W810i. Hai. If only I have more money. zZz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114451255923005805?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114451255923005805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114451255923005805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114451255923005805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114451255923005805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/boring_09.html' title='*boring*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114429572062913917</id><published>2006-04-06T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T11:55:20.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*pubbin*</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, was one of the hellllll dayss man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how me and my girls cant hold our liquor well last night. Caeser pub sucks. Gonna boycott that pub.. @$^&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Club hoppin also. But . hai.. forget it... It's tough life for underage to be club hoppin. And fuck Dbl O door bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up pukin at Gallery Hotel's toilet. At least I felt better. HAHA AND MY GIRL! GOPAL! SHE PUKED AT 7am. Which I find was very funny. Her kick came in so late. haha. Anyway, take care girl.. ^^ Drink coke can ma bo. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; : Never ever ever ever drink with empty stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; : Never drink alcohol at such fast speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; : If you feel unwell in the tummy after u drank. Force yourself to puke. It's feels much much    better. Thou is v unglam. But puke in toilet la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; :When having alcohol, MUST DANCE!! SWEAT IT OUT!!!! #&amp;*(&amp;amp;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114429572062913917?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114429572062913917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114429572062913917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114429572062913917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114429572062913917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/pubbin.html' title='*pubbin*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114417171895415499</id><published>2006-04-05T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:28:38.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*funny feeling*</title><content type='html'>I amazed that I took sucha short time to forget you. Good luck in your future endeavors. Take care. And don't injured or get sick anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will still be a special place in my heart for you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is this funny feelin in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114417171895415499?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114417171895415499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114417171895415499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114417171895415499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114417171895415499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/funny-feeling.html' title='*funny feeling*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114399656546089268</id><published>2006-04-03T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T00:53:10.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*rounding on a BLACK RVF*</title><content type='html'>Day was half fun half sian. haha. Cos I am really tired. Cant sleep last night. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after work today, met up with Dexter. A very cute 23 year old guy. AND HE LOOK DAMN BOY BOY! He owns a black RVF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/RVF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/RVF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is black in colour. Very cool bike but Eric says it is ugly. Haha. Didn't know where to go. So requested Dexter to bring me to 99 Turns since I've never been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has more turns than Devils Bend. And more dangerous. Being a safe person I asked him to ride "not so fast" and guess what he did? 60km/h. -.- Reached the top of Kent Ridge Park, a very serene place with beautiful scenery. Sat down and chatted. Left after a while and DEXTER! Went to the wrong exit so we ended up that Changi Airport stretch of road. I saw aeroplanes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tiring to sit on a big bike. Havin slight cramp on my right leg. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Saw someone famous. Not from Mediacorp. Not someone famous from Taiwan/HK/M'sia. Someone who is proud, pretty yet fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAURA! use you power to guess who isit! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, ask me if ya wanna know. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114399656546089268?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114399656546089268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114399656546089268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114399656546089268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114399656546089268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/rounding-on-black-rvf.html' title='*rounding on a BLACK RVF*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114390473798051481</id><published>2006-04-01T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:18:58.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*IC and dbl o*</title><content type='html'>I need an excuse to get out of my house on the coming wednesday to club at Dbl O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas/help/advise anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Feliciaaaaa... I need your IC again..... can I????? ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114390473798051481?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114390473798051481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114390473798051481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114390473798051481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114390473798051481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/ic-and-dbl-o.html' title='*IC and dbl o*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114383558889060070</id><published>2006-04-01T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T04:06:28.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*totally  lor..insomnia lor..*</title><content type='html'>LIKE TOTALLY LOR! I should be my bed sleepin like pig. But everything is oh-so-wrong. So many thoughts going inside my head. One day I will go insane. I do feel tired but I just can't sleep. What the fuck wrong s with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god someone in my area has his/her wireless on 24/7. Thats why I am leeching of free wireless. Thats why I am able to blog to kill my boredom. Like totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day was good with Eme gf and Fel! So fun to hang out with them lor. Crazy phototaking outside Plaza Singapura and many funny shit talk lor. Like TOTALLY man. AHAhA. We should hang out more often man. A pity Lola was unable to join us because she's unwell. Take care girl! It's April's Fool! Like totally off lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Benny tried to trick me over msn. But too bad, Im smart. LMAO. HAPPY APRIL FOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For you this song I sing.&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/7766139-114383558889060070?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114383558889060070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114383558889060070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114383558889060070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114383558889060070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/04/totally-lorinsomnia-lor.html' title='*totally  lor..insomnia lor..*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114366064827177277</id><published>2006-03-30T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T03:30:48.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Gotham Penthhouse*</title><content type='html'>WHY CHINABLACK HAS TO CLOSE DOWN BEFORE I EVEN GO!?!? Okae.. so stock take was a breeze for parttimers. Happy belated birthday to Elli! Celebrated in the shop. Pics up tml ^^. Left Parkway made our way to Pacific Plaze BUT! Chinablack really closed down. =( The club I wanted to go so much. SO nevermind... Me and Xiaoling decided to go for Club MoMo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! The queue was fucking long. Met up with Bird and Bao. Decided on Gotham Penthhouse. A pity that I did not make it to a big club. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So had my IC checked went into Gotham. A nice place with fishtank and all. Sat down chill and have a drink. I had Vodka lime x 2, vodka ribena, bloody mary(shared), whiskey with water (shared cos it isnt nice.) alittle of burban coke and alittle of graveyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a nice club. Cos it plays r&amp;b and reggae. Nice... me like. Danced like ah siao. Some digusting ang mohs come and buaya me and xiaoling which almost made me puked. Luckily they retreated knowin that we arent interested AND IT IS REALLLLLLY DISGUSTING cos they have beer belly. YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do play nice songs that made me high like shit. Songs like We belong together, Shake (and i literally shake through the wholllllleee song HEHE), gold digger and many many nice songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home me and bao talked rubbish. HAHa. But we know what we are talkin abt la. Just feeling high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pity that my girl aint with me!!! =( we will have chance yea???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update more tml since I am stayin at home. Lets see tml whether I can even remember posting this entry. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114366064827177277?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114366064827177277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114366064827177277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114366064827177277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114366064827177277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/03/gotham-penthhouse.html' title='*Gotham Penthhouse*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114356737735814306</id><published>2006-03-29T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T01:36:17.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*upset 2*</title><content type='html'>I was actually quite upset with my mother's word when I was havin my really late dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You du shu de ren jiao de peng you jiu shi bi jiao guai."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally: Those people who studies make friends who are more guai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, old people, what they meant by people who studies are those people who chiong their homework, study hard for test and get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, she's referring to my elder brother, praising how guai and ting hua he is. I felt that the above sentence was shot directly at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never jealous of my brother( maybe at a point of time, yes, but I've already outgrown that stage). He's a guy, I'm a girl. His character and mine is completely different. There's absolutely nothing to compare, I feel. But the problem is, my mum's always comparing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum always think that the people I hang out with is &lt;em&gt;bu san bu si&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;zhu peng gou you.&lt;/em&gt; I get very offended when my mum says that. I think she is insulting my friends. Because I know my friends are all nice people who helped me through my life. They deserved to be compliment rather than insulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the way I interpreted that sentence was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are in polytechnic, you did not get good grades, your friends are all rubbish. They all lead you astray. Whereas people in JC are ALLLLLLLLLLLLL studious *insert all the nice words* blah blah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't a very objective to view the whole thing. But sometimes you are just so bu shuang about everything that u go on endlessly on how unfair people is treating you. Thats the way I am feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114356737735814306?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114356737735814306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114356737735814306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114356737735814306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114356737735814306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/03/upset-2.html' title='*upset 2*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114356465480434922</id><published>2006-03-29T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T00:50:58.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*upsetttt*</title><content type='html'>Cam-whoring with fellow colleagues again! Because Belle's didi got some Batman wings and Dracula coat, he left it in the care of his sister in the shop. So after work we decided to... PLAY WITH IT! DAMN COOL AND HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to see a larger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/1600/Batman%20and%20dracula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3372/494/320/Batman%20and%20dracula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's really funny. Take a close look at it. Haha. Belle didi is very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ehhh!! I also want to play with you all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Barge into the room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow stocktake. Elli's birthday. Stocktake. Celebrations. Most probably heading down to Chinablack with Xiaoling. Felicia's lendin her ic to me! Say yea!!!! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114356465480434922?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114356465480434922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114356465480434922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114356465480434922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114356465480434922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/03/upsetttt.html' title='*upsetttt*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114347368105555007</id><published>2006-03-27T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:34:42.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*pay day*</title><content type='html'>At this time, I've got my pay already. SAY YEAAAAA. Am dying to get my T610 to RIP. Time to have it buried in a safe place. haha. VS7! Here I came. Most prolly next month. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I shall go get my &lt;strong&gt;toner&lt;/strong&gt; (still decidin whether to use Missha's or otehr brand. zZz any recommendation?) , &lt;strong&gt;foundation&lt;/strong&gt; and 1 pair of &lt;strong&gt;girl boxer&lt;/strong&gt; from Topshop, buy &lt;strong&gt;Wani's birthday present&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;clear&lt;/strong&gt; some of my &lt;strong&gt;reservation&lt;/strong&gt;, get &lt;strong&gt;nail polish remover&lt;/strong&gt;.. FUCK! Lotsa money gonna be spennntttt.. =( SEXAY! I have made up my mind to rip my tights. HEHE. I still have to pay my hp bills, return my mum $50 and Belle $30. Sobz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just get pay broke already. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I have decided to make fondu for Elli and colleagues on stockdate day since Im startin work at 4pm! i can wake up early and start makin! Stocktake day is also Elli's birthday!! Happy happy happy. Bought my choco and marshmellow. Best part is, my mum paid for it. HEHE Smart me. I should have bought the Hershey's Choco instead of some jepalang cheapskate choco brand man. HEHE. Not so smart of me. =( LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIAOMIN! EVERYTIME READ MY BLOG NEVER TAGGGGG HUHHH!!! Chill with ya soomeday loveleh! HEHE TAG ARHHHH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114347368105555007?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114347368105555007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114347368105555007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114347368105555007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114347368105555007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/03/pay-day.html' title='*pay day*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114338601164785545</id><published>2006-03-26T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:13:31.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Ma La Huo Guo*</title><content type='html'>Day was great with my girl. Althou both of us not in our best shoppin mood but heck. Walked around town and head down to Bugis to have Ma La Huo Guo. In Engrish isit called Spicy Steamboat? Think so ah. haha Damn damn damn shiok. Shall have it again with my family maybe this coming Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like Im no longer interested shoppin in town and bugis. Except when Im broke I might go down to Bugis Village for some cheap shopping thrill. Im more interested in Topshop, X:odus, Club Marc so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH And  we saw this fucking nice ripcurl.. or isit roxy? I think it is roxy cap. Damn nice. The front part is of snake skin. But I think it is fake. haha. Ity is freakin nice. If I have extra cash I might get it. Oh... and this Stussy jacket that cost $145. !#$&amp;*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a tee. SINFUL AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really think that me and my girl can be considered the bestest of best friend in the whole wide world. Thou we have some minor conflicts, but we always faced it bravely. We don't bear any grudges at all.. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow might head to to the library to pay my fines and borrow some books. Am getting damn bored at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114338601164785545?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114338601164785545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114338601164785545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114338601164785545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114338601164785545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/03/ma-la-huo-guo.html' title='*Ma La Huo Guo*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114330061410029527</id><published>2006-03-25T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:30:14.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*am gonna pactise self-restraint*</title><content type='html'>Been planning how am I gonna spend my pay when I receive it on the 27th, 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I need to buy and I WANT to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, I am not able to do that. Lets seeeeee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expected pay $600+. So take it as $600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minus of my mum's and my hp bill $100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minus of I owe Chamebelle $30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minus bus concession $52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minus of library fine $15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minus savings and i DESPERATELY NEED TO SAVE $100 (of cos I will try to save as much cos I wan to change my phone to vs 7. yeayea. I changed my mind already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai. Saded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall practise self-restrain. And I mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7766139-114330061410029527?l=wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/feeds/114330061410029527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7766139&amp;postID=114330061410029527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114330061410029527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7766139/posts/default/114330061410029527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wennyzhibloggie.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-gonna-pactise-self-restraint.html' title='*am gonna pactise self-restraint*'/><author><name>.wEn-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12225262016122353129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/01/3251034/3841815550099l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7766139.post-114321585044352445</id><published>2006-03-24T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:57:30.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Its yet another emo night*</title><content type='html'>There's one thing I always dun understand about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday night is always the emo night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why huh? Can someone enlighten me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, people are out havin fun partying the night away and I am all alone in this house desperately tryin to find something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a Friday night there is not good show being shown on the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe weekend is approaching and I have no programs on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a Friday and you booked out and I missed you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, work today = borinnnnnnggggggg. But crappin with Irene is forever fun. All the rubbish talk again thou sales was VERY x 98765432 bad. But who cares? Both of us are just parttimer. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh YES! JOSLIN CAME TODAY! SHE'S DA DANCIN QUUUEEENNNNN!!!!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment, I have got nothing going on in my head so I shall sign off. 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