<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:42:39.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts... my life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-117127468944186670</id><published>2007-02-12T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T02:04:49.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;moved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smallhandsofmine.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://smallhandsofmine.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-117127468944186670?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/117127468944186670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=117127468944186670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/117127468944186670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/117127468944186670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/02/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-117102891046150189</id><published>2007-02-09T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T05:48:30.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;richard and i are officially over. no turning back, no "u really know the way to my heart again" thing or whatever. why? because he decided to give it up and i don't wanna pursue something when both parties have very different views in life. had the happiest 3 yrs with u, God bless anyhow. cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to my darlings, esp. bestie and buddy lan, thanks for being there during this rough patch, i really appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to mum and dad, thanks for accepting us as a couple and seeing us through it all with all the advices u gave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to that one person; thanks for my new bed sheets, the chocs u bought, the monopoly u gave, all the goodies and canned food u filled into my fridge, the support u gave, the surprises u planned to cheer me up, the late night drives we had and many more to come, most of all, thanks for being there for me when i couldnt take the emotional swirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's the end of the road though no one in the world can ever replace Richard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2 stupid projects left, no sch till thurs. YAY! then it's hell for 2 days and study week.. which is like.. worse than hell la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heading for a movie with bestie now! c ya pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;946pm, fri, 9/2/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-117102891046150189?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/117102891046150189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=117102891046150189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/117102891046150189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/117102891046150189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/02/richard-and-i-are-officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-117018453838524460</id><published>2007-01-30T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:15:38.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i don't know what to do anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;here i have, the perfect man, oh well, almost perfect husband material who wants to marry me in future but my heart does not seem to want to follow. which girl won't want a boyfriend who pampers them, understands them, lets them drive his car and disregards all the other suitors? after 3 years of relationship with richard, i still don't know. don't know what i want. i want to have fun, go out with friends, more guys or whatever. I'm not even 21, let alone speak about marriage. why should i be disallowed of dating other guys? it's just a social thing, ain't it anymore? I don't intend to marry till 28 and richard does not share the same view. he wants to marry me when I'm 23/24. No way. Then again, he's perfect. I want that too. But he can't seem to understand, I need my space with my frds. Dosent like me going out with friends at night. Goodness, I'm not a housewife to wait on you, darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So you see, I don't know what to do. Lost the love after what happened last week. We can never understand one another, you will never understand I need my space and always want to follow me around even when it's just going to Rong's to pass my lanyard. I cant take that sorta caged up treatment. So, I guess we gotta let it go sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But i can't bare to. He's irreplacable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Help me, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;313am, 31/1/07, wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-117018453838524460?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/117018453838524460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=117018453838524460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/117018453838524460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/117018453838524460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-know-what-to-do-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116988410819687327</id><published>2007-01-26T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:48:28.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i loveeeee my all new core 2 duo processor Compaq black scratch proof lappie. it has arrived today! having oh so much fun d/l-in my songs and all tat. first time i get my OWN lappie. so freaking happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gary bought me a Me to You bear ytd. hubby put it on his kuku bird man. wtf. andrew bought me breakfast this morning.. guess wad's gonna happen then? ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wedding later on! gonna doll up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love love love love my lappie. okok, hubby more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;346pm, sat, 27/1/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116988410819687327?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116988410819687327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116988410819687327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116988410819687327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116988410819687327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-loveeeee-my-all-new-core-2-duo.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116947955589651675</id><published>2007-01-22T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T07:25:55.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if i had one wish. wad would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wish for 3 more wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i'll use the first wish to hope for a better person in me. im a horrible gf, a horrible sis and a horrible daughter. then save the 2 other wishes for future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;caught Apolocypto. damn disgusting but humourous company i had. caught One Last Dance which is totally BORING like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;projects and more projects. HB ICA 1 being the most ridiculous project since poly- HAND WRITTEN 3 pages essay bout what i wanna do in future. oh im sorry, are we taking some GP subject? wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;presentation tmr, IB written ica on wed, HB written ica on thurs, more presentations next week (3 if im not wrong).. retarded isn't it? am applyin to ALL the unis when application starts, die die no choice then RMIT with the not-too-smarties. HURHUR. am hoping my GPA hits above 3.5 after this sem. hope la ah. WILD hope indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;driving has been sucky lately. went to pick mum, couldnt wait cos huge bus behind so i sped off and CHIONG THE FUCKING RED LIGHT. wtf!!! and a lady was crossing the road, she got shocked!!! wth la, eyes so big for shits.. din see.&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 hoping that boyfriend stops being retarded bout my sleeping hours and buys me nice new pillow sheets pls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1123pm, mon, 22/1/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116947955589651675?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116947955589651675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116947955589651675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116947955589651675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116947955589651675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/if-i-had-one-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116918093537388898</id><published>2007-01-18T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:28:55.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;introducing the girls: ying rong, debbie, tall stef, short stef, charlene, ker xin and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and the guys: joel, hady and darren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tgt, we headed over to MOS for the tertiary fling event. it was literally a FLING, indeed. ask my gfs and u would understand. wont brag here in case kena lectured by boyfriend. HAHA. one conclusion; navy guys like to offer tequila and enjoy looking retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;prolly lost 5kgs dancing till 3am. yea, i enjoy looking retarded too and love paying ridiculous prices for drinks. 10 dollars for cranberry juice. haha???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i had such wonderful sleep form 4-7am today for a 9am-6pm schol day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this entry sounds sarcastic dosent it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1220pm, 19/1/07, fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116918093537388898?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116918093537388898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116918093537388898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116918093537388898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116918093537388898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/introducing-girls-ying-rong-debbie.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116896221356536776</id><published>2007-01-16T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T07:43:33.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why is it that my digital weighing scale reads a kg or more lighter in the morning than it does b4 i go to bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why is it that im so addicted to jap food these days that i swamped 3 chawamuhis with rong ytd and can still have sakae's buffet today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why is it that i keep having new things to buy like the new papilio slip ons? or the stupid looking red pumps i saw with rong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why is it that ive got a perfect bf but still go out with jacky when i noe bf hates it? cos he offered good food lor. i love u boyfriend. u noe no one replaces you. i cant possibly limit my social circle to just girls. u wont wanna imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;great news! kor passed his TP on first try so now we all have license. lets hope daddy and mummy buys a new car. HAHA. so proud of u, kor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1142pm, 16/1/07, tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116896221356536776?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116896221356536776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116896221356536776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116896221356536776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116896221356536776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-is-it-that-my-digital-weighing.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116852023464079467</id><published>2007-01-11T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T04:57:14.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;KFC, finger lickin' good. hell, yes it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when KFC buddy, lan, is not available to eat all the skin, side dishes and unwanted fatty things from my chicken, i'd think twice bout KFC. BUT. my KFC desire was overwhelming today!!! so, sitting at home, hearing the roaring rain and super duper lazy, i STILL got up, changed, battled to pouring rain and many millions of cars to drive to the nearest KFC to buy.... FAMILY FEST!!! so we all had delicious KFC today. tada! so proud of myself la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ive grown to accept the retarded looking hair. 's been long since i feel "light" since having hair till my hips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now, i feel like having some coconut. if the desire is overwhelming again, no prizes for guessing right what would happen- prolly find a coconut tree to pluck 1 down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sch's been on a better turn, last semester, rather enjoy it while it lasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116852023464079467?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116852023464079467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116852023464079467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116852023464079467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116852023464079467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/kfc-finger-lickin-good.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116839861133818058</id><published>2007-01-10T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:10:11.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for all the positive compliments bout the crazy hair. really makes my day sometimes. boyfriend hasnt seen it yet and im hoping he'd like it. your opinion is most important,  my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend just got back from penang last night cos granny passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sick lately, presented HR ica 2 in some retarded coarse voice. till today, my cough's exploding each min. HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received NTU's application, seminar schedules and loads of other uni talks' schedules lately. gets me intimidated since my GPA's not even 3.5 now. aiya.. SIM la. sides, loads of HR pple today graduated from SIM, ironically. so why not? of cos, first choice being NTU. NTU NTU NTU AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see him online, it still pisses me off. so much so, i hope lan would just sit and squash him up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116839861133818058?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116839861133818058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116839861133818058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116839861133818058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116839861133818058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/thanks-for-all-positive-compliments.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116809896456525249</id><published>2007-01-06T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T07:56:04.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;good news to those who hate 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;spent $300 to cut my mane till my shoulders and jap curl it to frizzy ugly hair. nice eh? they promised to keep the length and the curls to be huge wavy ones. it's xStyle salon at rochor. dun ever visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116809896456525249?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116809896456525249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116809896456525249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116809896456525249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116809896456525249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-news-to-those-who-hate-me.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116783765741903685</id><published>2007-01-03T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T07:20:57.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yay! HR ica 1's over. presentation was great. interviewed a manager at STmicroelectionics for project. pretty nice chap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;boyfriend bought new glasses from frd's shop. and me? i bought fake eye lashes to try out. HURUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks rong for buying me egg biscuits from china when u noe i dun eat carbs. SO SWEET OF U. then she said it's different cos it's GUANGZHOU'S carbs.  branded one. kns. thanks though. ur such a darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1119pm, 3/1/07, wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116783765741903685?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116783765741903685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116783765741903685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116783765741903685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116783765741903685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/yay-hr-ica-1s-over.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116774289186403919</id><published>2007-01-02T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T05:01:31.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damn sad. lost 50 ringgit at genting! initially boyfriend and i were winning but then we lost it all in the end. typical isn't it? loads of singaporeans at genting wasting money away too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;counted down at KLCC, caught fire works. beautiful beautiful beautiful. we stayed over at Allson Gensis hotel.. very cosy place. thumbs up! great food, great shopping, great boyfriend. thanks for all the fun hubby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's 2007, left some issues behind. especially the james issue, he's just a past year thing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;school starts tmr, 6 more week of acadamic studies and then voila! exams and dats it. cant wait.&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 gonna have durians now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;859pm, tues, 2/1/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116774289186403919?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116774289186403919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116774289186403919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116774289186403919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116774289186403919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2007/01/damn-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116733168073185042</id><published>2006-12-28T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T10:48:00.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;blessed 2007 everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Cheers.&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/16125462-116733168073185042?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116733168073185042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116733168073185042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116733168073185042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116733168073185042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/blessed-2007-everyone-cheers.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116732268061144732</id><published>2006-12-28T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T08:31:39.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;going KL tmr. why must u come and mess up my thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do u keep making me think otherwise when ur actions are pure nothings? why do u wanna mess up my thoughts when i know u dun want anything to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u STUPID SHORT FUCK SHIT WITH TAT CRUMPLER BAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING WANNA... ARGHHH....... do it all again with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only u would let 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;29/12/06, fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116732268061144732?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116732268061144732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116732268061144732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116732268061144732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116732268061144732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/going-kl-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116716035937849098</id><published>2006-12-26T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T11:27:59.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bbq was damn spastic. rained. so, all 20 pple hid under a lil pavalion by my poolside and we had ELECTRIC bbq and used a "bbq pit" tat we "built".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading to KL from Fri till mon/tues. then it's the end of the hols. sad, isn't it? ah kong has been sick, got into hospital too. not a very happy holiday this yr round. so least i've got the KL trip to look forward to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;though kong's sick, he brought me shopping at vivo city and got me a top from Topshop. he's around 85 mind u, and walks w/o a walking stick nor some stupid wheelchair! hail the strong grandaddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on the other note..&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend is warned to bring a wheelchair in case his legs get broken from all the shopping im gonna cover. nah, am kidding. no $ in the first place. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught Night at The Museum with boyfriend. hilarious like hell. pretty stupid too. we went to parkway parade today. then to pasir ris to get a book from buddy. thought of getting the book, Lolita from MPH today. 20% off till tmr from the original $23.90!!! any book fans wanna go expo for some book sale thing? yeah i noe it's cheapo. so? im not ben. WHOLE DAY tell pple tat his  brand new cheap COE red plate manual Getz is more expensive than boyfriend's normal plate auto Vios which he got in 2004 when the COE was way higher. the latest i've heard from ben was he thinks his Getz is 1000 dollars more than my vios. &lt;strong&gt;OH DOES IT MATTER BEN?&lt;/strong&gt; just shut the fuck up and drive properly. k la, ur quite cute la ben. but truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend is on leave till sch starts so i borrowed 4 DVDs from video ez today. tat also means i gotta keep my diet in my head and dun let loose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiest birthday in advance, mum. hope u like the gift i got you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when ur so angry with someone and wanna just bang her head against the wall, just remember, in silence and confidence is ur strength.&lt;br /&gt;just shut the hell up and u'll win the last say. ignorance is always a bliss like they say. dat's exactly wad im doing.&lt;br /&gt;one thing. dun really care wad u think of me unless i talk to u on a daily basis. else, am pretty much in my own world. so, pls fuck urself if ur tryin to mind-handle me. im prolly too hard for u to comprehend. yes u, the easily excited crazy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anything, here's wishing everyone a blessed Christmas and New Year. 3 cheers for making it through 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;311am, wed, 27/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116716035937849098?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116716035937849098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116716035937849098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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a video of my lil niece trying very very very hard to walk. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went out with buddy. bought pretty slippers which also means im $26.90 poorer now. hubby picked me up then we headed to geylang with his frds for frog leg congee. yes, ur right. i looked pathetic eating just frog legs cos i try not to eat any form of carbs. they came over cos cass wanted contact lens solution, then we headed to cass' place to watch some LOUSY show called Crank. sucks like shit. worse than Titanic, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tmr's gonna be sleep for me and HR ICA 1 to be done. i know hubby would bring me out though. always looking forward to weekends with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;120am, sat, 23/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116680809484359278?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116680809484359278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116680809484359278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116680809484359278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116680809484359278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/bought-lunch-for-kong-and-diann-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116671668350125864</id><published>2006-12-21T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T08:39:08.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh lancaster, ur so mean to say tat in ur blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THEN AGAIN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;din know having a kit kat was insulting. CHILL LADY, have a Mars bar then. hw bout Sneakers' bar? seriously, if u wanna talk bout respecting a frd, u wouldnt send tat sms just before a test day to hurt my feelings. no need any form of respect now do we? nope, i wont embarass you by typing out tat particular sms. no need for tat. who's more reserved than who, everyone knows. yes, you may have the advantage of close classmates (who're much nicer pple to work with) cos i dun mix with them, but, honey, open up. the world is ur oyster. not just within the 4 walls of a classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though it's sad tat most pple in sch (except the close classmates u have)see u in a different light now, ahem, thanks to Yours Truly, i still cherish you as a school mate and hope you would too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty cold day. met up with paul and his frds then with alden. alden's as fair as some chicken ass. bought lunch for kong again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq on sunday. really hoping it wont rain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;boyfriend made me wrap so many christmas gifts none of which is mine. haha. happy anniversary hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's wishing everyone a Merriest Christmas in advance! yes, tat include u my dear school mate. hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1153pm, thurs, 21/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116671668350125864?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116671668350125864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116671668350125864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116671668350125864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116671668350125864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-lancaster-ur-so-mean-to-say-tat-in.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116662620360019070</id><published>2006-12-20T06:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T06:50:03.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have a break, have a fucking kit kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should say tat to that one person who's so excited bout school projects, she sms-ed things to do for project due not first, but second week of sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;against all odds, i battled the dampening rain and headed to bugis for steamboat with darlings. caught The Holiday with rong. very romantic. NOT suitable for couples who have been dating for long and have bfs who're not too romantic anymore. HURHUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy yet another anniversary month darling. wad? how many months? i dunno, march would be 36th. u count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im fucking bored. ask me 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;1048pm, wed, 20/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116662620360019070?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116662620360019070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just got home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;had so much fun with darlings, the guys and of cos... my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you really know how to make me happy again. thanks for today and all the other days u make it up to me as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love the lipstick u bought, the cream you gave, but most of all, i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1204am, sun, 16/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116628514336098195?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116628514336098195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116628514336098195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116628514336098195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116628514336098195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116619983751837526</id><published>2006-12-15T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T08:23:57.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so here's the start of the 2 weeks term break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;while everyone's excited bout it, im not exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;life's been dull, school life is not to mention, unstable. team mates telling me to fuck off indirectly. it's inevitable since i dun hang out with people in class or belong to any clique. my frds are either in other classes, or not from sch. it's hard to blend especially when they say such things to u. im not gonna bother with cheena people. pointless isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went shopping with drea and rong. almost died from all tat walking. tmr's shuan's bday lunch. something to keep my mind off bordom suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;while i thought james was someone nice, he isn't. turns out, alden is the one making me laugh like crazy at HIS expense. pretty nice guy. ben is suggesting the group going to genting during the hols. he's damn retarded, will just ignore him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;boyfriend is very disappointing. i hate it when people sit on my bed or LIE on it w/o first changing out of their outside clothes. it's been 3 yrs, he's still not listening to something so simple. scolds me FUCK LA WHERE ARE U when he cant find me. it's the attitude tat i cant stand. ive lost all tat spark with boyfriend. yeah, might seem glamourous tat my bf owns his own car (no, not his dad's) but he rather not pay 50 cents ERP and would ask me to take all dat trouble to go home myself and pay more. he says things like. "yeah, i'll pick u to go SGH to see kong" then follows by adding, "but i wont go town, city hall, bugis, jam areas, ERP areas". might as well not give me a lift isnt it? he never wants to shop with me, never bothers if i ask for his opinion whether a top is nice or should i buy it. i see couples shopping happily, i want tat too. while he's not using his car, he refuses to lend it to me unless we argue. he's not really in my life.dosent noe wad's up with sch for me, wad modules i take, wad i do in the afternoon, i doubt he even noes my favourite songs. wad kinda bf am i having.. i don't know. is there a point anymore when he dosent bother and neither do i? while he keeps telling me not to buy a car cos we'll share when i start working, how's dat EVER possible, really? never once has he lend his car to me w/o an arguement. to him, his car is everything. so u see, it's NOT tat glamourous after all. i rather a bf who would take the bus with me, spend time talking things out to me and enjoys shopping and going out on weekends. richard would NEVER go to town or anywhere near it on weekends, only tiong bahru plaza. no going out till ERP is over. no going to vivo city cos car park too crowded.would u accept tat? it's every girl's dream to have sweet dates with their guy. while i was so sad tat night, crying my eyes out cos of group projects and how my team mates can tell me all my past projects suck and they dun wanna include me for other projects, he promised to call. but never did. the person who was really there for me throughout was lancaster. although it's impossible with lancaster, he'll always have tat special place in my heart tat even my bf wouldnt have. thanks for standing by me through sch and my tantrums at u. we'll be best buddies forever and i'll always be there for u too. could i still call richard.. a boyfriend? he's just physically there, but his heart isn't anymore. im sorry dear, but i dun wanna take this anymore. i wanna be a normal couple, i rather take the bus and spend time being lovey dovey than u throwing tantrums at traffic jams and scolding me cos there isn't  a parking lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;while other guys ask me out, i try not to meet up cos i noe boyfriend would be upset. sometimes it's not tat i wanna have many flings like wad rong said, i just want tat sense of romance, doing things slowly tgt, one more time. think bout it, wad can the other guys offer me tat richard cant?  time and attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;buying Osim iSqueeze for mum's bday with kor. im cashless. need a job. not $5/hr job though. anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1223am, sat, 15/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116619983751837526?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116619983751837526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116619983751837526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116619983751837526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116619983751837526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-heres-start-of-2-weeks-term-break.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116593489361065488</id><published>2006-12-12T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T06:48:13.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;crmp ICA was managable. dread the thought of bpo ICA and ib presentation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lately, i was talking on the phone with one of my guy buddy of 5 yrs. and then he told me he'd give me 6.5/10 for my outer appearance. wad a slap on the face isn't it? he used to give me 10 out of 10 back then when he had a thing for me. that's jufri for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;met james recently, he's as cute as hell (yes, cuter than u, boyfriend), short (my height!), tanned, gd dress sense.. yada yada yada.. u get the picture. on the way home as i walked pass my pool today, decided to go for a tan, and so i did, only for 20mins then it poured. wad stupid shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shuan's bday buffet thing on sat and we're all worried wad expensive pressies to get for dat high maintenance chap. aiya! damn backside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's so boring to blog w/o anything in mind. so, bye la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1046pm, tues, 12/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116593489361065488?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116593489361065488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116593489361065488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116593489361065488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116593489361065488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/crmp-ica-was-managable.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116568443572774136</id><published>2006-12-09T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T09:13:55.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to that one person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, ur the closest thing i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to bring up in a conversation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;about a love that din last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i could nvr call u mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cos i could never call myself yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and if we were really meant to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then we justify destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's not that our love died,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just never really bloomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well i cant let u go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no i cant let u go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ur holding me back without even trying to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i cant move on frm the past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;without lifting a finger ur holding me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WAKE UP. nice song eh? sounded so romantic and all but.. song only. MUAHAHA! "cant let go" by landon pigg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so anyway, ben and i drove some of our frds from city hall to east coast to changi village to bedok to town to sengkang then home. fun ah? got home at 330am. WAD ONLY. la la la la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;112am, sun, 10/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116568443572774136?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116568443572774136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116568443572774136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116568443572774136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116568443572774136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-that-one-person.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116550242340528598</id><published>2006-12-07T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T06:40:23.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thoughts. they're powerful. truly, 'thoughts are things', and powerful things at that, when mixed with purpose, persistence and a burning desire for their translation into riches or other material objects. serves the heading of my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and so i &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt;, i have no clue what to study for next week's ICAs cos the notes are all fuzzy and messed up. study the topic on Hofstede? wadever is Hofstede, i din know till now. so, i e-mailed my lecturer. thumbs up for speaking up! so freaking desperate to study for ICAs. hur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kong's emitted to SGH. spent 3 hours sitting by him today. i love my grandpa, always "others b4 self". my grandpa is the strongest grandpa in the whole wide world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;g-ku made me drive his volvo s80 home today. im too short to even see end of the bonnet so he advised me to raise the driver seat -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6 pple asked where i got the brown top/complimented it today. 3 from my class- samantha, nadya and diyana! very cute classmates. girls, it's from Pepper Plus priced only at $24, many colours, go get it, no worries bout replicas, im fine with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1039pm, thurs, 7/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116550242340528598?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116550242340528598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116550242340528598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116550242340528598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116550242340528598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116537644262474202</id><published>2006-12-05T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T19:40:42.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 down, 3 horrible ICAs to go.  here comes the stress. and i thought Christmas is here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;guy A was sweet enough to get a Forever 21 top for me cos i really liked it. thanks for Spizza and hand-made sushi. oh, and Her World magazine. ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wad would u want for Christmas? sides the crap about "world peace"? for me, i wanna go beijing again to be with dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lately ive been feeling pretty stressed bout all the ICAs and fact tat im not studying hard enough. on the other hand, i keep wondering, whatever happened to some of the closest frds lately? they seem to have disappeared, or maybe, i drifted away. sometimes when i talk to God, i seem to hear Him telling me to cherish my frds more. i want to, but how do i? how do i get closer to my classmates? am i living in my own world? probably. who isn't anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;negativity aside, this year ive got loads to thank God for. love and health of everyone i know and of cos, the weight loss thing. thanks for all the support. this is embarassing but i was at my heaviest at 72kg (wont wanna post a picture). wads the weight now? u make a guess. least im able to fit into a size 27 for levi's. ha??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got to watch Open Season with boyfriend. much better than Happy Feet in my opinion. u might wanna catch tat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wadever it is, i thank God for His plan for 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;1134am, 6/12/06, tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116537644262474202?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116537644262474202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116537644262474202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116537644262474202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116537644262474202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/1-down-3-horrible-icas-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116516458030346480</id><published>2006-12-03T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T08:49:40.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the weekend was so blissful, i dread the thought of ICAs coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hubby and i headed down to expo today. spent quite a bit at the john little sale. went to the PC fair where i finally got a JVC dvd player to match the JVC tv in my room! hubby bought me a Compaq lappie. very nice exterior, whole lappie's scratch proof plus the specs are pretty gd- core 2 duo processor. thanks for Q-ing tgt with me dearie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;godma sent 2 parcels of goodies from oregon, manda and alison went back to aussie already.&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 pretty excited bout Christmas, arent u'all? the atmosphere, the pretty lights and glitters, the presents, the love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1248am, 4/11/06, mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116516458030346480?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116516458030346480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116516458030346480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116516458030346480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116516458030346480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/12/weekend-was-so-blissful-i-dread.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116472731825476421</id><published>2006-11-28T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T07:21:58.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's been long since i had a good guy shopping buddy. lan and i had a retail therapy session today for more than 6 hours. just pure shopping indulgence. thanks buddy. but u ruin my plan to get the wedges. u IDIOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;manda, alison and diane crashing lecture tmr. this is embarassing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1121pm, tues, 28/11/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116472731825476421?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116472731825476421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116472731825476421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116472731825476421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116472731825476421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-long-since-i-had-good-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116455450356238821</id><published>2006-11-26T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T07:29:31.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;boyfriend really knows his way round with me. first he pisses me off then he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought me shopping on Sat at Marina Square and Suntec City, then to Sengkang to visit his relatives at a house warming session, then to Yishun for pasar malam where i bought a black nightie for just $6!!! took bus with him cos his second wife is being serviced at borneo motors. was nice, kinda prefer the bus with him now cos we talked more. his second wife cost him $160 to replace the ABS sensor. even i dun get such expensive treatment. backside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby had RT this morning, but in the afternoon, we went to Vivo City to catch the M18 movie, Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny when the movie guy asked for both out ICs. yes, dat's right. we both dun look pass the age of 18. Cinema Q is ridiculously LONG at vivo. more advisable to book at home. nonetheless, hubby was entitled to the priority Q. thank God for that. show's super retarded, catch it for a good laugh. he got me a skirt. and his mum got me some expensive BODY FIRMING AND WHITENING CREAM! how cute eh? maybe my breasts look saggy. went to china town for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;u know hubby, i hate it when u piss me off and pretend nothing happened but then i know u'll make it up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda, alison and diane are coming to IB lecture this wed to experience Spore's version of tertiary lecture. lan is bringing us around nyp. right lan?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got a letter from MOH bout HOTA cos im turning 21. interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is pretty alright. am not too excited bout the upcoming projects though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1113pm, 26/11/06, sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116455450356238821?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116455450356238821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116455450356238821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116455450356238821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116455450356238821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/11/boyfriend-really-knows-his-way-round.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116429320834778954</id><published>2006-11-23T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T06:46:48.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everything is about u isn't it? u + ur car. ur phone's screen, msn dp, everything about ur car. so much so, you have never once allowed me to drive that piece of gold w/o going into a situation of getting upset somehow. ur not an ordinary frd, you're my boyfriend. boyfriend of nearly 3 yrs and i dun get the sort of flexibility from u? it's contridicting. when you expect that sort of leniency and leeway from me to allow you to stay over as and when, so do i, when i need to drive it more than u do. or at least, you taking the initiative knowing i want the conveniece of driving. aren't u the one who keeps telling me not to buy a car in future cos we would share it? all that talk that buying a car would cause never ending financial constraints? dun tell me what to do when your attitude is like this now. you can't be selfish, no, you can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;do you even know im upset? dun go on like things never happened, being more interested in your frds' lives than mine. stop talking to me as if u dun care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1035pm, thurs, 24/11/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116429320834778954?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116429320834778954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116429320834778954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116429320834778954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116429320834778954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/11/everything-is-about-u-isnt-it-u-ur-car.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116393008933467219</id><published>2006-11-19T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T07:44:11.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yea yea, im home. sheesh. stupid air, stupid temperature, stupid sch, stupid everything again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see wad i covered at beijing- Great Wall. almost died half way cos it was so cold and everyone was wearing bout 4-5 layers of clothes and climbinb up stairs. u can imagine. they should build cable cars, really. Summer Palace- the palace is so huge, it's prolly 1/2 of spore. and it's jus a place for emperors and emperesses to.. u noe.. play. sheesh again. Ming tombs- everythin bout emperors were tresured like gold. so this place is dedicated to put the TOMBs of the emperor and his empresses. Temple of Heaven- this hugeee place for the emperor to.. u noe.. pray.  Forbidden City- emperor's home. whoever worked for him would nvr leave dat place cos.. u noe.. they dun need to! everythin's in there. it's like a lil city on its own. rest of the time was spent shoppin, eating, foot massaging, yakking and mostly TRAVELLING. beijing's so huge, it takes at least 30 mins to travel. some thought spore is one of the states in US. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to dad, mum, kor, uncle anthony, uncle chung, miss lee for everyting from accomodation, chauffering, food and all. most importantly, thank God for making it all possible. hubby wants me to thank him openly for.. i dunno.. nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love duty free. ive never bought so much make up at a go in my life. 3 fondations- Chanel, Lancome and M.A.C. 3 eye shadow pots- M.A.C. 2 lip glosses- Chanel &amp; M.A.C. wait. M.A.C calls it lip GLASS. cool eh? dun ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh darlings, i bought some emperor biscuits thingy from the tourist place for u guys and an extra Coach key chain for.. bestie la who else right? then she giving us pressie below $15. wtf man. HAHA. lets plan a shopping trip to Bangkok can? just pure shopping indulgence.. ahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;547pm, 19/11/06, sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116393008933467219?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116393008933467219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116393008933467219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116393008933467219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116393008933467219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/11/yea-yea-im-home.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116330289730339679</id><published>2006-11-11T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T19:49:14.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;remember the time when mum said, "it's gonna be really cold over there, bring more clothes!" and i thought to myself- nah, cant be tat bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i arrived at Beijing ytd morning at 615am. they alighted us at a tarmac, was not connected to the airport, and so, bro and i almost freezed to death at the FIVE DEGREES temperature. dosent pay to listen to mum sometimes. had a terrible flight. sat in the middle of a snoring lady and a guy who listens to his Creative player so loudly i keep hearing the drum beat. oh who? mum and kor. so i din sleep. met dad and uncle anthony at the airport, straight away, a beautifully lit KFC welcomed us! it's unbelivable but still.. we settled for KFC. they have egg tarts at KFC here. took a cab.. u wont believe a Hyundai Sonata is the main cab model here and tat a Honda City is known as a Honda Fit! reached our hotel which im now blogging at in mum's room- Days Inn. very new hotel, kinda ex, black flat screen tv and i tell u.. the shower is.. AMAZING. they're so much more advanced than us tat, instead of having to insert the card in to open the room door, just have to scan it from outside. am sharing a room with kor.&lt;br /&gt;too excited, so din sleep, went to Silk Street, land of Genuine Imitation. im serious. all the imitation u can ever imagined. but they see tourists (and trust me they can differentiate local Chinese and foreign ones), they tell u 40 yuen for some lousy batteries which dad eventually bargained to 16 yuen! din buy much, wont tell u wad i got either. it's embarassing. had lunch at this lil restaurant. xiao long baos and warm soya milk. the soya bean milk here is 100x better than the Geylang one.&lt;br /&gt;went back to hotel to sleep for awhile b4 going out for dinner at this Duck Restaurant place. the boss was so impressed by us cos we ordered 6 dishes which came up to alot for 5 pple, tried this almond tea there which was so nice i bought one for hubby to try.&lt;br /&gt;went to Wang Fu Qing next, it's Beijing's version of Orchard Road, or, the more revamped Orchard Road so to speak. bought boots, i love my boots, brown, slightly pointed at the front with hot heels and a buckle on the side with design at the top! guess how much? they quoted S$100 which great dad eventually bargained till........ S$24!!! unbelievable again. mum bought THREE pairs of shoes for herself. and it's DAY ONE, mind u.&lt;br /&gt;took a cab to Dad's apartment cum office at West Beijing, poor cute looking guard was say 21 yrs old.. had to stand in the cold! they cant sit man. unlike Spore's lazy security guards, sit in the guardhouse and can sleep at night sometimes (just look at my home guards). very beautiful place, met dad's personal cook, Xiao Zhang, 20 yr old guy.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go for supper at a shop house to have China's version of satay for like S$0.10 per stick but they were closed.&lt;br /&gt;reached the hotel at 230am. totally shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im all ready for day 2 at freaking 5 degrees again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1133am, sun, 12/11/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116330289730339679?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116330289730339679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116330289730339679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116330289730339679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116330289730339679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/11/remember-time-when-mum-said-its-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116291812202145558</id><published>2006-11-07T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T08:48:42.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lancaster din report to work today as expected. cos he's damn piggy. and so, we met at bugis to watch Flushed Away. hilarious like crazy. had steamboat.. and then i felt fat, so i rushed home to swim few laps... and.............................. so did he. amazing isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;headin to nyp tmr to submit the photocopy of my flight ticket. yes, im given the attendance even though i dun have to attend the first week of sch. HURHUR. kill me. hubby's giving mum, kor and i  a lift to the airport on fri. am very angry at hubby today. din give me my usual morning kiss b4 he left for work. and so, im taking his car out now to meet my frds. HAHA. shh. hates it when i do dat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gave mum quite a sum to convert to yuen currency. gonna shop like there's no tmr. am only returning home on early sunday morning. yes yes, u'll miss my shit. i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to all fellow shoppers, Little Match Girl is having store wide $20 and below for all items! not bad, got a skirt today for just $15 instead of the initial tagged $49.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hubby and i are organizing a Christmas bbq over by my pool side on the 24th of Dec. so darlings, pls keep dat night free, do bring ur other halves (if u have la.. actually, this only applies to drea, so wtf).. if u do wanna join us, do leave me a tag yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12am, 8/11/06, wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116291812202145558?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116291812202145558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116291812202145558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116291812202145558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116291812202145558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/11/lancaster-din-report-to-work-today-as.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116274131100281761</id><published>2006-11-05T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T07:41:51.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who would like to clean my hamster's cage for 10 dollars? pls volunteer asap. goodness, wennie's giving me 2 of her newborn hammies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;had dinner at Fish and Co. plus dessert at TCC with darlings this evening. as usual. we like to go to the same places, especially when rong is the ambassador. sent them all back today. cant see u guys till i get back. hve a happy trip to HK too, deb poh. will miss u all like fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have to go to nyp to submit the photocopy of my flight tic to Boo king song. dat reminds me, im leavin on fri instead of sat. cant wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;had so much fun at m'sia with hubb and mum. food was great, cheap seafood and lingerie. bought shoes too but the toilets there are.. YUCK la. i rather pee at a grass patch, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1133pm, sun, 5/11/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116274131100281761?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116274131100281761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116274131100281761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116274131100281761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116274131100281761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-would-like-to-clean-my-hamsters.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116231298007274882</id><published>2006-10-31T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T09:07:25.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have not seen dad since the beginning of the year. and so... mum, kor and i would be flying off to beijing, china, on 11th nov for a week. which means i get to skip the first week of school. thank God my personal mentor gave me the leeway and my attendance would still be marked present. hooray! yes yes, dat's so fucking unfair and ur cursing me right now. good for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading to m'sia this sat, doing some shopping plus hubby's treating his colleagues and i (and hopefully ying rong if she can make it) to seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tmr.. lancaster's being a sweetie to give a buffet treat. congrats on your baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad else..&lt;br /&gt;quit the job at mexx cos the pple there prolly have too low a mentality to work with me. HAHA. u get the picutre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa financial constraints for the family now.. kor and i are both going to university next year, gonna be a heavy burden to mum and dad. sigh. they're talking bout it right now. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda and alison are coming from aussie on 15th nov. oh, they're my cousins. cant wait to celebrate Christmas with them. love the atmosphere at Christmas time. it's prolly the only calmness period for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading through a couple of blogs and then i ponder, how much depth is there in mentioning nothing but branded things u bought, cars plus u driving around and guys chasing after you in every entry? really. if ur a guy, dating another guy is better than dating a girl these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1235am, wed, 1/11/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116231298007274882?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116231298007274882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116231298007274882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116231298007274882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116231298007274882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/10/have-not-seen-dad-since-beginning-of.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116196728824948229</id><published>2006-10-27T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:41:28.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy birthday to Smelly Hubb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy birthday to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;enjoy ur card, red packet and blueberry cake from 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;1233am, sat, 28/10/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116196728824948229?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116196728824948229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116196728824948229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116196728824948229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116196728824948229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-to-you-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116110031021115517</id><published>2006-10-17T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T09:31:55.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to hell with those who're still smoking despite the horrible haze and then they blame the haze for giving them cough/ flu/ nose bleed blah blah blah. if not for the recent news on haze or pple talkin bout it, they prolly din know the haze is here once again cos of all dat smoke they're already contributing whilst smoking. wake up ur ideas pls.even w/o the haze, u'll prolly jus die of all dat smoke consumption. cant stand it when those lau ah peks at the coffee shop smoking away say, "whoa, look at all tat haze, bloody indonesia sia, burn trees for fuck, just dun plant anymore la" just... kill urselves and drown in ur own smoke. it's already bad enough dere's the haze, ur contributing to it!!!!!!!!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stupid haze made me spend 29 dollars on medical bills plus MC for a day. technically hubby paid, so stupid haze made him spend 29 dollars and no MC for him wadsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's surprising how many Singaporeans dunno the brand GAP. wad do we know anyway? GIORDANO and dats it? totally embarassing, really. saw a basic GAP tee at vivo city. really nice red colour. hubb rushed me so i din get it today, need time to choose a colour. ran errands and guess wad? i got this pretty cool 2-IN-1 panty liner thingy! forget to bring another panty liner? no hassle, jus fucking peel off the first layer and TADA! new sheet of liner. pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's better now i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1144pm, 17/10/06, tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116110031021115517?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116110031021115517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116110031021115517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116110031021115517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116110031021115517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-hell-with-those-whore-still-smoking.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116041383100864474</id><published>2006-10-09T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T10:10:32.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image037.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/Image037.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes pple can be so superficial, u wonder, who actually mean wad they say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;women are the hardest pple to please, the most naive in thoughts but yet mothers are of such importance to all of us. i wish my own mother well throughout this down period, give her the ability to think in a broader aspect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what's with the inability to balance my time??! i dunno. i cant space out my thoughts. the only person who knows my troubles is chard. how much can i receive but not give back? i've become dispensable. while the love is comforting, i wonder, does he feel that he's not receiving as much as he should? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1258am, tues, 10/10/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116041383100864474?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116041383100864474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116041383100864474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116041383100864474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116041383100864474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-pple-can-be-so-superficial-u.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-116006368398092190</id><published>2006-10-05T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T08:54:44.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not that i want to be racist or anything, but i cant stand the dominant race (shall not mention which) at Mexx. they gang up with each other, one moment asking me to report to vivo city for work the next day, and then when another staff (newer than i am but same race as they are) wants to work, they asked me to fuck off, then bombarded my phone with calls early in the morning saying they need me to help out cos that girl is sick. wad crap. anyway, the BRAND MANAGER and DIVISION MANAGER are useless crap shits as well. who cares, it's jus a temp job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got addicted to Ben and Jerry's. WHY LORD WHY? of all foods, the fat one? so i bought Chunky Monkey and Choc Chip Cookie Dough. arrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&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 going to attend the Teaching seminar this sat at Orchard Hotel. kinda wished bestie could come along. i miss her like fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1147pm, 5/10/06, thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-116006368398092190?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/116006368398092190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=116006368398092190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116006368398092190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/116006368398092190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-that-i-want-to-be-racist-or.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115980686718560110</id><published>2006-10-02T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T09:43:29.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;getting used to the standing at work. feels terrible when the weekend comes and im on full shift while my boyfriend is galavanting around. damn. love spending sundays with him cos we have to search for free-parking shopping areas else he die also wont go. so we decided on china town 4 dinner ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mo jojo (MJJ) was really nice today. treated me to a movie plus a brownie ice cream at Secret Recipe. then MJJ tried to be funny and went carrefour to buy things then after tat gave them all to me after payment. pleasant surprise it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's very broke this month. i have no allowance as usual. dad's still at china and not bringing in any income. love tat Charles and Keith bag. then again i have a cupboard full of bags which i once claimed i loved.  spend too much sometimes. just spent 300+ at a private sale recently. am praying tat mum would have the strength tat she needs to get by. she is, indeed, the greatest mum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love you, mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1227am, 3/10/06, tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115980686718560110?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115980686718560110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115980686718560110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115980686718560110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115980686718560110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/10/getting-used-to-standing-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115955197061375520</id><published>2006-09-29T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T10:46:10.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image036.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/Image036.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHOA! finally got photo leh. sorry la diary, i noe im damn boring cos i dun hao-lian bout driving my frds around or my bf driving me around then take pictures of myself in the car and put up or putting up pics of wad i've bought recently or purposely put MSN nick and tell the whole world im in Paris or brag bout surprises dat boys/mum and dad give me or put up loads of self-obsessed photo-shopped photos like pple do la. BUT! here's one non photo-shopped one wad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kena transferred to Isentan Scotts(lido)/ Centrepoint branch of Mexx. yuck la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;138am, sat, 30/9/06&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115955197061375520?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115955197061375520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115955197061375520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115955197061375520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115955197061375520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoa-finally-got-photo-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115954887989376943</id><published>2006-09-29T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T09:54:39.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all i need is a lil freedom, and prolly, some weight loss too. HEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;transferred to Isetan Scotts/ Centrepoint branch of Mexx. yuck la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1247am, sat, 30/9/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115954887989376943?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115954887989376943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115954887989376943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115954887989376943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115954887989376943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-i-need-is-lil-freedom-and-prolly.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115920413281702139</id><published>2006-09-25T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T10:08:52.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; "faith, hope and love, and the greatest of them all is love" says the Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so true, jus like how mum loves her lappie and when i dropped it today cos of my weak legs, the first thing she asked was, "is my lappie ok?!?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;work at Mexx strains my legs so so so so badly, i've never stand for such long hours at a go in my entire life, even during the shopping trip to Bangkok la! no chairs at all plus we cant slouch accordin to the ridiculously strict sup, i spend 5 days a wk at Raffles City, stand 10 hours a day excludin a 1 hr break. one crazy female staff keeps asking for a photo of my brother. wtf is wrong with pple nowadays? my brother looks like cock la, choose another one can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fuck the diet, i wanna enjoy life. counting calories is worse than counting sheep. with chocalates in the world, the 'D' in the word Diet does not exist la. eh, somebody buy me Prestat chocs from raffles city can???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;decided to sign up with NIE for a NTU degree to teach. either dat or a degree in Business Management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im still angry with chard but he jus pretends to dunno wads happenin la. typical pung sai. u better buy the Prestat chocs la, else i'll jus pluck ur leg hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kong is not well. Prayers, pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1257am, tues, 26/9/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115920413281702139?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115920413281702139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115920413281702139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115920413281702139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115920413281702139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/faith-hope-and-love-and-greatest-of.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115877210378698199</id><published>2006-09-20T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T10:08:24.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dunno y i forgive u so easily, maybe it's because tat person is you after all. you hurt my feelings so much that i cant put it in words. you left me alone at causeway point and was more interested in soccer after tat. which girl would ever let tat go? i know i wont. but becuase it was you, i'll try to. sweet 30th mth anniversary to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mo jo jo faught with his daddy again. i hope i can be by ur side to help u, i know u can get thru it. will meet up soon yup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tried to make half boiled eggs ytd. first time i put them in hot water in a plastic cup, din work, they werent cooked at all, then i tried to boil them in water, din work too, turned out hard boiled, then i put them in hot water in a pot of boiling water, still, turned out hard boiled. fuck all the eggs in the world, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love tat SK Jewellry diamond ring. no money to buy, can i just buy the gift box for it instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1247am, 21/9/06, thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115877210378698199?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115877210378698199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115877210378698199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115877210378698199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115877210378698199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dunno-y-i-forgive-u-so-easily-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115859715079904465</id><published>2006-09-18T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T09:34:25.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;first day at work was pretty... fun, i should say. inda (sup), geralyn and nora with me. talked nonsense, even called the Brand Manager a Brand Sucker and scolded all the customers cos they looked funny. the standing killed my legs but i need the money anyhow. bad point is, gotta wear black head to toe every fucking day plus full make up and they specifically said "no natural make up else might as well not apply" PLUS they made me use a SHARED LIP STICK today cos i din wear any la. lip stick is a must-must-must at Mexx. off days are wed and sat for the wk. oh, i get 20% off for staff purchase, so... if u want, jus ask lor. Mexx Man will be up soon at Paragon, hoping to work dere, maybe got hunks so see like debbie and rong... whole day see hunks only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo Jo Jo popped by, decided to have dinner with him. we had a sumptious dinner! thank you (and NO to all those who think dinnering with a male frd is 2-timing- u can just go fuck urself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im too disappointed with my boyfriend to even mention him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1226am, tues, 19/9/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115859715079904465?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115859715079904465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115859715079904465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115859715079904465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115859715079904465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-day-at-work-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115850585828457632</id><published>2006-09-17T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T08:10:58.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am down with an ear infection on the right ear, medical bill costs $65 with an MC for mon. fuck the MC im reporting for work at Mexx (#02-31), Raffles City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1104pm, sun, 17/9/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115850585828457632?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115850585828457632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115850585828457632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115850585828457632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115850585828457632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/am-down-with-ear-infection-on-right.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115816789884596207</id><published>2006-09-13T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T10:21:00.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and so my results came out. kinda happy. one Distinction , 2 As and the rest B+. happy cos ive got no Cs this sem. sad cos i expected an A for HR...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see today i went for the interview for Fancl. din get the job cos they wanted a PERMANENT full timer. cant sacrifice school hours. am stucked between working for Starbucks or Liz Clairborne. both have their pros and cons. Starbucks offers flexible working hours (can juggle tuition!) and friendlier working environmentt but lesser pay (although pay increases with performance), Liz offers slightly higher pay but not flexible at all and aunty working environment. wad say u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very disappointed with him lately, he's the only one who forgot my interview today and the person i most expected to at least wish me all the best for it. he din give any view on which job i should choose unlike my supportive darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied deb poh, stef and coreen for dinner today.. waited for drea and rong to finally have the ribs at cafe cartel la! bought a silky pink polka dot bra.. drea's first reaction upon seeing it was.. WHOA SO SMALL AH? thanks ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111am, 14/9/06, thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115816789884596207?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115816789884596207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115816789884596207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115816789884596207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115816789884596207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-so-my-results-came-out.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115798998171080188</id><published>2006-09-11T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T08:53:01.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am bored. no, very very bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i wanna go out! will everyone just stop working and go out with me? now, dats a selfish statement. alright, sorry deb, agreed to meet u today but din. then again, someone jus pls ask me 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;yada yada yada... la la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;prayers for the families of Sept 11 victims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1145pm, 11/9/06, mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115798998171080188?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115798998171080188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115798998171080188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115798998171080188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115798998171080188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115773512827602349</id><published>2006-09-08T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T08:07:52.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;spent alot today. thanks to rong and her discountable frds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met rong, deb poh, shuan and stef today. ate at Crystal Jade for lunch, shopped and finallly got my long awaited Shu Uemura eye lash curler (thanks for the discount stef) and a white top (thanks for the discount wendy). and then i realise, HEY! dat's not all i spent, the day b4, i bought pair of jeans, a pearl necklace, borrowed a novel for $8.50, bought hubby a polo and a movie blah blah. then, we had Fish and Co. for dinner plus Yami yoghurt. THEN i had mcdonald's choc sundae. oh wtf la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad's up with facial masks these days. bought 2 from Beaute Spring, 3 from The Face Shop, 2 from Neutrogena and a pair of eye masks from Skin Food. wad nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to junction 8 today to squeeze with typical singaporeans tgt wif hubby for the 2530 CD which i have no idea wad's about. but then, all tat squeezing earned me a pair of 3/4s which hubby bought for me. thank you! hahahaha! then we went to bugis where he bought my make up stuff (i will not pay u back too) hee. went around looking at solitaire rings, still love the SK one which i showed bestie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;did i mention? the boss whom i previously worked for cheated me of my money and hired some minah to take over me cos the minah accepted a lower pay. i asked for $700 when they were only offering $600. and i thought i was too blessed to be immediately hired(they hired me over the phone even b4 an official interview), only to realise i was being used as they needed someone urgently. so whilst i worked, they took the opportunity of finding someone who would agree to their $600. wad morals so such pple have? remember, it's &lt;strong&gt;A&amp;amp;C FASHION push cart&lt;/strong&gt; outside Mac's at Suntec City Mall. fucked up morals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, ive got an interview for a Beauty Advisor position at Fancl next wed at Mariott Hotel! do pray for me. my frds should know i love make up and beauty stuff myself, so it would be a gd job eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's wishing rong all's well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1153pm, sat, 9/9/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115773512827602349?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115773512827602349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115773512827602349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115773512827602349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115773512827602349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/spent-alot-today.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115713595521595817</id><published>2006-09-01T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T11:42:16.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thank you for DKNY's Be Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i wonder, why do some girls have it all? great figures, looks, pretty clothes, all the shoes and bags plus money jus by asking. what's in it to be proud of if you din earn it yourselves? pinch of jealousy maybe. since dad has not been around and i have minimal allowance, i decided, why not get a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, here i am at a push cart at suntec, surrounded by junk food and irresistable yami yohurt, 430pm to 10pm everyday cept monday. pretty fun! cept the delifrance guy is creepy. says HI once in awhile. hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby's on a cruise. kinda cute eh? he's cruisingggg.. let's see wad cruisy shit he buys back for ME. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for always being there plus the best of all, NYDC cheese cake. i appreciate it.. alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;233am, sat, 2/9/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115713595521595817?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115713595521595817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115713595521595817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115713595521595817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115713595521595817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/09/thank-you-for-dknys-be-delicious.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115669834351949396</id><published>2006-08-27T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T10:11:55.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes it just takes a little more action and a little less words to touch someone's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like when you ask God why He's so far away from you when you need him most, have you thought that maybe, just maybe, you're not seeking hard enough for Him instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my dreams, my boyfriend lets me have everything. then again, that only happens in my dreams. he gives me beautiful red roses, not some funny blue coloured ones, tells me i'm beautiful even when im having black pepper crabs and have food stuck between my teeth. dreams are dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1am, 28/8/06, monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115669834351949396?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115669834351949396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115669834351949396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115669834351949396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115669834351949396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/08/sometimes-it-just-takes-little-more.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115642621264544081</id><published>2006-08-24T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T06:30:12.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's over. the exams, the stress that came with it, the torture of late nights(or no nights at all sometimes) and the horrible diet to support me, over. all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so, to start my well deserved 2 and a half mth holiday, i took up the job of a retail therapist and shopped my wallet out today, alone. wont put pictures up, but i got a top frm Topshop and a dress frm Warehouse. then i walked to taka and bought 3 bottles of my make up remover. they had a 20% discount! blame them! i need some shoes now. am eyeing Novo's new Melissa range. pretty pretty pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and now, i would like a job at a bar. pretty nice ambience and experience actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks to TPB, u noe who u are, for the delivering lunch throughout the study week. appreciate it. but no one can compare to............. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HUB. hub's my ahmad driver for the exams, my precious boyfriend, thanks for picking bestie and i up today. happy belated 29th months, to think u thought it was 27 months. for dat, u have to eat chili crab wif me in ur pink pamelo shirt. hub has some medical problems now, he's lumpy with a lump on his backside. see wad happens when u dun wash ur backside after u shit, hub!!? oh wtf is HUB? it's short for hubby. heeeeeeeeee........ see, he calls me BUTT and thinks it's short for bunny. wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh yes, to my darlings ?(drea, rong and deb), when the fuck can we hve tiramisu at coffee club?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;924pm, thurs, 24/8/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115642621264544081?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115642621264544081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115642621264544081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115642621264544081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115642621264544081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115567300221763218</id><published>2006-08-15T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T13:16:42.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dear diary-which-pple-read-and-comment-negatively-cos-they-dun-agree-with-my-thoughts-even-though-ur-not-their-diary, it's been awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and so here i am, with a glass of chilled Crese brand mango juice and 15 meatballs blogging away in my own la la land, watching Sex &amp; the City when the intellectuals are studying their brains off for the exams. and then i wonder, i've finished doing up self notes for almost all my modules but im left with the memorizing issue. dats sounds about little, or am i missing out on something dat the intellectuals might be studyin on? fill me in, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;did i mention, i bought a puny pink cage for hammy frm Simei, she loves it. mum has a new trainee maid who takes 2 hours to clean one toilet, which means she took 4 hours to clean the 2 toilets at home. poor efficiency. must complain. wad's her name again? Ang-gi or wadever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;very proud of my brother who got into both NUS and UNSW which is offering him a double degree thingy. due to financial constraints, looks like we're not going to beijing to see dad anyways... BUT, im so looking forward to HK with bestie.. hopefully i can afford it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cant wait for the hols. am catching Forbidden City. part time job lobang anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wad else.. Godma called frm states, she's sending a parcel of goodies to my family.. congrats to bestie who passed her basic and congrats also to lan for failing urs. thanks to rong for rescuing me with ur blazer and formal skirt, sorry we couldnt make it for fire works, rest assured i'll get u fire crackers on ur bday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pple these days are ridiculously childish. take the friendship politics issue. good to have ur own thinking, but dun blame others jus cos they're not behaving the way you expect them to. nothing wrong with staying neutral is dere? must it alawys be, 'i side her and so i cant talk to u so u gotta fuck off lest pple judge me wrongly'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so here's the long awaited love story continuation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chard's being a retard complaining he's sad everyday.. we had tepan yaki today.. we're gd but lately he's killing me with suspicion on an affair with some china prostitute. seriously, get a better deal dear, say a malaysian mama or something? and then he changed names in his phone although the number is the same cos he said "i din want u to misunderstand".. so it was KE-KE TO JESS TO KATE. seriously again.. nothing wrong, nothing to hide. element of trust gone, it's mundane. but i love him. do i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on the other hand, lancaster's simply a darling. he pleases 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;405am, 16/8/06, wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115453060364485791</id><published>2006-08-02T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T08:01:21.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jonathan leong- gorgeous little thing on Singapore Idol isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHP presentation was pretty gd, prema commented we were "excellent" so dat's all dat matters. tmr would be Entrepreneurship presentation with the group dat cant click with no one. wonder how would dat turn out since i've not received the ppt slides and have no idea wad i'll be presenting at 9am tmr. fabulous. not forgetting 2 more project submissions next week- Compensation Management and CRM. yada yada yada. nyp seriously should plan the study term wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then comes the miserable exam timetable. toughest paper DURING the study week? gotta be kidding. all papers cept one start at 430pm. the hour when we take afternoon naps. goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for passing her TP and can finally drive around with me! let's go changi and check out transexuals first. speaking of driving, i realise, it's horribly over-rated with pple dyin to show off bout driving here and dere (we all know the lam story dun we?). sure it's nice to talk bout it casually, but adding too much pepper to the soup just makes it disgusting. so should i mention i drove to sch today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chard's going for a specialist check up coming fri. my poor lil boy. still eat seafood when he shouldent. hmph. he refused to let me accompany him have chili crabs. we hafen had crabs for a long while u noe? cept the crab sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever happened to lancaster? now, dat boy's busy with his projects and has prolly given up on other issues not to mention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will be heading to beijing with mum and kor during the hols to be with daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some fool tryin pretty hard to get my attention in the tag board. really, it's not working honey. ur a great form of entertainment though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1051pm, wed, 2/8/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115453060364485791?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115453060364485791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have what it takes to do it. u probably dun. and dat explains your jealousy and low level of confidence to mention your own name cos u noe, u DUN hve wad it takes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will pray for u though. cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115435832801787277?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115435832801787277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115435832801787277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;'ve been having mixed feelings lately i feel disgusted at myself sometimes. i have such a wonderful bf, chard, but yet, still like the attention lancaster gives. is this wrong? partially. but when i think bout it, a bf dosent mean my social life is boy-free does it? to the modern, a bf does not mean my social circle becomes male-free. but chard is conservative. oh good Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad would u do if after tuition, 2 guys are waitin to send u home? dat's jus wad happened today. as weird as it seemd, chard sent lan off to bishan for his project meeting. 20 mins in the car seemed like 20 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the cross roads, i wonder, wad am i doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chard hurt me so badly when he said he cant wait for me anymore. is this wad u really want to say to me? i dun want to hang onto something i dun have a future with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wanna focus on the exams. in yr 1, u broke up with me the week b4 the exams. remember dat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;29/7/06, sat, 1212am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115410350681986587?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115410350681986587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115410350681986587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115410350681986587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115410350681986587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-gfs-are-my-chill-pills-we-gotta-go.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115400718737463894</id><published>2006-07-27T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T06:33:07.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;many chickens died for me. been having KFC with *him for many many days. he had all the skin and now, he's just like a sumo. oh sumo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i prefer the big belly to the abs. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ate with rong and deb at holland. k dat's it. kor had his 22nd bday at ajisen with mum, richard and i and den he came home with a cake from mum, another from ah leng, another form xiao wen and mum still bought one additional cheese cake for me. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;many siew mais died for me too. been having 3 siew mais at a go. poor lil siew mais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;27/7/06, thurs, 928pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115400718737463894?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115324025466164777</id><published>2006-07-18T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T09:56:16.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image069.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image069.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image035.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image035.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image037.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image037.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image067.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image067.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image012.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after browsing debbie's oh-so-beautifully-decorated-with-pictures (not of me, her BESTIE) blog, ive decided to put some pics up. so yea, dat explains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;see lots been happenin and i hafen really pin my thoughts down. done with HR proj, skit was gd. did it with suat meng, pui san, hisyham and eddy this yr round. we did a skit with no relevance wadsoever to the topic. brilliant eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went for gie's church musical wif the usual pple. great laugh but not too evangelistic though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;falling sick all the time. honestly, i rather the unhealthy food i love than to drown myself in tasteless food dat only pile on my hips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;more projects coming.. so are the fucking exams and dere comes the stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;special thanks to *him who has been helpin me out in sch work and bein super duper sweet. wanna tell the whole world dat *he's the sweetest. thanks for ur cow, ur maro, ur water chest nut, ur sending-me-home, ur waitin for hours for me to knock off tuition/lecture, ur efforts to comply to my wants, ur ridiculous finance lecture to me, ur willingness to buy wadever i want, ur sacrifices, ur accomodation to my mood swings, ur advice on my relationship even though it hurts u to hear bout chard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chard gave me the typical, "ur sorry card is in my heart" crap to beging with. oh well, shall give him the credit to have thought of some stupid cliche line. heeeeee. nono, i still love u though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to jacky--&gt; all the crap bout talkin to me again on 17th july.. dun wanna comment, wadever it is, would like my cardigen back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's hard to be living on ur own expense. while most girls blog bout the things they buy, i blog bout the things i wish i could afford. the pretty red top, the vintage bag and the Cafe Lounge album. it's fine though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dun intend to do tmr's compensation management tutorial. fuck the shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1222am, 19/7/06,wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115324025466164777?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115324025466164777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115324025466164777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115324025466164777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115324025466164777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-browsing-debbies-oh-so.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115312534200267119</id><published>2006-07-17T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T01:35:42.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dear richard is angry at the "cow" entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so i shall update it abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dear richard apologised for being a meanie ytd and for leaving me all alone. and den his knnbccb tamper caused him to send me a "break-up" sms which i refuse to reply cos HE'S in the wrong and i deserve the right to be angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;IF DEAR RICHARD wants to be sorry sincerely, he'll buy me a sorry card tonight. let's see if he does. will update again tmr. HMMM............... *screams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;430pm, 17/7/06,mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115312534200267119?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115312534200267119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115312534200267119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115312534200267119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115312534200267119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/07/dear-richard-is-angry-at-cow-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115305918872817556</id><published>2006-07-16T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T07:13:08.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; dun need someone who looks down on me with regards to all aspects of life jus cos im younger than he is. i dun need someone who does not have confidence in me. sides, im redundant to him like he always says, im not earning an income nor am i as successful as he is. i dun need someone who walks away from me when im down sitting by my bed telling me, "i dun wanna hear this, anything else u wanna say? if not, bye" and literally walks off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i rather someone who is excited for me, is willing to go thru every experience wif me and is always there for me. and this someone is already dere. wad am i waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for cows to come home i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1006pm, 16/7/06, sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115305918872817556?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115305918872817556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115305918872817556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115305918872817556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115305918872817556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dun-need-someone-who-looks-down-on.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115247553516407842</id><published>2006-07-09T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T13:05:35.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SUDDENLY, bestie has a craving for chicken wings. and so, we had 10 wings at our fave dover market stall. wtf. went to her place to shit b4 we went over to mustafa. yes, dats right, we went to mustafa, the place when blanglahs ruled the universe. it's amazaing how much FOOD she wants to buy. am happy with the shampoo i got! weeeeeee!!! ahamad fetched us to my place, chilled till 130am b4 i drove her home to watch soccer. italy shall win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;359am, mon, 10/7/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115247553516407842?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115247553516407842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115247553516407842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115247553516407842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115247553516407842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/07/suddenly-bestie-has-craving-for.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115238163169139562</id><published>2006-07-08T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T11:00:31.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ive decided to pin my thoughts down seriously. in the future, i'll be able to read and reflect on my life at 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;life's been full of ups and downs, sad and happy, surprises and disappointments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on one hand, *he's been so beautiful to me, droppin by my place, leavin lil sweet-nothings, givin me the whole pharmacy and home-made water chestnut when i had the sore throat, always calming me down when im worked up and obliging my tantrums at ica crap and class anxieties, on the other and, hubby has always been dere for me for the last 28 months, faithful and true, although temperantal, i noe he cares for me and im able to tell him my deepest secrets knowing he has a matured point of view (hubby knows bout *him). in moments like this, i get distracted and i know it's wrong and unfair to hubby. i love hubby's maturity and sense of independence, not forgetting, he spoils me with occasional shopping sprees. but then again, i rather the effort than the gifts. *he has done so much for me, thinking on the same level as i do whereas hubby tends to think more of himself as being the one in right cos he's older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bestie has been the greatest listenin ear throughout and so i made her some cookies. edible ones in fact. glad she got over Mr Nachos, shall get her some pop corn soon..thanks for the birks and shu uemera blusher eh? my girlfriends have been a great chill pill for me and they'll always be.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im happy now, dun wanna hear any comments bout this. &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 praying mum is happy and strong cos dad is nvr dere for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;156am, 9/7/06, sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115238163169139562?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115238163169139562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115238163169139562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115238163169139562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115238163169139562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-decided-to-pin-my-thoughts-down.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115217003603613583</id><published>2006-07-06T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T00:44:03.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I WANT........... Florida's Natural Fruit Nugget in Apple flavour. CAN U FIND IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115217003603613583?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115217003603613583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115217003603613583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115217003603613583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115217003603613583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115185401096886489</id><published>2006-07-02T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T08:26:50.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;brazil's so cute. their keeper's jersey blends with the field, the players look like banana and leaf and their opponent (france) look like termites. so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1122pm, 2/7/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115185401096886489?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115185401096886489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115185401096886489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115185401096886489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115185401096886489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/07/brazils-so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115167900065991843</id><published>2006-06-30T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T07:50:00.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ive decided to be nice to annoymous today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;annoymous is a cute lil person who still participates in my tag board even though he/she gets no replies from me. and annoymous refuses to put his/her name for duno wad reason, maybe cos he/she's not sure of his/her's stand. anyways, if ur the president or CEO of val's fan club, congratulations on being so supportive of ur idol, unfortunately, pls read the headin of my blog, it's MY thoughts, who cares bout urs?aww.. and if u can get the votes of majority pple who noe her, then dats gd for u cos there're so many pple who agree with my views. but then again, who cares? arent u happy ive made a nice lil post for a cute lil u? pls enjoy ur moment of fame cos tis entry will only be here for 1 day. and then it's back to u talkin to urself. cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1045pn, 30/6/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115167900065991843?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115167900065991843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115167900065991843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115167900065991843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115167900065991843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-decided-to-be-nice-to-annoymous.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115116315390238467</id><published>2006-06-24T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T08:41:04.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the last i heard, she's not easy to work with during TEP. although not a leader, she bosses around, put words into other team members' mouths, calls people up and scolds them then slams the phone down. one day asking you to shorthen your part of the project cos the team has exceeded the number of allowed pages, the next telling u to elaborate more cos ur edited part is too short to her liking. and i thought, the lengthier ur report is, the better it looks and no marks will be minused. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how stupid and ignorant can pple get these days? no matter how unhappy u are with ur team members, u should nvr yell at them nor order them around like fools, one moment asking them to shorthen and the next thing they know, u want them to elaborate. first of all, if ur NOT a leader. u DUN call the shots. it's understood. dun burn ur bridges b4 u cross them isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in HR, i hope she wakes up her ideas and have better people skills. wad's happening to the future of desired HR executives? and yes, she's too self centered to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already having a tiff with another clique in the class should have somehow given her a wake up call isnt it? but noooooooooo............... she's still in her nut shell of self surround thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention? she's VALARIE ISABELLE ONG from BM0422. it's a shame how naive she can get. seriously, im leader, not u. so shut the fuck up and stop telling the team to change this change dat. u should change ur fucking attitude urself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh well, shit happens to those who piss me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so how's ur weekend? cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1127pm, sat, 24/6/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115116315390238467?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115116315390238467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115116315390238467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115116315390238467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115116315390238467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-i-heard-shes-not-easy-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115073013822038076</id><published>2006-06-19T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:15:38.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and so... ive officially managed to get the Class 3 license. wad a long journey it was. thanks hubby for being dere from the start, ur more than i could ask for.heeeeee. wanna thank debbie, drea and yr who have motivated me for the last THREE times i failed.. esp ying rong.. i noe u can do it too ok? im waiting to cruise around wif u la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so last fri, 16th june, was the first time i drove hubby's car! so fun la, we bought the P plate from Shell and off i went. drove to nyp, to jurong to west coast. goodness. haha! drove bestie and kenny from heeren to bugis too, am hoping to drive to sch soon.. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's been long since i talk bout my boyfriend. my boyfriend has gotten a little shorter now. so.. ya. i cant wear heels for nuts. he bought me a top and a pair of bottoms today then pissed me off at night. HAHAHA!!! siao. he has also slimed down abit. but the temper still like sai. nevertheless!! we're celebrating out 27th mths coming wed. heeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1110pm, mon, 19/6/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115073013822038076?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115073013822038076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115073013822038076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115073013822038076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115073013822038076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115026048862869086</id><published>2006-06-13T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T21:48:08.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;kisses are passionate, so are u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1245pm. wed, 14/6/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115026048862869086?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115026048862869086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115026048862869086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115026048862869086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115026048862869086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/06/kisses-are-passionate-so-are-u_13.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-115016368490881219</id><published>2006-06-12T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:54:44.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;twinky twinky booey snooey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the mango sorbet in me has exploded into a bliss of perfect love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so anyways, bestie's on her sampan to phuket now and i miss her so much la. all's well cept dat TP is on fri and im gonna fail once again for God knows wad reasons. it feels gd to be back at Angliss! the past few days have been so blessed for me. Though im at my weakest (emotionally and financially- im not sick in the mind or wadever), He sent me an angel who has made me happier than ive ever been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;946am, tues, 13/6/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-115016368490881219?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/115016368490881219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=115016368490881219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115016368490881219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/115016368490881219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/06/twinky-twinky-booey-snooey.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114949046757430353</id><published>2006-06-04T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T03:04:31.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am lazy to type a detailed post so............. here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's amazing how the song, "Superwoman" by Cao Ge gets repeated over and over and over again on my mp3. i really really really like it though it's a replica of the classic english version. hmm.. "Pu Tong Peng You" by David Tao is nice too.. wadever happened to the english debby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs was crap. i hate waiting for pple for more than 15mins. and i waited 3 hours for nothin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri was 1/4 crap.. skipped lecture to have ice kachang with bestie. dun rmb wad happened after dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat was semi-crap. met the usual pple. apparently a pub seems a cafe to bestie. PLS WAKE UP UR IDEAS poh. Hog's Breath CAFE is obviously not a pub. and so we dressed up and fooled ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun was rubbish cos of ICAs. had haagen wif bestie, she stayed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's nonsense cos IM at her place now. dosent it sound a little wrong? like lesbian wrong? hmmmm.. and so my lesbian partner is listenin to some COW song now.. sigh, she needs her mental pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*someone&lt;/em&gt; made me so so so happy with Royce chocs. im falling&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; (into the longkang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Chard, yes, it's my blog, my feelings. dun nag to me bout it k? i love u lots!!!!! really really!!!!!! heeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5/6/06, mon, 3pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114949046757430353?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114949046757430353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114949046757430353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114949046757430353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114949046757430353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-lazy-to-type-detailed-post-so.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114899154029825347</id><published>2006-05-30T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T07:46:33.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image061.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/Image007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/400/Image007.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's my blog, my thoughts, my feelings, my say. if &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; think dat i shouldent be happy cos another guy can make me happy then do somethin bout it and stop complaining. it annoys me. really. i hate your temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, debbie poh's at my place right now readin CLEO. she's the INSPIRATION for putting up these photos.&lt;br /&gt;ive sinned today with 2 mini mars bars and 2 kfc chicken. oh crap. wadever happened to the diet thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was sweeter than sweet. mushroom pot, amk blk 628, marina square, dinner, *censored*, he kneeled down. he really did. wadever happened to the Fossil watch, diamond ring and Royce chocs? he knows. oh yea, went to nyp for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lancaster and his bounties.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordered papillions online. oh crap. all my pants dun fit. pls donate to deborah's charity yea?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wise men say, only fools rush in, but i cant help, falling in love with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30/5/06, tues, 812pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114899154029825347?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114899154029825347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114899154029825347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114899154029825347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114899154029825347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-my-blog-my-thoughts-my-feelings-my.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114883253789792484</id><published>2006-05-28T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T09:08:57.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chard bought me a zara top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; makes me really happy. mc-donald's at weird hours. hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114883253789792484?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114883253789792484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114883253789792484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114883253789792484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114883253789792484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/chard-bought-me-zara-top.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114853339927987078</id><published>2006-05-24T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:08:19.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im a changed person.&lt;br /&gt;things dat i once wouldnt do, i would do them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, tues was great. met buddy paul to chill cos he bought me chocs so yea. eh the stupid chocs cost $13 for 5 pathetic pieces ok!!!? went to haagen dazs at holland V for ice cream. stupid shithead paid for it when i was in the toilet although we agreed dat i would pay. then for some dunno wad fish head bee hoon which he claimed was nice and again we agreed dat i pay but then he paid. wtf is wrong wif pple these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spose to meet poh on wed for tau huey but she happily went to tan wif her frds then called me at 4pm when i was sleeping and wanted to drop by. NEY NEY man. kiddin la.. it's alright. she owes me one KISS. went for dinner at city hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of the KISS incident.. reminds me of pui pui. GOODNESS la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a second opinion on whether i should cut my hair. anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thurs, 25/5/06/ 1:00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114853339927987078?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114853339927987078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114853339927987078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114853339927987078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114853339927987078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-changed-person.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114830500634379842</id><published>2006-05-22T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T06:36:46.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lots happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im the worst gf in the entire universe. wish i could tell him the things i should.. it's so difficult to say things.. he''ll break up with me at the instant. i cant be w/o hubby, i just cant.. i hate how im feeling right now.. all i want is to do well in school... it sucks when friendship becomes courtship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was our 26th mth anniversary, i should've been with him the entire day not just 2 hours of non interactive stupid massage.. if i'd stay with him... the incident wouldnt have happened... i can only talk to debbie poh bout it... thanks girl for listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i suck like shit. im seriously thinking of telling him dat he's way better off w/o me. should i? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114830500634379842?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114830500634379842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114830500634379842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114830500634379842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114830500634379842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/lots-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114770718119467242</id><published>2006-05-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T08:33:01.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wanna study. haha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so anyway.. went to sch today for project and make up shit lecture.. oh well. 1/2 the class din turn up. wad're the odds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;met yr.. went to ikea for dinner together wif poh.. went to haagen dazs.. came home.. did some crap tutorials. so happy to find out dat CM tutorial is E-TUTORIAL this wk... oh well... many happy lil things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hubby bumped his head when he was bathing... hopefully he's fine. he must look so cute fallin down.. oh well.. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114770718119467242?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114770718119467242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114770718119467242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114770718119467242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114770718119467242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-wanna-study.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114759140605281185</id><published>2006-05-14T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T00:23:26.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;see ytd.. i went to jurong point wif poh and yr. dere were so many bangalas we decided to go clementi pasar malam. dats where i bought my fake ass gucci at 18! went to poh's place.. her cousin has fucking nice legs. oh well... hubby sent yr and i home after dat... k lazy to type liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114759140605281185?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114759140605281185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114759140605281185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114759140605281185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114759140605281185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/see-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114727425314926719</id><published>2006-05-10T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T08:17:33.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i lost my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;watched the stranger calls show with poh and paul. he bought us lunch at thai express. sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as much as i miss hubby.. i need to be independent. sigh. he dosent understand.. we're worlds apart.. he has a totally different set of priorities than i do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11:14pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114727425314926719?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114727425314926719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114727425314926719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114727425314926719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114727425314926719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-lost-my-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114719115687187053</id><published>2006-05-09T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T09:21:03.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;let's see... last fri... ended at like 11am... met ying rong... went lido ate some shit.. bloody hell bought 2 tops from Topshop.. walked to far east... knn bought a pair of jeans... walked again... KNN they wanted to watch movie so shuan debbie ying rong and i watched MI 3... then KNNBCCB drea came and we ate at billy bombers.. so ended up.. no $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat came... gave tuition as usual.. went east coast park 4 cycling wif hubby and bbq wif his colleagues.. ate so much i suffered from sore throat.. hubby cant cycle for nuts.. he lang-ga me a few times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun came... tuition once again.. wedding dinner of alex and linda at yishun safra... was nice... service sucked though.. met the campus superstar pple includin the winner whom i found out is from HCJC.. wtf? so smart can join this kinda stupid dumb competition and waste time.. then bring A level book to weddin dinner to study.. siao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch started.. back to the class of studious pple.. so like them i kiasu bought all textbooks and notes by first week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out wif jacky ytd.. he's damn retarded... watched The Wild wif him of all shows and had sakae sushi.. bloody idiot used to like angie... siao siao.. b4 dat.. went ikea wif debbie poh and ate paul's balls.. (she's paul's gf to be) paul's balls are the meatballs.. then walked to queensway shopping centre... KNN bought one skirt. then had ice cream at haagen dazs and fell sick after dat.. but she was nice enough to make me honey water today.. thx dearie... not forgetting.. hubby was by my side the entire night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wad else.. went nydc wif ben (who is retarded-ly obsessed wif his Getz car), angie and xandra last tues.. they all had wonderful pasta while i ate some disgusting shit dat only costs $6.95. u can imagine a $6.95 piece of crap on a small tiny plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wed, 10/5/06, 12:18am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114719115687187053?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114719115687187053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114719115687187053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114719115687187053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114719115687187053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114667062838075334</id><published>2006-05-03T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T08:37:08.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hubby brought me to see his terribly damaged car. it  IS terribly damaged indeed dat the whole body of his car has been replaced with a brand new set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he then brought me to east coast park for sting ray, satay and bbq wings! i pissed him off cos i kept changing tables.. dere was a bee flying near te previous table la. how to eat with a bee around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to Body Contours wif mum and kor for massage.. the steam bath was good.. the massage was abit weird cos i had to strip naked and i swear the chao aunty touched my boobs. anywayssssss.. i booked a slot for hubby and myself on our 26th mth anniversary on 21st may. he'll like the massause to touch this boobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he got angry today cos i told him not to stay over. boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114667062838075334?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114667062838075334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114667062838075334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114667062838075334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114667062838075334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/hubby-brought-me-to-see-his-terribly.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114661958235113605</id><published>2006-05-02T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T18:26:22.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i love my new time table for yr 3, semester 1. every week's a labour day monday. tues starts at 11am and fridays END at 11am. Heaven is a darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114661958235113605?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114661958235113605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114661958235113605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114661958235113605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114661958235113605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-i-love-my-new-time-table-for-yr-3.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114619956087923779</id><published>2006-04-27T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:46:00.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and so, it's the last day at Angliss. bought boxes of famous amos for lena and lawrence as a token. ive met many many nice pple at angliss. shall list their names so i'll rmb them when i read my post 10 yrs down the road.. wanna say thanks to  hazel, siew hoon, cassandra, aye cher, ai ling, doris ang, betty, aunty, susie,  jessica neo, esther chang and jean go. not forgetting my darling lena chua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;drea's dinner was great.. had chinese food at a restaurant at shaw hse.. hubby went. hubby had a nissan sunny and is now replaced by toyota altis.. hmmmm.. repair shop pple are nice enough..hee... went to kong's ytd to watch 9pm show wif hubby who had his KFC then picked mum at great world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not much has happened since.. went to expo for Food Hotel Asia ytd wif the colleagues, ate so much i felt so guilty after dat.. china student at china town is going back to china land so dats a drop in source of income for me.. going to UAN tonight for interview... angie's bbq tmr.. dats bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1238pm, fri, 28/4/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114619956087923779?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114619956087923779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114619956087923779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114619956087923779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114619956087923779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-so-its-last-day-at-angliss.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114592710842753066</id><published>2006-04-24T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:05:08.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when unluckiness falls, i fail my TP and hubby got into an accident the day after changing his car rims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;902am, 25/4/06, tues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114592710842753066?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114586418152654069</id><published>2006-04-24T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:36:21.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;la la la failed TP.. i braked TOO HARD for E brake and checked blind spots for TOO LONG. oh and i did not check mirrors THREE times b4 signalling. OH? dere ARE such mistakes u mean? yea, apparently to the tester. prolly not happy i managed to get 3 TP slots in a mth when pple wait for a few mths to get one. funniest thing was, tester said "UR INSTRUCTOR TEACH U GUYS WRONG THINGS".. cannot stop in gear 3 only gear 2. OH? since when did such rule come about? &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 not really bothered by it this time cos driving is kinda over-rated.&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 gonna go my hair. wanna spend money on something i really want instead of a tester's frastration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's amazing how he's willing to be dere for me when i cant do much fer him. it really is. at times i dunno if im on the right path, i feel inferior financially. i hate the way he's willing to pay for the big things in my life like the fucking knnbccb driving. i dun doubt dere were times when i wanted to let it go so dat he'll be more happy finding someone with the same financial capabilities as he does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happy bday dad. lawrence licked my feet today. am lazy to tell the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;327pm, mon, 24/4/o6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114586418152654069?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114586418152654069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114586418152654069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114586418152654069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114586418152654069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/la-la-la-failed-tp.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114557928944618036</id><published>2006-04-20T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T17:28:09.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and another thing... i managed to get a TP slot this coming monday, 24th Apr 06 at 825am. ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;825am, fri, 21/4/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114557928944618036?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114557928944618036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114557928944618036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114557928944618036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114557928944618036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-another-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114557697962856262</id><published>2006-04-20T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T16:49:39.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmmm.. hubby and i made a trip down to parkway ytd to walk walk. he bought me m)phosis slippers and top!! love them, so pretty. i bought him a pair of shoes. happy 25th month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got approached by UAN fer an interview which i re-scheduled to next fri. am meeting my darlings this evenin.. heeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ive lost around 7kgs since the start of the diet.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;745am, fri, 21/4/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114557697962856262?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114557697962856262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114557697962856262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114557697962856262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114557697962856262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114540514611753671</id><published>2006-04-18T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T17:05:46.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yay! next TP date scheduled on 26th May 2006 @ 1145am. PDL expires 29th. ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;19/04/06, wed, 801am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114540514611753671?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114540514611753671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114540514611753671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114540514611753671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114540514611753671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/yay-next-tp-date-scheduled-on-26th-may.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114523170010756788</id><published>2006-04-16T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T16:57:08.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;fri was good, it was my bdae. he surprised me with a beautiful bouquet of yam coloured roses b4 bringing me shopping the whole day and giving up $16.80 for car park fee at taka with no complains. first time in history so it's a big deal.thanks hubby.. i was really happy. went around the whole town, bought only sandals.. went home to rest b4 going to tiong for dinner.. the whole thing was jus... sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;sat was also good, gave tuition to Xin Ling, new p5 kid. went to kong's b4 meeting the girls (poh, yr and drea).. had dinner at manhathan place and they bought the M.A.C fluidline i wanted so badly.. THANKs DARLINGS!!!!!!! too bad coreen couldnt come cos she was working.. alamak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;sun was pretty homely. gave tuition to 2 kids b4 meeting hubby.. went to bugis and bought a top plus skirt frm perkins cos they had 15% off. waste $$ again. wtf. i love spending sundays wif him.. slowly w/o the rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;wad else.. oh, mum left for beijing to be wif dad on fri... she's comin back on thurs.. someone stole shoes frm our place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;750am, 17/4/06, mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114523170010756788?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114523170010756788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114523170010756788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114523170010756788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114523170010756788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/fri-was-good-it-was-my-bdae.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114490530282910300</id><published>2006-04-12T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:15:02.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i failed my TP once again by 2 points. points for not putting on seat belt. yes, it's stupid. so to make it not so stupid, tester named MURAY, some indian, gave me an immediate failure for god knows wad reasons. for dat, i despise all indians. u could have let me pass u noe? sides, i did put on the seat belt 10 seconds later. and for dat, i dun believe in god anymore, am taking out my cross necklace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll have a miserable birthday. fuck the birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;13/4/06, 1309pm, thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114490530282910300?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114490530282910300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114490530282910300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114490530282910300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114490530282910300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-failed-my-tp-once-again-by-2-points.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114465294592926464</id><published>2006-04-09T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T00:09:06.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;lawrence chen made me tear today cos he simply... wouldnt let me speak. wad's the pt in explaining in his own words wad he wants me to do, when he asks "any Qs?", i start askin and he...... simply wont let me speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;sat was superb. went for drivin revision for the first time after failed attempt at TP test. my instructors laughed like mad. oh wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;met poh, yr and drea for sakae sushi at heeren. had a pathetic salmon. heeee... went to tiong, coreen joined us... shopped at ero and spent $490 on lingerie for 5 pple. but dere was 50% wif the card! im a tiny lil B cup. dats kinda sad. C would be just right. went to ah kong&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; to pass him the stupid pies frm yr. chilled at coffee bean wif e girls till 11+pm when poh had to go home!! spose to meet ben and pple for some bbq at ecp. but wth he pissed me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;sun was boring. drivin the to tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;he's coming home tmr. it's all smiles for me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;1502 hours, mon, 10/4/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114465294592926464?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114465294592926464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114465294592926464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114465294592926464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114465294592926464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/lawrence-chen-made-me-tear-today-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114438046887868450</id><published>2006-04-06T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T20:27:48.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everybody, pls dun buy the following items cos I'LL be buying them soon and if u do, i'll slap ur smelly face and wont talk to u for 10 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Igel Magic Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- M.A.C Fluidline in #266&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Revlon natural stay LF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- CK Euphoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Shu Uemera Glow On in peach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- Garden floral papillions in Florida size 37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;However, any one who wants to join me to dye hair at the salon i go to? the lady is good and nice plus she charges cheap rates (my length for only $60!!) and the salon's big and empty cos it's at a ser-clu-ded place. will be going on 21st Apr.  Rebonding cost $130 for my length and ive done it dere b4, very good. let me noe ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and so, yr is going to bring the pies to town tmr cos she wants to try her papillions size and HENCE, she shall carry the pies until we reach tiong bahru. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1123am, fri, 7/4/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114438046887868450?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114438046887868450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114438046887868450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114438046887868450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114438046887868450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/everybody-pls-dun-buy-following-items.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114420786356484964</id><published>2006-04-04T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T20:31:03.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;lena has given me $500 instead of $450 for the mth. no complains. hee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;i so wanna get birks but angie and ben told me to get em online. or papilions? nice too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;am gonna adopt a cat, Jackie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;dats bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;1126am, wed, 5/4/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114420786356484964?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114420786356484964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114420786356484964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114420786356484964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114420786356484964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/lena-has-given-me-500-instead-of-450.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114395708725952328</id><published>2006-04-01T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T21:51:27.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;fri was alright. met paul at borders, he looks oooooooohhhhhhh gooooooooooood type of good. went to taka to meet drea and yr cos i wanted to show em my new tube and shoes! den we walked back to wheelock place cos paul wanted to buy shoes but the shop closed. ha!!! we walked around, settle at indoChine where he bought me some hoegarden, sat and talk.. pretty good ambience. my eye hurt so badly we had to take a cab home. all paid for. brillant. told hubby i had a romantic date and he's a lil jealous... totally cute la!!! wtf, paul likes some other girl so dats no worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;sat came, ben picked me from home at 430pm to The Edge. went to marina south wif shawna, angie, charles and ben for steam boat then to nydc at hollang wif angie and ben.. had some wild berry float. yummy yummy yummy! ben sent me home at say 1230am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;it's a homely sun, gonna swim later cos i feel guilty bout the indulgence ytd then to tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;149pm, 2/4/06, sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114395708725952328?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114395708725952328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114395708725952328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114395708725952328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114395708725952328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/04/fri-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114367941578389921</id><published>2006-03-29T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T16:43:35.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and so i met drea and yr ytd at city hall. i was earliest. am surprised too.. ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;walked to marina square, got a tube top frm Warehouse and a pair of shoes frm VNC. hee! and they happily ate carls jr. infront of me. hmph. i so wanted my salmon but din get it till i got home.. TADA! mum steamed a piece fer me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;let's all recall wad happened to our dear drea and her dear sweet bf who makes everyone jealous. he bought the bag fer drea and left it at the shop as a surprise cos he knew she'd go get it. WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so tweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this fri maybe meetin the girls, or someone else. this sat meeting ben and co. and this sun's deb's bdae. no $$ ready. pls donate. hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hubby called, had so much to say in such lil time. he really wont be back on my bday. dat's kinda.. sad. he's one sick hubby too.. oh well.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;839am, 30/3/06, thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114367941578389921?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114367941578389921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114367941578389921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114367941578389921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114367941578389921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/03/and-so-i-met-drea-and-yr-ytd-at-city.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114342007770645205</id><published>2006-03-26T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T19:54:44.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/pic%206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/pic%206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/pic%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/pic%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/pic%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/pic%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/pic%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/pic%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/pic%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/pic%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/pic%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/pic%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;we can start counting down the days till the end of IPP! it's surprising i hafen taken any MCs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Let's see.. sat was fun.. met kitty cos she wanted me to be her make up model for her exam. she did some marilyn monroe look and a disco look.. the one with the spastic bright blue eye shadow. u'll prolly see it on my msn pic thingy. spose to meet ben and pple at bugis but i was too lazy. did a facial at home instead. hee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Sun came.. spose to give tuition at 2pm but changed to 6pm. talked to paul fer awhile. he's nice. oh. who's paul? ex- acs(i) idiot, same classmate in MI for first 3 mths, my frd's ex, rich idiot with a huge hse. he wants me meet&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; to&lt;/span&gt; tonight at borders..... alamak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;was a lazy lazy weekend. well next week's debbie poh's bday dinner together right girls?! prolly meeting drea and yr on wed for shopping. hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;27/3/06, 837am, mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114342007770645205?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114342007770645205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114342007770645205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114342007770645205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114342007770645205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-can-start-counting-down-days-till.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114316242445770042</id><published>2006-03-23T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:09:37.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;behold, ive received my first pay banked into my a/c. jus splurge, indulge in the shopping and dun feel guilty, tat's wad i'll do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;behold again, i swam 20 laps ytd all alone at 9pm. watched Sex &amp;amp; the City a lil bit. it IS fucking sexed up. sides, ive got the uncensored version.. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;the last behold goes to ben. he actually volunteers to pick me up tmr for church and steam boat at marina! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;u noe, being plump is not so bad. LOSING the weight is. skip the carb and do some exercise, i've managed to lose 2kgs in 5 days. now, dats a behold statement too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;24/3/06, 903am, fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114316242445770042?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114316242445770042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114316242445770042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/DSC00005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/DSC00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/DSC00008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/1600/givenchyEYEs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3269/1519/320/givenchyEYEs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114304429308228541?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114304429308228541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114304429308228541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114304429308228541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114304429308228541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114299043575738779</id><published>2006-03-21T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:20:35.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"deb, why dun u upload more recent pictures?".............. cos im lazy. and i figured, the spastic frindge was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wanted to go for a swim ytd. but was so sleepy. told myself at 7pm, shall sleep for 1 hr then wake up at 8pm and go down for a swim. obviously, dat din happen. hee. sides, drea refused to come over for a swim. swimming alone is jus crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;919am, wed, 22/3/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114299043575738779?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114299043575738779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114299043575738779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114299043575738779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114299043575738779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/03/deb-why-dun-u-upload-more-recent.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114290774358177115</id><published>2006-03-20T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T18:22:23.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;another Heaven sent person sold his drivin slot. am takin test on 13th april in the morning. one day b4 public holiday so hopefully the tester's in gd mood. muahaha! and *ahem* 13th apr is one day b4 the my bday. so technically, im hoping to get my license &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i turn 20. hee.. everyone, pls zhi dong buy presents can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;already so sad liao, hubby not in spore on dat day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;1016am, tues, 21/3/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114290774358177115?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114290774358177115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114290774358177115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114290774358177115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114290774358177115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-heaven-sent-person-sold-his.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114290028426684638</id><published>2006-03-20T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:18:04.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;sweetest 2 years' anniversary, hubby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;i dun wanna start on how badly i want him here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;ytd was good, din consume any carbohydrates. exercised too. am proud of myself. ordered pies frm ouor dear ying rong, shall give it to his family. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;slept at 245am. abit guilty dat i was talking to dzul. but drea was dere!! right drea! dzul's nothing to me, but a frd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;814am, tues, 21/3/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114290028426684638?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114290028426684638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114290028426684638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114290028426684638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114290028426684638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/03/sweetest-2-years-anniversary-hubby-i.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114277430345970586</id><published>2006-03-19T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:13:11.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he left me for china this morning. we parted at 9am after breakfast at Mac's. he'll be away frm me for long.. im sad, i really am. our 2 yrs' anniversary, my 20th bday.. will be spent apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went for ben's church thingy, Synegiz on sat night. met him (hubby) and his frds at marina for Dorm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114277430345970586?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114277430345970586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114277430345970586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114277430345970586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114277430345970586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/03/he-left-me-for-china-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114255389681320313</id><published>2006-03-16T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T16:04:56.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i borrowed books for lawrence chen cos he wanted em. stuck a Post-It note on my desk top so i will rmb to return it on 16th mar. so everyday i see the big "16th MAR" but still.. forget to return. oh wtf. and today he's on leave. he brought the books home wif him. AH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ytd, as i was walkin around home, found the wooden carved 'i love u' thing frm dzul. AH!!!!!!!!! again. memories came flowing back. he put the date too, 8th dec 2003. AHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! i broke up wif him on 31st dec 2003. and den he sent "Far Away" by Nickelback. AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! maybe cos ive nt met him and he keeps askin me out? budden, we've nt spoken since last sunday. duno wad happened. ah haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hubby threw tantrum this morning. mad fella. threw tantrum again, anyhow horn taxi driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"...just one chance, just one breath just in case dere's one more left. i keep dreaming dat u'll be wif me, nvr let me go. i need to hear u say i love u, i've loved u all along, i forgive u, for being away for far too long, keep breathing cos im not leaving u anymore, believe me, hold on to me never let me go..." - 'Far Away'- Nickelback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;755am, fri, 17/3/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114255389681320313?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114255389681320313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114255389681320313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114255389681320313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114255389681320313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-borrowed-books-for-lawrence-chen-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16125462.post-114246708428259222</id><published>2006-03-15T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T15:58:04.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;nyp smsed me at mid nite. reavealing my results. hmm... let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"A" for HR management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"B+" for efma, marketin management and law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"B" for finance, entrepreneurship and family youth work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;AND ONE BLOODY "C+" FOR ICT APPLICATIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;oh wtf, hubby is a computer genius, shall leave tat to him. computers suck!! the whole MS OFFICE sucks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! maybe cos i dunno hw to really use excel chim chim-ly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;nice meh the phrase.. here's another one lor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Reasons are good excuses, excuses are poor reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;754am, thurs, 16/3/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16125462-114246708428259222?l=itsdeborah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/feeds/114246708428259222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16125462&amp;postID=114246708428259222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114246708428259222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16125462/posts/default/114246708428259222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdeborah.blogspot.com/2006/03/nyp-smsed-me-at-mid-nite.html' title=''/><author><name>deborah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811689401606850664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
