tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39100105525231561882011-07-07T23:01:34.094-07:00if only...Kelly Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01821865133455447083noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910010552523156188.post-5057044190256310682009-01-19T02:55:00.000-08:002009-01-19T10:57:14.884-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">When i look at my msn ,sometimes i always mistaken like "eh,how come I can see myself online wan??" then i see see again,it's that copycat! using my yahoo's email name....i mean like who the hell would use 'angel freak me' right? it's weird and it doesn't make sense...<br />unless u've seen it somewhere,this name i came up like 6-7 years ago...since that time i always use the word 'freak' until now oso i'm damn like the word freak....U know lar,that time i'm still so naive and typical, same like other ordinary teenager girls we want to have the word <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >ANGEL , BUBBLE , FAIRY , PINKIE , SWEET , SNOW etc etc etc </span>in our email address name ~ Awww, like so sweet liddat...~ SO combining the typical ANGEL and FREAK and ME myself and I in together, there! angel freak me , it sounds like angel freak -me , or angels freak about me rite...ya ya ya,i know damn lame . But I damn like the name lor....<br /><br />UNTIL one fine day, there's dis some1 i don't want to say who....<br />i think i gave her my email add before....that's where she get the 'inspiration'....<br />She just copy the exactly same email add name as me, with the same underscore sign summo!!<br />Just that she had in with another account,which is MSN... OF COURSE la,coz i have the same name liao ma!! so u have to sneak and use in other different account lor!!<br />(she must be thinking, 'OMG!! i'm so creative bcoz i use another account!!)<br />Frankly speaking, it kinda irritates me....especially i always see it in my msn....<br />like everyday....i wanted to delete the contact wan, but think again....i dont want to do that,i wanted to purposely remind that person or 'haunt' her that "HEY,i'm u! there,we have the same account name wan? how can me online when i'm online wan ar?" (trying to be sarcastic here if u don't get it)<br />Yea,i know it's kinda childish liddat...but too bad la,i don't like what i see ma!<br /><br /><br />Oh ya! almost forgot to spread the word! referring to my previous post! the screwing wan....<br />the restaurant it's located at<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" > TIMESQUARE, GASOLINE!!!!</span> (use green font bcoz it disgust me)<br />don't go there!!!! bad service!!! bad manners manager managing the place...u want to go there??<br />THINK TWICE...<br />what to do? i'm pissed with them ma!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3910010552523156188-505704419025631068?l=wishywashy-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kelly Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01821865133455447083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910010552523156188.post-92126963070695698372009-01-16T04:01:00.000-08:002009-01-16T09:10:29.370-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Was working for 5 days during the last 5 days of my sem break....<br /><br />At first i really know so little bout badminton till i get this job....<br />learnt some knowledge bout badminton and all...ya da ya da...<br />here's my main point<br />den later i know this player call <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" ><br /><br />Lee Yong Dae</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span lang="ko-Hani" style="font-size:130%;">李龍大 aka</span><span lang="ko-Hang" style="font-size:130%;">이용대</span><br /><br />OMG !!! Boy!! he's like hwaattt....pssst....steamingly hot....!!!!<br />ok,i sound like a pervert now...but u get what i mean rite? LOL<br />like those Korean drama guys,damn dreamy punyer face.<br /><br />So i google some pics to show ...<br /><br />See See Seee....u get what i mean?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCEFoKDM7I/AAAAAAAAADg/4j7UDXbIJ3I/s1600-h/1_123933797l.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCEFoKDM7I/AAAAAAAAADg/4j7UDXbIJ3I/s400/1_123933797l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291874794374116274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCELgBui1I/AAAAAAAAADo/9rZ0kApPArU/s1600-h/1_368640970l.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCELgBui1I/AAAAAAAAADo/9rZ0kApPArU/s400/1_368640970l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291874895270939474" border="0" /></a><br /><br />mind the gal beside...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCEQsOMDVI/AAAAAAAAADw/SZrfb6V4bN4/s1600-h/Img214556066.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCEQsOMDVI/AAAAAAAAADw/SZrfb6V4bN4/s400/Img214556066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291874984443776338" border="0" /></a>tee hee.....smile<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCE7dkbEII/AAAAAAAAAEY/oWXMnZ6Rqj4/s1600-h/z160682583.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCE7dkbEII/AAAAAAAAAEY/oWXMnZ6Rqj4/s400/z160682583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875719244877954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />when he struggling that time also damn handsome wan lor<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCE3CyMA9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/npY9Js6VyeM/s1600-h/YongDae7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCE3CyMA9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/npY9Js6VyeM/s400/YongDae7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875643335377874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />this guy beside Yong Dae was playing in the game with him too,look damn old<br />see the contrast....<br />somehow dis old man play a lil bit better then my cutie<br />boohoo!!<br />BUT cutie it's still the best!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCEsRzUmeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_e-1gZtN-O8/s1600-h/LYD.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCEsRzUmeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_e-1gZtN-O8/s400/LYD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875458388105698" border="0" /></a><br />aaaww....wanna date him already?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCEj74ivPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3nhLqvIp61E/s1600-h/lee%2Byong%2Bdae%2B2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCEj74ivPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3nhLqvIp61E/s400/lee%2Byong%2Bdae%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875315065470194" border="0" /></a>Finally the best pic....deng deng deng...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCFBbrSCaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uYMGvrgbu8U/s1600-h/66jbgug.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCFBbrSCaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uYMGvrgbu8U/s400/66jbgug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291875821815990690" border="0" /></a><br /><br />here's some complimentary for drools*<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCH0WCoraI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aURD3yTTkRM/s1600-h/1_646218863l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCH0WCoraI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aURD3yTTkRM/s400/1_646218863l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291878895499914658" border="0" /></a><br />cute no?!<br />oklar....mayb not that hwaatt lar,he's just the cutest player i met from the tournament<br />hehe....<br />amazing thing is he's one year younger than me<br />!!!!20 yrs old nia!!!<br />man....same age like my younger brother....yeerr<br />*puke*<br />can imagine him calling me jie jie if we went for a date!!<br />nah...joking....1 year younger only mar!<br /><br />too bad i got another mandatory "hawtie" to fantasize ady...(noel)<br />wont b fantasizing this lil cutie<br />no choice,LOL<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">ANYWAYS,our very own Malaysian Dato Lee Chung Wei won</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">YAY!!!</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">hehe,have to give some credit to our country after </span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">all the craze all over Korean player....</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Okay,over with hwattie....<br />now lets talk about my day the other day....<br />shopping with bad shoe....<br /><br />this pic was actually taken like a month ago when i went out with noel<br />but my feet looked exactly the same that day!!<br />with the same handy tape<br />with the same damn shoe summo!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCI6C-DzbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Uf9ypH65orw/s1600-h/DSC01847.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCI6C-DzbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Uf9ypH65orw/s400/DSC01847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291880092971290034" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJFdYM4OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VuS7utBX0MY/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJFdYM4OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VuS7utBX0MY/s400/DSC01922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291880289038819554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJFdYM4OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VuS7utBX0MY/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG">my feet actually was</a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJFdYM4OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VuS7utBX0MY/s1600-h/DSC01922.JPG">n't that injured like it seems</a><br />Hahahahaha<br />damn exaggerating hor i wrap until...<br />i just want to wrap to protect it from freaking rubbing against<br />the inside of my bad bad shoe<br />it started to feel pain ady<br /><br />another event in my life I'll forget<br />the FIRST time i screwed a restaurant manager<br />MANAGER ler...<br />i haven't even screw a waiter b4<br />and there ! i skip to a manager...<br />wow....it was<br />kinda relief i must say...<br />why? because i was pissed!!<br /><br />after sitting down and just started to browse the menu<br />we could hear the manager scolding her staffs like a bitch<br />she was screwing them over chit chatting behind<br />yeah,it is their fault should get some scolding<br />BUT not in front of yr customers right? summo so DAMN LOUD lor...<br />even louder than dog barking lor...<br />when we 1st heard it ,we were surprise like WTH happen there...<br />MTF that manager was scolding using those 'lala' rude language...<br />scolding then like they're some dog or pig<br />both of the staff were crying uno...<br />like come on lar....everyone does wrong doings...dont' have to screw them like they have no dignity rite?<br />embarrass them and yrself only ler<br />wanna scold go somewhere not so visible lar....<br />not in front of the counter,main entrance ler!!<br />MA DE!!<br />so unethical lor!!!<br /><br />at 1st what we plan to to do is just complain by dropping down some feedback in a piece of paper<br />in the end we decide to screw her face to face<br />because of the bad service<br />me and Jun Jun food didn't come for so damn long,we were so damn patient ady<br />asked them twice ady,they say coming<br />until everyone on the table finished their food already it's not even here yet<br />damn pissed ady lor....<br /><br />empty plates ,and still empty space on my table<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJmu4kObI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Hm7IW3U_8VE/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJmu4kObI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Hm7IW3U_8VE/s400/DSC01955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291880860673653170" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJQ3b8XhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OKAKLZORG2w/s1600-h/DSC01954.JPG">everyone sitting there after finishing their food,waiting for both of our orders to come</a><br />tak sampai lagi!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJQ3b8XhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OKAKLZORG2w/s1600-h/DSC01954.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJQ3b8XhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OKAKLZORG2w/s400/DSC01954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291880485012397586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />then we cannot take it liao!!!<br />start to call for the manager<br />she's so polite suddenly no more barking<br />being a good dog<br />but can see she's gonna cry soon ady if we still continue to screw her<br />u see there's a big difference bout screwing with loud rude tone and soft tone<br />one is barking dog<br />another one is a good manners ppl giving a lecture and sounding very reasonable<br />(but in a hurtful way,hehe)<br /><br /><br />another complimentary pic<br />my sweet chicken lil wearing my new jacket that i bought that day<br />cute hor? wanna cubitt her??<br />damn cold that time...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJKlUBgxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Ovh7P5LZg9Q/s1600-h/DSC01953.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SXCJKlUBgxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Ovh7P5LZg9Q/s400/DSC01953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291880377068126994" border="0" /></a>smile**<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3910010552523156188-9212696307069569837?l=wishywashy-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kelly Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01821865133455447083noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910010552523156188.post-85811727533811451972009-01-15T10:54:00.000-08:002009-01-15T21:09:12.109-08:00Now in my 'ppl-who-hate-me' list already up to 3, confirm...wait,i dunno mayb more than that??<br />haihz...why is my life so full of this kinda shit...<br /><br /><br />I want to be positive,like who cares if they hate me i still live my life as usual.<br />But I'm still a bloody emotional human being, it somehow affects my life...<br />especially if that person stays under the same roof with you...uh huh!! ? difficult right?(not my family lar)<br /><br /><br />Why they hate me?<br />because i'm yong sui ar(means bloody idiotic fugly face)??<br />or just simply because i didn't try hard enough to be the way they want me to be?<br />It's just really pathetic finding people do not like the why i am...<br />sometimes i just feel like want to cry out hard when i heard that they hate me or dislike me( i think i did one or twice)<br /><br /><br />I just hate me , myself and nothing else but myself right now....<br />Feel freaking emo...EMO!!!!!<br />It's so not me, so fragile so useless....<br /><br /><br />Depression is on his way to pick my up soon....<br />My self-estem is breaking down....I'm loosing my ground<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SW-J0TugzvI/AAAAAAAAADY/BDjpAV0P_mM/s1600-h/DSC01850.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SW-J0TugzvI/AAAAAAAAADY/BDjpAV0P_mM/s400/DSC01850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291599618925186802" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3910010552523156188-8581172753381145197?l=wishywashy-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kelly Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01821865133455447083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910010552523156188.post-43471517897474556122009-01-04T16:18:00.000-08:002009-01-05T00:18:52.780-08:00why lar...i alwiz got dis kinda cravings....all da sudden,no reason no season(like next time when i'm pregnant or pms)....they just pop!! there i MUST have cheese....or chocolates or ice creams.....spicy food....cupcakes!! arrrggh....!!!<br /><br />stomach ar stomach....u know i'm trying to get a diet here rite?<br />y u must always 'lau gai'....and make me crave for food,u're so good at choosing those food ya....<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;">not </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >OILY</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"> not </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >SWEET </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;">not </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >FATTENING</span> ones also u don't choose...<br /><br />currently,i'm craving for cheese!!! cheese fondue!!! can someone kind pls bring me go get these ...before i die kept thinking about eating it with 'mmmmm yummy!!' expression all da time....?<br /><br />Yesterday was really stewpitt...went yc then someone asked me where i went for new years celebration...<br />and i went BLANKED! like someone 'zap' my memory i totally forgotten what i did!!! and i was just talking bout it a few minutes ago. Suddenly when ppl asked i forgotten!! wth....<br /><br />But anyhow i went to genting,all da fuss all da way up there just to catch a <span style="font-size:130%;">1 minute firework</span>!! Booohooo....i hv to take KTM n LRT to meet noel and his fren at PJ so that we can get up there.Fuuuyooh,his fren definitely know how to drive....damn speedy....damn dangerous but i really hate to say this, he can drive damn SAFELY....good skill...He had to drive that fast bcoz we were late,by the time they pick me up it was already 10pm,so sorry ppl it's so totally my bad...omg,not to forget the JAM!! and we were force to smell those stinky,very chemical smell of those overdrive tyre smell,break,gear or whatsoever( i dunno ma) 'nia ma....' i really hate it so much!! usually it wasnt' so smelly,coz that time a lot of cars are pushing their car hard to get up faster.<br /><br />Hahaha,funny thing is when we're going down back to kl we could see damn a lot of car being toll down...<br /><br />Well,overall new year celebration was just ok ok for me...saw damn alot of 'meaty n rotty' ah guas there,eeeewwwww...(mayb their teacher never taught them the word call <span style="font-size:130%;">'UGLY'</span> or <span style="font-size:130%;">'HIDEOUS'</span>,education nowadays aren't that perfect cant blame) mayb Genting got business gua...arrrghh! WHY LAR!! i nvr take pictures of them!! there's one that have the body size of the fat guy from Steven Chow's movie, Kung FU Hustle or Shaolin KungFu?? YES the SHE-MAN is THAT BIG!!! and she's waving to everyone wishing Happy New Year,like she's Paris Hilton or something,OMG!! damn she really have some huge self esteem,mayb too HUGE?!! suits her body lar... i salute her man....so cool....mayb not...LOL<br /><br />It was so sweet of noel telling me this few days ago,the reason he bought the perfume for me is bcoz he realize i didn't buy any new perfume lately,coz i didn't not work so i no money,sob**...he knows that every time when i work i would pamper myself with a new fragrance.<br /><br />Then, he started to imitate me...."cause this sem break i din see u saying this----> Dear! u see u see! smell this!! nice anot?? hehe...it's my new perfume! " then i would be flashing the bottle if i so happen to be holding it....<br />How irritating rite? but it was kinda cute when he did that....aaawww....<br />Thanks baby...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3910010552523156188-4347151789747455612?l=wishywashy-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kelly Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01821865133455447083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910010552523156188.post-261670267937189822008-12-27T06:21:00.000-08:002008-12-28T09:31:51.360-08:00<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I had the worst </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">xmas</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> eve ever!!! </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Quarrel with my parents,over </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">i'm</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> not being helpful in the shop(they just opened a Organic stuff shop)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">which i really tried to help out all i can!!i was so piss that they said </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">i'm</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> not being productive!! which i did! how the hell do u think your shop can b so </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">clean</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> and u got </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">food to eat</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">,and also i kept the kitchen so </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">clean and organized</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">!!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">My mom was yelling at me at top of her voice,which i can not take it anymore.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">So i replied her in a unkind way also,like why is she yelling all </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">da</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> time </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">urrggh</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">My dad,like my mom's yelling assistant scolding me too...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">all this really made me very heart broken,it's xmas eve....and i get this?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">did they ever think twice?b4 u yell at me for being not productive?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">How the hell can i help u to sell yr products which i know nothing about?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">You guys(my parents) might think it is easy to learn ,</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">coz</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> u guys have been touching these healthy food and product for years!! since i was like standard 3?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I seem unproductive bcoz i cant help to sell? so other than the rest of the things that i did is INVISIBLE to you all??<br />I forgiven them in my heart,coz it's xmas...<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">But I really felt so sad...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">It was really a traumatic day for me....<br />Dear God,<br />Pls don't let it happen ever again,i will pray more often....and go to church more often...i promise...<br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">Sorry to Joanna who came all the way from Kuching to meet in MV,which i couldn't make it bcoz of this stuff that i was facing b4 i left the house...I was super late....</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">SOrry to Huat HUat,for waiting for me in MV....and still willing to teman me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">I really need some1 to accompany me at that time,luckily u were there....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">After shopping for xmas pressie in MV....</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Went to Christmas Eve mass in my church,then head to The Curve for dinner/so called celebration...kinda boring...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I received some crappy presents....which i seriously obviously wasted too much effort in choosing a nice present for them in return...aarrrgh....i'll think twice next year then...LOL</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Suppose to watch movie after that, movie's at 12:40am Transporter,which me n noel did not make it...due to some unwanted reason,aarrrgh!!damn those parking chips...my fren left her chip in my handbag...we have to go all the way back to the curve,ok...why izit so troublesome? hello???xmas eve?? countdown n par-tay?!? it's chaotic and damn jam u know!!and there....no movies....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">then me n noel argued too, AGAIN!! (but we were ok after that)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">TWO arguments in A DAY?!??</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I was seriously depress that day...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I prayed to God,and said sorry for bothering HIM bout my fussy problem in His glorious day...really sorry...=( </span><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3910010552523156188-26167026793718982?l=wishywashy-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kelly Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01821865133455447083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910010552523156188.post-16475260032226519282008-12-20T12:53:00.000-08:002009-01-01T12:55:05.475-08:00Had a nice night out with my dearest...<br />it was our postpone anniversary celebration, 18dec to 19dec....<br />due to the Jingle Bell Partay that was held at my ss2 crib...it was unavoidable...<br />ahhh...i was so worried noel would get upset bout dis,but luckily he did not....sweet ^^ alleluia!!!!<br /><br />so here's some pic we took at the curve...i always lurve the street....nvr feel sien<br />dunno izit bcoz of the bazaar that they have or izit bcoz it always look so cozy n romantic at night?? some might say i go there bcoz of the bazaar....LOL!!!<br />but i can tell u mostly is bcoz of the FOOOD....nyak nyak nyak...=P<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZd1-uzbCI/AAAAAAAAABo/wdRbrmu0-lE/s1600-h/DSC00068.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZd1-uzbCI/AAAAAAAAABo/wdRbrmu0-lE/s400/DSC00068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284514394719611938" border="0" /></a><br />In the car....on the way....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZeu_GgO0I/AAAAAAAAABw/IKyeBqqquz4/s1600-h/DSC00072.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZeu_GgO0I/AAAAAAAAABw/IKyeBqqquz4/s400/DSC00072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284515374071561026" border="0" /></a><br />Italiannies....waiting for the foooooddd to come,i din eat lunch uno...u can imagine how hungry am I....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZfSFl_ZeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/G7KqlZFaZ_I/s1600-h/DSC00075.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZfSFl_ZeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/G7KqlZFaZ_I/s400/DSC00075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284515977109661154" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Aiks,was caught cam-whoring....candid<br />as u can see the food was only half way eaten....i already start to snap pics...narcissus me<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZgdGjZmKI/AAAAAAAAACA/F_f01RONqs0/s1600-h/DSC00086.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZgdGjZmKI/AAAAAAAAACA/F_f01RONqs0/s400/DSC00086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284517265857419426" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So..i dragged someone along to ''zi lian'' with me....<br />not gonna post the rest or else his gonna b 'less happy'...<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZh8sHRwBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DbUM7qZeEhg/s1600-h/DSC00106.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZh8sHRwBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/DbUM7qZeEhg/s400/DSC00106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284518908027584530" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZiZglGHFI/AAAAAAAAACY/s-BbKUbyHm4/s1600-h/DSC00108.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZiZglGHFI/AAAAAAAAACY/s-BbKUbyHm4/s400/DSC00108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284519403147631698" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I notice he was staring at me ....so i decided to feed him....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZjDjh_1UI/AAAAAAAAACg/eWMGgIdV2pY/s1600-h/DSC00109.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZjDjh_1UI/AAAAAAAAACg/eWMGgIdV2pY/s400/DSC00109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284520125494449474" border="0" /></a><br /><br />cute ain't it....?<br /><br />yeepie yay.....dis is my pressie...he knows wat i like....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZmVbk4xUI/AAAAAAAAACw/-Z70uJvwrxc/s1600-h/DSC01844.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZmVbk4xUI/AAAAAAAAACw/-Z70uJvwrxc/s400/DSC01844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284523731131614530" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZmPHLmIdI/AAAAAAAAACo/D0ZuR5ucQxQ/s1600-h/DSC01842.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o1W1gSIBegs/SVZmPHLmIdI/AAAAAAAAACo/D0ZuR5ucQxQ/s400/DSC01842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284523622577611218" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3910010552523156188-1647526003222651928?l=wishywashy-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kelly Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01821865133455447083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910010552523156188.post-23248950649419684542008-12-01T00:00:00.000-08:002008-12-27T09:36:27.825-08:00<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Well,not gonna say much...it is not my first blog</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >not gonna tell u where's my old blog.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >It's private and toxicating,nothing proud to show(i've bury it,with no tears or wat so ever)</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >And then again,this will be my place to blood out stuff that i want to tell and "not tell"...sshhh</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >this is my somewhat 'burden bag' which is very powerfull and invisible,coz it'll nvr burst or over-carry my 'burdens'...</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >a place where i can let go,so that hopefully my life will be easier or lighter...Alleluiah!</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3910010552523156188-2324895064941968454?l=wishywashy-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kelly Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01821865133455447083noreply@blogger.com0