cute kevin came down tdae..
surprise surprise!!!!!! :D
wahahhahahahhahahahahahhaha....
so cute!!!!
*slap slap*
4e3 gathering is coming soon!
whoa!! hahah cant wait to see everyone! :B
boo. holis are ending..
=.=
Friday, November 26, 2004
here is a nice and sweet story to share with you all~
kinda long..
but take your time to read it :)
enjoy!!
When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms
On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat.
My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home.
She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.
This was the scene of ten years ago. The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid;
I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections
between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost
at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school. Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy.
But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes. Dew came into my life. It was a
sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best
draws girls' eyeballs." Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said,
Menlike you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls. Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I
knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.
I moved Dew's hands aside and said,"You go to select some furniture, ok? I've got something to do in the
company." Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the moment,
the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.However, I
found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be
deeply hurt. Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in
front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or,I was lounging before the
computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment. One day I said to her in a slight
joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.
Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would
react once she got to know I was serious. When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She
seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates.
But I read some hurt in her eyes. Once again, Dew said to me,"He Ning, divorce her, ok? Then we live
together." I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more. When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand.
"I've got something to tell you," I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want to
divorce. I raised a serious topic calmly. She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked
me softly,why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away
the chopsticks and shouted at me," You are not a man!"
At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened
to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew. With a
deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and
30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart.
The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take
back what I had said. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her
cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be
firmer and clearer. A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something
at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.
She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me,but I was supposed to give her one
month time before divorce, and in the months time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was
simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage
was broken. She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me,"He Ning, do you still remember
how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?"
This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said," I remember."
"You carried me in your arms," she continued, "So, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your
arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the
bedroom to the door every morning." I accepted with a smile.
I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form. I told Dew about
my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does,
she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention asexplicitly expressed. We even
treated each other as a stranger.
So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is
holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room,
then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly,"Let us
start from today, don't tell our son." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She
went to wait for bus, I drove to office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could
smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long
time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.
On the third day, she whispered to me," The outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass
there."
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding
my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vaguer.
On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should
be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.I
felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her," It seems not
difficult to carry you now."
She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable
one. Then she sighed," All my dresses have grown fatter." I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because
she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the
bitterness in her heart.
Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head. Our son came in at the
moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out," he said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been
an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face
because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the
bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held
her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school.
She said,"Actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old."
I held her tightly and said,"Both you and I didn't notice that our life was lack of such intimacy."
I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my
decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door.
I said to her," Sorry, Dew, I won t divorce. I'm serious."
She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. "You got no fever," she said.
I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew," I said," I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage
life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each
other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am
supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you."
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into cry. I
walked downstairs and drove to the office.
When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite.
The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card.
I smiled and wrote -- I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.
kinda long..
but take your time to read it :)
enjoy!!
When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms
On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat.
My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home.
She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.
This was the scene of ten years ago. The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid;
I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections
between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost
at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school. Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy.
But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes. Dew came into my life. It was a
sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best
draws girls' eyeballs." Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said,
Menlike you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls. Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I
knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.
I moved Dew's hands aside and said,"You go to select some furniture, ok? I've got something to do in the
company." Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the moment,
the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.However, I
found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be
deeply hurt. Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in
front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or,I was lounging before the
computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment. One day I said to her in a slight
joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.
Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would
react once she got to know I was serious. When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She
seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates.
But I read some hurt in her eyes. Once again, Dew said to me,"He Ning, divorce her, ok? Then we live
together." I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more. When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand.
"I've got something to tell you," I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want to
divorce. I raised a serious topic calmly. She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked
me softly,why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away
the chopsticks and shouted at me," You are not a man!"
At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened
to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew. With a
deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and
30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart.
The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take
back what I had said. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her
cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be
firmer and clearer. A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something
at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.
She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me,but I was supposed to give her one
month time before divorce, and in the months time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was
simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage
was broken. She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me,"He Ning, do you still remember
how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?"
This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said," I remember."
"You carried me in your arms," she continued, "So, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your
arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the
bedroom to the door every morning." I accepted with a smile.
I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form. I told Dew about
my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does,
she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention asexplicitly expressed. We even
treated each other as a stranger.
So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is
holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room,
then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly,"Let us
start from today, don't tell our son." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She
went to wait for bus, I drove to office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could
smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long
time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.
On the third day, she whispered to me," The outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass
there."
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding
my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vaguer.
On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should
be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.I
felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her," It seems not
difficult to carry you now."
She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable
one. Then she sighed," All my dresses have grown fatter." I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because
she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the
bitterness in her heart.
Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head. Our son came in at the
moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out," he said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been
an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face
because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the
bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held
her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school.
She said,"Actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old."
I held her tightly and said,"Both you and I didn't notice that our life was lack of such intimacy."
I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my
decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door.
I said to her," Sorry, Dew, I won t divorce. I'm serious."
She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. "You got no fever," she said.
I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew," I said," I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage
life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each
other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am
supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you."
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into cry. I
walked downstairs and drove to the office.
When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite.
The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card.
I smiled and wrote -- I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.
i have two stupid pics of myself (yah again.)
it was too stupid. haha! dun think i wanna post here ah..
yesterday...
meet up with nadira!
finally...
it is just so sweet to see her once again..
hahah and as usual... been the crapsters; we crapped and lamed tgt!!!
i was been mean to her lah. ahhaha =x
!!!HOT PICK OF THE YEAR!!!
caramel icecream from mac!!
nadira LOVES caramel!!!! and that becomes her hot pick of the year man.
haha mac nuggets & caramel icecream...
heavenly~
then i rotted in tm for awhile then i went hme..
after that then i went work..
crapped with khairul, shared some laughter..
talk to mohd's fren den laugh laugh laugh..
after work, played with a baby. CUTE!
chased some customers away den blablabla..
then go hme ah.. hahahah watch tv, read book den zzz
today..
ROT ROt ROT!!!!!
hohos. currently hooked on the books i borrowed.
good. at least i wont rot that much!
ok.. now it is raining real heavy!!!!
---
i dislike the feeling of scrolling down ur hp phonebook;
realising there is no1 u can ask to go shopping wif you.
who on earth likes to shop alone?!
maybe me. when im not feeling happy. haha!!
i realise i LOVES to complain...
one min i say i dun haf cash!
another min i say i dun haf time!
next min i say i dun haf anyone to go shopping wif!!
hahaha... im such a grumpy person!!!
pls slap me!!!!!
HAHA my bro is going to army soooooonnnnnn!!!!!! =x
wait.. that is boring..
no1 to gossip and crap and fight with me!!
when everytime he books out..
he will look like one chao ta black pig! or bamboo stick. lah. burnt bamboo stick
:'(
it was too stupid. haha! dun think i wanna post here ah..
yesterday...
meet up with nadira!
finally...
it is just so sweet to see her once again..
hahah and as usual... been the crapsters; we crapped and lamed tgt!!!
i was been mean to her lah. ahhaha =x
!!!HOT PICK OF THE YEAR!!!
caramel icecream from mac!!
nadira LOVES caramel!!!! and that becomes her hot pick of the year man.
haha mac nuggets & caramel icecream...
heavenly~
then i rotted in tm for awhile then i went hme..
after that then i went work..
crapped with khairul, shared some laughter..
talk to mohd's fren den laugh laugh laugh..
after work, played with a baby. CUTE!
chased some customers away den blablabla..
then go hme ah.. hahahah watch tv, read book den zzz
today..
ROT ROt ROT!!!!!
hohos. currently hooked on the books i borrowed.
good. at least i wont rot that much!
ok.. now it is raining real heavy!!!!
---
i dislike the feeling of scrolling down ur hp phonebook;
realising there is no1 u can ask to go shopping wif you.
who on earth likes to shop alone?!
maybe me. when im not feeling happy. haha!!
i realise i LOVES to complain...
one min i say i dun haf cash!
another min i say i dun haf time!
next min i say i dun haf anyone to go shopping wif!!
hahaha... im such a grumpy person!!!
pls slap me!!!!!
HAHA my bro is going to army soooooonnnnnn!!!!!! =x
wait.. that is boring..
no1 to gossip and crap and fight with me!!
when everytime he books out..
he will look like one chao ta black pig! or bamboo stick. lah. burnt bamboo stick
:'(
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
yellows.
im back.
gina scolded me!
she say: "u think shop ah. closed for holiday"
so i open my blog..
just for her ok.
are you touched gina? :)
-muahhaa
alot of things happened during this period of time.
good and bad. hohos.
i had a haircut. it was bad? or mayb not so bad lah.
anyway i always get bad haircut. haha..
but this time round.. my hair is real short!
it is almost time for back-to-school shopping.
bwah. and this is sad. fat4 not in same class :(
anyway that timetable not confirm yet.
so meanwhile lets keep our finger crossed!
i haven catch shutter yet..
i haven get my shoes yet..
my spects? haven yet..
that is bad.!
my life..?
nothing much
i just...
eat
slp
rot
work
and rot somemore.
oooh im such a boring peron!
yest night was a BAD night.
working sux. or should i sae some of the customers sux.
BAH BAH BAH!!!!!!!
lynn has a blog! woots!
-Sometimes the sun shines, sometimes the rain pours. but don't forget, it takes both sun and rain to make a rainbow
im back.
gina scolded me!
she say: "u think shop ah. closed for holiday"
so i open my blog..
just for her ok.
are you touched gina? :)
-muahhaa
alot of things happened during this period of time.
good and bad. hohos.
i had a haircut. it was bad? or mayb not so bad lah.
anyway i always get bad haircut. haha..
but this time round.. my hair is real short!
it is almost time for back-to-school shopping.
bwah. and this is sad. fat4 not in same class :(
anyway that timetable not confirm yet.
so meanwhile lets keep our finger crossed!
i haven catch shutter yet..
i haven get my shoes yet..
my spects? haven yet..
that is bad.!
my life..?
nothing much
i just...
eat
slp
rot
work
and rot somemore.
oooh im such a boring peron!
yest night was a BAD night.
working sux. or should i sae some of the customers sux.
BAH BAH BAH!!!!!!!
lynn has a blog! woots!
-Sometimes the sun shines, sometimes the rain pours. but don't forget, it takes both sun and rain to make a rainbow
Monday, November 15, 2004
BF. lemmi shoot it out.
mr DH sux (like as usual, as ALWAYS).
FM sux too. even though he did nth wrong.
but he is irritating. very irritating. very very irritating.
im boycotting DH. whatever. BAH.
black face treatment. DH. SUCKS. FM. U TOO.
whatever!! cmon!! every1 say it with me!!
whatever!
whatever!!
whatever!!!
whatever!!!!
whatever!!!!!
ok. BF finish.
sunkQ ab for the food. delliciouus*
i like hari raya.
the malay costumes are so nice.
patterns on their baju are so nice!
and they are bold in their hari raya bajus.
purple. orange. pink. green. yellow. blue.
you name it; they got it.
and malay families often dress in the same colour as one whole family.
nice nice~
chalet tmr. cant wait :)
---------------
shutter on friday i think. my day offfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff.
i never know a simple sms can do such a wonder.
mr DH sux (like as usual, as ALWAYS).
FM sux too. even though he did nth wrong.
but he is irritating. very irritating. very very irritating.
im boycotting DH. whatever. BAH.
black face treatment. DH. SUCKS. FM. U TOO.
whatever!! cmon!! every1 say it with me!!
whatever!
whatever!!
whatever!!!
whatever!!!!
whatever!!!!!
ok. BF finish.
sunkQ ab for the food. delliciouus*
i like hari raya.
the malay costumes are so nice.
patterns on their baju are so nice!
and they are bold in their hari raya bajus.
purple. orange. pink. green. yellow. blue.
you name it; they got it.
and malay families often dress in the same colour as one whole family.
nice nice~
chalet tmr. cant wait :)
---------------
shutter on friday i think. my day offfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff.
i never know a simple sms can do such a wonder.
Sunday, November 14, 2004
Saturday, November 13, 2004
Your kind act at the wrong timing makes it a wrong act.
try this game man.. train ur brain ah.. -> click here!!
try this game man.. train ur brain ah.. -> click here!!
Thursday, November 11, 2004
when you are sick, you will realise nothing is more important than your health.
i realise it.
i thought medicine is suppose to make us well again?
then how come it didnt happen..?
:(
how am i going to work later..
shit! just make me well.. -grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
anyway riaz msg me! that is smth BIG isnt it?
click here!! people saying sorry for choosing Bush once again..
i realise it.
i thought medicine is suppose to make us well again?
then how come it didnt happen..?
:(
how am i going to work later..
shit! just make me well.. -grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
anyway riaz msg me! that is smth BIG isnt it?
click here!! people saying sorry for choosing Bush once again..
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Saturday, November 06, 2004
you people are like the SWEETEST humans alive man. i swear!
millions and zillions and gillions and trillions of THANKS
to those who wished me!
it is weird. to be 17.
i dont even FEEL like 17.
it just seems like a day ago i was 16.
2years back, i watched Princess Diaries.
today, i watch Princess Diaries 2!
it was wonderfffffffffffuuuuuuuuuulllllllllllllll~!
i give it 4 BIG STARS!
watched it with syidah and jenny!
hahah and THANKS to SYIDAH!
:D
anyway i guess some of you doesnt know i am from china rite? :)
in the words of sai.... "CHINA REN!!!!!!!"
before today ends..
and mark the starting of 7th nov.
i wish myself a happy bdae! and all those born in the same day:)
old. be more mature. understanding. sensible.
To: that one and only naDira.
you bloody crapstick. that is like the sweetest present i ever received. because it is made up of You&Me! thanks for everything ah.. i dont want to be mushy in this blog but... I LOVE YOU!
thanks for the day out.!!
i see a future between you&him ah. u both are so damn sweet! :D
idiotic ridzMAN!! hahah thnks so much uh. for calling :)
you people make me felt so loved ah. -aww- once again. thanks! i love you all! :D
thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks!!
Long Live SunkQ!!
millions and zillions and gillions and trillions of THANKS
to those who wished me!
it is weird. to be 17.
i dont even FEEL like 17.
it just seems like a day ago i was 16.
2years back, i watched Princess Diaries.
today, i watch Princess Diaries 2!
it was wonderfffffffffffuuuuuuuuuulllllllllllllll~!
i give it 4 BIG STARS!
watched it with syidah and jenny!
hahah and THANKS to SYIDAH!
:D
anyway i guess some of you doesnt know i am from china rite? :)
in the words of sai.... "CHINA REN!!!!!!!"
before today ends..
and mark the starting of 7th nov.
i wish myself a happy bdae! and all those born in the same day:)
old. be more mature. understanding. sensible.
To: that one and only naDira.
you bloody crapstick. that is like the sweetest present i ever received. because it is made up of You&Me! thanks for everything ah.. i dont want to be mushy in this blog but... I LOVE YOU!
thanks for the day out.!!
i see a future between you&him ah. u both are so damn sweet! :D
idiotic ridzMAN!! hahah thnks so much uh. for calling :)
you people make me felt so loved ah. -aww- once again. thanks! i love you all! :D
thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks!!
Long Live SunkQ!!
Thursday, November 04, 2004
lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama lama LAMA L-A-M-A.
is this type of lama...
not this type!
hohos. tdae saw a group of 5 lamas! my darling lamas.
fated ok.
in less than an hour or so; we bumped into each other like FIVE times?
i felt blessed!
year 2oo5 will be a wonderful year! yays!
bai chi told me they come from teabag.
den i go like... "HUH? *o.0*
den i got it right.
is TIBET. not teabag.TIBETTEABAG
anyway they sound the same what.
yea thnks bai chi for the present.. i like it very much ok.! hahah thnks for always been the 1st to gif me ;p xiexiexiexiexiexiexiexie.
ooh we haf new staff coming in!
hope wonderwoman stop cursing so our staff will stay longer.!
is this type of lama... not this type!hohos. tdae saw a group of 5 lamas! my darling lamas.
fated ok.
in less than an hour or so; we bumped into each other like FIVE times?
i felt blessed!
year 2oo5 will be a wonderful year! yays!
bai chi told me they come from teabag.
den i go like... "HUH? *o.0*
den i got it right.
is TIBET. not teabag.TIBET
anyway they sound the same what.
yea thnks bai chi for the present.. i like it very much ok.! hahah thnks for always been the 1st to gif me ;p xiexiexiexiexiexiexiexie.
ooh we haf new staff coming in!
hope wonderwoman stop cursing so our staff will stay longer.!
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
this is so boring.!
somehow i wish chalet will come sooner...
woolala. we finally pass our test! yays!
*rub palms*
money!
think i taking on another job tgt with syidah?
lets see whether we get thru the interview anot.
woots!
oh well...
happy birthday abdillah!!!
^-^
dun anyhow mess around hor. even though they gave you acondom
i think wonderwoman curse our outlet...
that's why all the new staff doesnt stay long.
-yawns.
attitude sia that ger...
somehow i wish chalet will come sooner...
woolala. we finally pass our test! yays!
*rub palms*
money!
think i taking on another job tgt with syidah?
lets see whether we get thru the interview anot.
woots!
oh well...
happy birthday abdillah!!!
^-^
dun anyhow mess around hor. even though they gave you a
i think wonderwoman curse our outlet...
that's why all the new staff doesnt stay long.
-yawns.
attitude sia that ger...
Monday, November 01, 2004
good morning everyone.
inventory night.
i love to gossip with aisha.
attention!!!
there will/might be a gathering for 4e3 lah hor.
the date i wanted will be on 4th dec
cos i think by that time u guys would finish jalan hari raya rite?
venue will mostly be ridz's place ah.
yea thnks him SO much uh.
of cos you people NEED to pay.. or else you all eat what?
eat air ar? =x
so i NEED you ppl to tell/help me...
- what you all want to makan.
- if you people are ok with the date?
- help me SPREAD the news uh.
email me, call me, sms me or whatever ah.. just tell me ok?
lastly.. pls pls pls update me of ur contact number.
alah.. if not difficult to contact ah.
THANKS HOR.
inventory night.
i love to gossip with aisha.
attention!!!
there will/might be a gathering for 4e3 lah hor.
the date i wanted will be on 4th dec
cos i think by that time u guys would finish jalan hari raya rite?
venue will mostly be ridz's place ah.
yea thnks him SO much uh.
of cos you people NEED to pay.. or else you all eat what?
eat air ar? =x
so i NEED you ppl to tell/help me...
- what you all want to makan.
- if you people are ok with the date?
- help me SPREAD the news uh.
email me, call me, sms me or whatever ah.. just tell me ok?
lastly.. pls pls pls update me of ur contact number.
alah.. if not difficult to contact ah.
THANKS HOR.
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