<?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-11265468</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:46:43.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- I walk alone -</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11265468.post-7073449638464491209</id><published>2007-06-10T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T10:15:37.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.O.V.E.D</title><content type='html'>... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://conspiratorialentangledliaison.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://conspiratorialentangledliaison.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-7073449638464491209?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/7073449638464491209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=7073449638464491209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/7073449638464491209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/7073449638464491209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2007/06/moved.html' title='M.O.V.E.D'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-115238785920506939</id><published>2006-07-09T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T03:09:49.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant see wats ahead of me...</title><content type='html'>["one way to kick a habit is to get a new addiction"]- i think i have 1 already but its not exactly mine.....yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if any1 is to see this but still, i decided to blog again after so long... did intend to post something earlier on but halfway thru i juz tot that i would juz delete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast im already in my last yr of poly already. and before typing this, i was viewing my webby which i created during my o'lvl period. though looking back now its a bit childish looking, i intend to preserve tt look afterall. dun think there would be any further updates. those were e days man... slping in class, detention in e foyer, going to e toilet every now n then w/o e need to inform e teacher coz i sat at e back door n our class was juz next to it! n potang-ing sch, giving excuses like dental appointments for my braces (once kena caught by mr karid? our discipline master in e act, b4 reaching e sch gate safely. scary, but thrilling. all i had to do was act cool man.), n later kena lectured by my phy teacher 4 missing too many of her lessons (n she made me cry once ={ however, i sill love phy! =D) ... blah blah blah.. now i understand y ppl always say tt sch life is still e best. ironically, i wanted to grow up sooner. not sure if my idea has changed now, but i do feel kinda old already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e other day went thru my sec sch journal when i was doing a bit of packing, thinking tt i would finally b moving out on my own for awhile but decided not to again. (i juz have a v big prob with e tenants. wanted to move out so damn badly. viewed a few places n had almost made my decision already.i had almost carried out my plan already until i heard tt they will b moving out next month. mayb tts y they tot i always tok crap tts y they nv take me seriously.={ tt was e reason y i was so determined to find a place myself in e first place.) ok back to e journal part, i was reading parts of it n i couldnt quite understand wat i had wrote. spaces were limited and i had to cramp those long stories with as few words used as possible. i came across this part with neo's stories. tt was e time when i was introduced to techno. ha. now when i listen to those songs would juz remind me of him. my fav is still Spirt of Yesterday which he sent me. all e pool sessions with him n andy. n those funny, memorable text msges we exchanged. hints which i din took note of or tried to ignore.... yes i actually took them dwn in my journal! at least when i look back now i know wat was happening during tt period of my life eh... kinda cute leh. yes.... n all e chances tt i have missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till now i still have not learnt to seize opporutunities tt r infront of me.... dumb eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently (n at tis moment) i should be chionging my MP but im still rotting infront of my laptop, tv n n bed. kinda have given up my course totally, juz waiting to graduate n get my dip cert only. i have definitely crossed out e option of furthering IT in a university. hopefully after tt would finally go do wat i had always wanted to, take up design n get a job related to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going sip in overseas for next sem did go thru my mind but those countries werent really appealing to me. i would really like to get e experience of studying overseas, but i guess next time den if there is a chance again. staying in sg wun b a bad idea too coz it means tt i could work n save up for my long awaited hol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prob i would stay on at villa bali and join loof after my exams to earn more extra cash. den i could work w brandon again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at e moment dunno wats he thinking n how he feels about me already. he is like so distant nowadays. if only at tt point of time only he had appeared.. n not 2.-.- he was always interested to know if i had enjoyed e outings n stuff we had. this yr's bday he made it a point to ask me out n tt was kinda sweet, though no big suprises afterall. at e end of e day he would ask n check with me n stuff. did it really matter? even on tt nite at BarNone where his ex was with him all along? (not sure if it was wat i had heard, tt they have broken up already..again.. n i want tt one n only 'o-so-precious' pic tt su ying took of us so badly!!! sad) i juz din know y.. when i was working at Attica, it would make me smile whenever(n tt is like seldom until i worked at courtyard) i c him, though i would always act dao to him. miss all his teasing n irritation. hmmmm n he left shortly after i left for MOS..... think he also understood how irritated i was with the management there, n he also couldnt take it anymore.tt was 1 of e reason i left. but i also wanted to get away from those ppl. sometimes when i was out with them, i would think tt it would not last...n my relationship with them din when i had stopped working there. i was proven right. i wanted to stop living in tt kind of "dream".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e 2nd person i would think of from attica would b A. i think e way i acted sometimes might have given him e impression tt i "jiao ta ji tiao chun", n like wat e other girl said, dunno wat exactly m i thinking... its e fact tt i have been single most of my time, tts y i seem (n i act) as if i dun care about relationship n stuff... but i would really like to snuggle into some1's arms sometimes. which at 1 point of time at dbl0(tt i could remember so clearly... but mayb more than tt) i wanted to hug him tightly like a teddy bear which i gave up after a short n quick squeeze. (i was apparently a bit high too) we din cfm on anything, tt we were together or anything (but mayb it was kinda obvious huh) n whenever we become a bit intimate a tiny bit, shortly after we would act as normal again. kinda awkward... but mayb tts wat u call shy la...or otherwise..we were flirting lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still... i think all along my heart is (n has been) with brandon. yes he is e ultimate winner even though tt time hanz broke e 'not-so-reliable' bad news to him. it broke my heart when he became so cold towards me (especially when he knew B was also interested in me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever it is.. im excited to join loof. however, i think i would wanna have schedule diff from his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like constantly running away from things,avoiding all stuffs....... n i think its bad. its tiring u know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would really like to have long term relationships with ppl....frens.. girls n guys... we always seem to have lost touch after some time. of coz every1 has their own lives... but our frenship really means alot to me. so wat exactly is e prob? i guess its me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-115238785920506939?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/115238785920506939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=115238785920506939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/115238785920506939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/115238785920506939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-cant-see-wats-ahead-of-me.html' title='I cant see wats ahead of me...'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-113144311042898290</id><published>2005-11-08T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T17:30:20.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NNOOOO...</title><content type='html'>2nd day of sch already. still feeling lethargic becoz of work. last wk chiong work all e way coz of public hol n e Bollywood event blah... n also "chiong" (club) la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ya.. first day of sch lost hp le. -.-... i really dun wanna take about it man. in e end din go 4 my psychology lec. (YEAH!!! i got in to my psychology cds!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for zouk's mambo e 2nd time. n really, i dun c much diff in tt place after e renovation except e toilet. thank god pei yuan n his frens were there, else dun think i would have e chance to go on e dance floor. as usual fion n timo were playing 5 10. n i was like ok.. wait till gary's bottle of jack daniels finishes den we will all head dwn. but shortly after we managed to empty e bottle, then came e 2nd. -.- ... like ok.. i tried to help already but a 2nd bottle? no way... yup.. den i left them till e music stops. n kinda funny tt cheryl came dwn to pick us up. well, not bad too... saved us from cab fare. n b4 tt was prata at jalan kayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den last thur was dblo. at first jio quite a no. of ppl, but when we got there most of them din turn up. still.. it was a gd nite. hanz, joan, weiling, alvin, fion, steff, aaron, anselm, suying blah... got to try e flaming lamborgini. coz its in flames, had been thinking whether its as "warm" as it seems while drinking but it wasnt as bad as i tot afterall. later which me n fion bought a total of 33 shots of a mixture of teq and vodka. every1 got a shock when e orders came. even myself. its really kinda scary to c so many shot glasses at one time. by e time we girls got high, it was time to hit e dance floor. nice.... hmm... ya, n i actually tried dancing with su ying. o well.. nvm. shortly after tt came e last song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad tt i couldnt join e rest 4 supper at Bishan. those after work went too. was like.. of all places y there. so far.. moreover fion was like drunk (as usual) so i couldnt juz leave her there with e other girl, hanz n joan went home too... so hack! i din wanna go alone coz e rest already left. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat morning was quite an "on" day too. after work hanz was like toking bout e sale harvey norman was having starting from 9am, so quite a few of us went to check it out. but could have expected it to b a fake. every1 felt conned after realizing wat e sale is actually all about. so some of them left while e few of us who could laugh about it had breakfast at starbucks first b4 heading home. me, edward, brandon, greg, hanz and bailie. though we had been tricked, i like this outing tt we had. i wanna have more of this where we could sit ard n tok cock. but guess wun have any chance like this again coz after work every1 is shagged already, and also supper is provided at attica. im not toking bout those after clubbing or ktv thingy though. so tt morning greg was like our special guest. haha. think tt would b e only time to hang ard with him too coz he doesnt join us on any other days. ={ so sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after working 2 days with him den do we actually tok. got to know him a bit better. he isnt as bad as i had tot coz i always had this impression tt gd looking guys 'mei you yi ge shi hao dong xi'. but seriously he is a gd guy. he knows wat he wants in life and works hard for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[to b cont...]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-113144311042898290?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/113144311042898290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=113144311042898290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/113144311042898290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/113144311042898290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/11/nnoooo.html' title='NNOOOO...'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-113032327702850316</id><published>2005-10-26T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:25:02.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*smiles*</title><content type='html'>love e ktv sessions i had with Attica guys for e past 2 Sundays. Brandon, joan, hanz, fion, kelvin n his funny gf belle... blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e first 1 was e crazy 1. all ktv-ed at cine till 6 in e morn. wow! cant imagined we actually managed to do tt! den later left for breakfast at Mr Bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sun was at a ktv pub. din quite like e place coz their Q for e songs go in alphabetical order. so no matter how long u have selected ur song, u might not even get to sing it at e end of e day. chose fang hao wen's Xing Fu but din have e chance to sing it. &gt;:( wanted to try her songs for a long time liao coz kbox doesnt seem to have them, but now... hai.. nvm.. at least there's a pool table for entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so again Mr Bean was next. afterwhich me, fion n Brandon went Boat Quay coz me n fion dun wanna go back so early. its like this is e last sun for us to hang ard so late b4 our work n sch starts. tts like 2 wks later... hanz n joan joined us awhile b4 heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda nice 4 Brandon to company us becoz of tt which made both of us feel guilty e next day coz he fell sick with a fever. and also.. sometimes i juz dunno how should i treat him. makes me mad n irritated sometimes.... but still, when he gets serious, its quite 'mi ren'. like ya like i always say... 'ren zhen de ren jui mei'. n tt nite he showed tt side of him. he may always seem crappy n stuff, but seriously, every1 of us, even hanz dunno wat is he really thinking inside, though he kept implying that his family v 'wan mei'. he's always trying to keep every1 in high spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully he would open up some day... share with me or whoever he's comfortable with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-113032327702850316?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/113032327702850316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=113032327702850316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/113032327702850316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/113032327702850316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/10/smiles.html' title='*smiles*'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-112902090463258873</id><published>2005-10-11T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T17:37:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet!</title><content type='html'>haha... received my first rose from some1 last sun. it was from brandon. a few days ago he was playing ard with e 2 red rose for attica's entrance den he passed it to me. knowing it was for attica, i gave it back to him n he jokingly said he would go get 1 for me e next day. like... alrite... i wait ah... but din know he would actually go get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but y? hmm... anyway, thanks 4 doing a gd deed. tot i wouldnt receive any flowers in my entire life n have to buy myself a bouquet on my bday to cheer myself up. but this 1 time is gd enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it was a yellow stalk, n dunno whether he gave any to e other girls too, it felt really sweet then. he passed it to me while we were in e office doing closing... so sweet. was like where did he get it from sia.. with a few others ard, he not pai seh i also paiseh ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n hooray! im getting a laptop soon. ahh!!! im so bored at home. i cant play any vcd coz e player is spoilt. argh... watch tv is all i do. i heard from e news tt it makes ppl dumb n pulls them away from e society if u do tt for a long time. *glup* is it already happening to me? have i mentioned im staying alone at my aunt's place? they both have juz moved to their renovated house at e other part of simei. im waiting for my house to b renovated too. but tt'll have to b next yr or even later. both my sis n i r bugging my dad. ya.. otherwise i wun move move back, u hear me dad?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lonely...im so lonely....* i have somehow lost e sense of belonging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know wat i want in e future so as not to make my life seem meaningless, but i dunno how to achieve it. all i can do is wait 1 day after another. with my high expectations for others n thinking about those tt r best for me, its difficult n almost impossible to get wat i have in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-112902090463258873?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/112902090463258873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=112902090463258873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/112902090463258873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/112902090463258873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/10/sweet.html' title='sweet!'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-112520945650429205</id><published>2005-08-28T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T14:10:56.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie of the year is...</title><content type='html'>... the funniest, wackiest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wedding crashers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh...it was laughter all e way. have to say it was a gd choice, wun even have any prob with catching it again. well mayb on vcd.. anyway, it had proved worthy of my $9.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din showed up for work last nite.. =X   hack! as if i &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or we)&lt;/span&gt; care. e management is so damn cock n our welfare is not well taken care of. who e hell bothers or give a damn about e company. e staffs r leaving one after another, n e next will b me. e stuffs i have heard from e other full timer gave me no reasons to cont. working for this unappreciative company. and so many times i have tried not to b racist... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after working so many places, seeing so many things n ppl from all walks of life, most of e managements r damn cock no matter how big e company is. seriously... w/o any doubts, its true. it looks gd on e outside coz no1 sees e ugliness until they r in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz like wat celebrities and those in e entertainment industry says... every1 sees the glamourous side only. i mean.. ya... who would not wanna portray that kind of image to others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-112520945650429205?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/112520945650429205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=112520945650429205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/112520945650429205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/112520945650429205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/08/movie-of-year-is.html' title='Movie of the year is...'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-112497929736640409</id><published>2005-08-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T18:09:13.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday is here again!.. soon i mean</title><content type='html'>but b4 tt its e end-of-sem exams. stress. even if im not being debarred &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(coz of my constant lateness)&lt;/span&gt; for e Operating Systems paper &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which i have no doubt about it. still waiting 4 e "gd" news though),&lt;/span&gt; e results i got back for e case study(assignment), lab test is bad enuff for me to take e sub paper. doubt e marks i scored for e test previously would help much and i definitely wun do any better for e paper in this coming exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for other subjects, all i can say is tt if im lucky enuff, i could juz manage scrape thru and get avg grades for this sem. but tts not wat i want. e other day collected my fren's dip cert on her behalf, n e grades i saw was so much better than mine. although im taking a dip diff from her, it juz made me think "do i wanna get all Cs n Ds printed on my cert at e end of these 3 yrs?". of coz not! it will b damn ugly. seriously..'li bu zong xin' ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz had my cmsk job interview yesterday. kinda cock-ed up while in e rm. knew wat i wanted to ask, to say, but had all forgotten e moment i sat dwn in front of e teacher. was to tell her e programs n applications i had created during my "internship prog", but when she asked me, i stuttered. and e worse thing was tt she had to name them for me. terrible isnt it.. =s like how would she know rite? but guess she knows us best. wat else would we tell her besides e stuffs we had done for all our programming (oopg etc) assignments. haha.. but still alrite. was relieved when she said tt i have done fairly well, not too bad... after all e blah blah blah (my bad points). bleah. i pass can le la. bad news is tt yr 3 we gotta present in e lec hall. *glup. can i skip tt? ={&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i kinda have this bad attitude for learning. "pass can le la". like how far can i go with this "pass can le la". man.. i should b striving hard to b e best! .. eh... kinda give e best of myself i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of this interview, spent $59 on a purple G2000 shirt. happy with it though.. i looked... smart in it. yes i did! hehe (eh.. m i lying to myself? =s) n 1 funny, blur thing i did while i was looking 4 a document bag to go along with e image i was trying to carry. (alrite. e bag wasnt really tt impt) hmm.. how do i share with u.. hmm... better not. too ashamed. too.. sinful! sean knows about it though...=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to say about this disgusting taxi driver i met while was going back to sch. was already late for my tut and he had to say he have no change for my $50 note. was short of $1 small change and he have to 'gua gua jiao', would not let me off no matter wat. it wasnt my fault to have a $50 note with me alrite! n he had e cheek to say i should have told him earlier so he could turn into 1 of e coffee shops or something to change it. crazy fellow. who would first thing board e cab, ask if e driver accepts big notes like $50? he was trying to b funny or something. even after he had stopped his cab, he din even stopped e metre. luckily i did check e amt n told him e actual amt i owe him b4 leaving my bag in e cab to change e note. was like "ni xian zai cai an ah... wo gang cai qian ni liang mao er yi ah.." shit him la. so i changed for a $1 coin on purpose, walked back to e cab, grabbed my bag n passed him e $ w/o a word(actually i wanted to throw e $ at him =x ok.. dun wanna cause too much trouble). gosh..wanted to slam e door so much harder to let him know how fucked up i think he is. tts e attitude he needs man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. i ended up 20mins late 4 my tut. -.- anyway...gotta thank e lady from e cafe @ design sch. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite.. back to e hol mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e trip i was hoping to take this hol wun b happening i guess. juz feel like going overseas. soak up e sun in Bali. shopping in HK... or taiwan? but my sis cant take any leave yet coz she have not worked at her place for a yr yet. so i shall save more money and work harder during this hol. ya... this will b e first time im paying for my own hol trip. with my sis... n hopefully some frens would b able to tag along too. cool~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to sch. its been sucky these few days. n i wonder how long can i hang on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this guy i kinda admire in class. he is such a gentleman n 'hao hao nan ren' . always holding doors to us ladies (4 guys too alrite) n blah blah.. he is e type of guy tt is so hard to find nowadays. helpful, friendly and VERY polite to those ppl ard him. so unlike those 'xin zhong xia zai' de ppl, who treat girls well only to try to woo them. ahh... wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boooooo... i wanna b in a relationship again! i need some1 to share my ups n dwn, my tots with. make me feel.......... i cant pick juz any1 can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends!!! where r u guys???? help!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-112497929736640409?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/112497929736640409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=112497929736640409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/112497929736640409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/112497929736640409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/08/holiday-is-here-again-soon-i-mean.html' title='holiday is here again!.. soon i mean'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111876347706587642</id><published>2005-06-14T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T23:52:16.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(ba da ba ba ba) I'm loving it!</title><content type='html'>have been feeling hyper 4 e past 2 days... hehe. n i think its getting better n better. well mayb only 4 a short period.. however, thank god im out of those bad days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying every single day in sch nowadays, thanks to Sean n e rest for their company. nicknames&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(stalker... blah..hmm.. so, its not only e girls eh..),&lt;/span&gt; jokes n stuff. still feel weird hanging ard with e guys (only guys) though. begining to open up n interact with ppl more after some reflection while lying in my bed e other time. tts gd. dun b too serious, relac, dun give myself too much pressure, juz &lt;strong&gt;go with e flow~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... feeling more comfortable with Sean already after 3 wks of sch. really think tt he is quite a thoughful guy or something. he would get me to join them 4 lec n breaks. e things he does, do not make me feel left out at all at any time. it was totally diff back then when i was still with e girls. 'pei fu' him too. although he is sociable, he also seem tactful enuff in handling some ppl. im trying to learn tt from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving my job more n more. but only 1 thing wun change. i juz dislike tt bar maid of dunno wat name alot! last sat went upstairs to work until i was damn irritated. was trying to make things difficult 4 her too. would give her a slap if i could. cant stand e way she responded to me. asked her 4 help n she somehow could 4get n ignore me after tt. e v first time i was displease with her was when i was trying to get across e bar, she knew i was coming n even asked her to 'siam' already with my hands infront of me, she could still stand there dun move a single step. she juz had to block my path is it? hack! n b4 tt was when i went to e toilet to change n she suddenly came in, tried to b friendly by smiling at her but all she gave was a look, as if she had seen an alien. she is exactly those type of &lt;em&gt;"pretty girl"&lt;/em&gt; i would hate coz she give me tt kind of look saying: &lt;em&gt;"hey im gorgeous, im a fav with e guys. c me flirt"&lt;/em&gt; kinda sort. ok.. guys r attracted to those stuff. all i can say is tt those guys have no brains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more "miss nice woman" ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suay or wat, last Sun went to &lt;strong&gt;Happy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a gay club)&lt;/span&gt; with e rest &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(invited Sam n William too),&lt;/span&gt; n she was there too. wasnt expecting tt, really. as usual, i din tok to her nor even looked at her. tt nite was kinda gd timing coz i had juz finished Bernard's wedding dinner at orchard when Fion called. so my uncle also "sun bian" gave me a ride. n at e same time sam jio me out 4 supper, so i juz asked them along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt place was kinda happening n was packed with mascular guys. woohoo~! ... but not my type though. saw some damn eeky? dance n stuff from e guys there. but i can get through with it. e toilet was an "open concept" sort 4 e guys. of coz it is! its a gay club!...i told william. haha. one time i saw 2 guys coming out from 1 of e 2 cubicles. hmm.. so wat do they do inside together? hehe.. curious. enjoyed while i was there. danced with sam n fren. did e "pole" n stuffs. e rest were all sitting there. boring... i could only really dance at e dance floor coz of e lights n people, so tried to drag them out but failed. ={ b4 tt 3 of us were juz sitting ard drinking n playing some games. was kinda suprised tt e drinks there were kinda ex. =} still... i dun mind going back there 4 e 2nd time. after tt went to tenah merah e coffee shop there 4 tea b4 heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din slp tt nite coz gotta do e report 4 my assignment.so bathed n later jio-ed william out while online 4 breakfast at mac to help me a little. afterwhich he drove me to sch. it feels gd being sent ard.. hehe... n about e assignment, i was guilty of not contributing enuff, most of e work was done by Sean, n e other person was Richie. as usual. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to e lack of slp, was at home after sch, sitting infront of e tv, cleaning out my nail polish, i fell aslp a few times &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(unbelievable!)&lt;/span&gt; tt immediately i cleaning most of it, dropped dead my bed n slept till dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard's wedding dinner tt nite was gd, except 4 e vegetarian dish. drank a mix of red wine, orange soda, tea which later resulted me to have a stomach upset. =} after so long den did i c my cousin's 2 sons tt nite. e eldest is 5yrs old if im not worng. they r really cute. e old 1 is all smiley while e young 1 is always frowning, in deep concentration or something. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;/span&gt; im more attacted to e younger 1, coz i like it when he is frowning away looking serious. =X e 2 brothers r damn cute together too coz they look so loving! lol. e older 1 was like trying to kiss his dear brother, n e other was pushing him away. LOL. CUTE CUTE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CUTE!&lt;/span&gt; omg... i cant stand it! i couldnt stop looking at those 2 brothers tt nite at e other table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems tt a few of my cousins will b getting married soon. 2 more coming up. end of this yr on christmas n another mid next yr. still waiting 4 clement's... his 2 brothers r already married so wondering when will b his turn. he juz keeps saying:&lt;em&gt; "no money ah.."&lt;/em&gt; n really, he look seriously gd with his gf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i juz realised tt im not young anymore. boohoohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when will b my turn? will i ever get married? =} im keeping my fingers crossed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111876347706587642?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111876347706587642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111876347706587642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111876347706587642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111876347706587642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/06/ba-da-ba-ba-ba-im-loving-it.html' title='(ba da ba ba ba) I&apos;m loving it!'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111848864130894502</id><published>2005-06-11T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T19:33:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Automatic supersonic hypnotic FUNKY FRESH!</title><content type='html'>im so into RnB now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a hell of a time at &lt;strong&gt;DblO &lt;/strong&gt;on thurs with e ppl from Attica n their frens. Fion, Hans, Weiling, Brandon, Alfie ++ drank only a little there coz was already feeling high after going there from &lt;strong&gt;MOMO &lt;/strong&gt;so ya.. better control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost got picked or something. Brandon was saying there was a&lt;em&gt; 'se lang'&lt;/em&gt; behind me at e dance floor. kinda felt it or something coz kinda saw a guy on my left facing me, looking at me or something... n i tot he was 1 of their frens until i asked him -.- . den another 2 guys near our table kinda tapped me from behind. after introducing ourselves i juz turned back ard n din further care much of their existence. =X n really steph &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(fion's cousin)&lt;/span&gt; was a gd dancer, definately a gd clubber too. both of us were like e only ones still &lt;strong&gt;"active"&lt;/strong&gt; after getting off e dance floor. lol. n i think guys muz b wondering y do we girls always dance with ourselves like as if we r lesbians. im not quite sure too... mayb tts &lt;strong&gt;GIRL POWER!&lt;/strong&gt; yeah! lol. juz reminds me of KC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when DblO closed at 3, shared a cab back with Weiling while e rest went 4 supper &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(n i tot go back to Momo after tt.. haha..  after which i dun think there's a need. i was shagged enuff already)&lt;/span&gt;. Fion went home with her cousin n fren too coz she really seemed to b dead drunk. at least not to e extent of throwing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 tt was at MOMO with william n his sis n frens. saw their creations hanging from e wall n stuffs &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(they were helping out there, so tts how they got e invitation to its opening)&lt;/span&gt;.  felt kinda weird with them at first &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(w/o Sam ard)&lt;/span&gt; but was kinda relieved later with william's sis's company. a v pretty, friendly lady, made me a bit 'zi bei' only&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (LOL),&lt;/span&gt; but still, felt v comfortable with her. she seemed to b shy n reserved type too so mayb tts y... we saw Fiona Xie, Terrence Chao &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(is he a chiongster or something? i seem to c him everywhere. Devils bar ++ n now here...)&lt;/span&gt; n ++. yeah... it was an opening nite so was not surprised to c celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank about half a jug of vodka n a bottle of Bacardi Breezer there. felt a little dizzy already but not tt high enuff to really groove to e music coz of e crowd and e music. every1 seemed to b bz mingling ard rather than to dance. v few ppl were doing tt at e dance floor. e music was kinda mix of RnB n house, some of which i have heard b4 at Attica. 1 thing i like about there is tt there is a Live room like Devil's! n singapore idol, Beverly was on stage doing her thing! not bad at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, was still kinda boring tt it made me took a cab dwn to meet with e rest at dblO. glad tt i did. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111848864130894502?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111848864130894502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111848864130894502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111848864130894502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111848864130894502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/06/automatic-supersonic-hypnotic-funky.html' title='Automatic supersonic hypnotic FUNKY FRESH!'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111772861723789094</id><published>2005-06-02T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:59:01.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's been... gd?</title><content type='html'>something kinda scary happened to me today. well not exactly. i kinda "slp talk" while i was "semi-awake" with my eyes still closed.my aunt was trying to wake me up for sch, which later i still decided to skip lec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i could remember was when my aunt was toking to me, i said something like "y like tt? den e drink how? blah blah.. " it was something bout e captain's order n e cash stuff if im not wrong. when my aunt was asking me "wat u toking about? slp toking ah u..." den i juz said "o... nothing nothing", coz i knew i was toking rubbish at tt point of time. slp talking u call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno im under alot of stress or something. last wkend wasnt gd at all 4 me. i have resigned e TCC job after long tots about it. n on my last day, i actually quarelled with Zara. i felt so stressed up, tt we should have had more staff tt nite++, n i eventually broke dwn after failing to control myself. it din have to end this way. but hack! i din need to tolerate those shit 4 tt kind of miserable pay. i still dun get wats with this "smoking break" thingy, juz go to hell alright? anyway, it is really tiring to work both day n nite on wkends especially when sch has reopened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111772861723789094?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111772861723789094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111772861723789094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111772861723789094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111772861723789094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/06/lifes-been-gd.html' title='Life&apos;s been... gd?'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111592782742171828</id><published>2005-05-13T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T15:32:40.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wo de zui xiao ren le</title><content type='html'>first: $100&lt;br /&gt;second: broke 2 glasses&lt;br /&gt;third: lost wallet &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in e end only lost $40 n got back my nirc++)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n other more shitty stuffs i believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now: my retainers, e 2nd 1 which i paid 4 $60 bucks to make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn angry. if its me who throw it away i can only blame myself. but its my aunt! of all times now she muz b so hardworking to throw my tissues away which i have been leaving ard e house. n i dun understand how could she not know my retainers r inside when i knew i tore e tissue i used to wrap it, till so small tt one look, u know there's something in it. she muz b blind! even if she dun look at it, how heavy could a piece of tissue b anyway? i think she have lost her sense of touch/feeling too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wats next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;car accident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but usually ppl die b4 their bday rite? not exactly proven though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel numb already. so wat is life? earning bucks, fill our stomachs with 3 meals per day, to ensure our survival in this cruel n ugly world? thanks but no thanks. i dun need, n dun wanna live till above 60. ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking tt sch will b reopening soon in 2 wks make me sian le too. i dread of going back there. poly life should b fun. it was, once. but they made me hate it so much. I HATE TT BITCH! everything was so perfect b4 she came in. y did i have to try to b nice? e ending is always not a happy 1 for them. it happened so many times already but i juz dun learn my lesson. but guess its not wrong to live up to my motto, watever i believe in rite? i dun wanna b a hypocrite. i have seen so many of them already n i juz dun wanna b 1 of them. im not perfect, not n angel, n although i dun really believe in life after death, e bible&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (tts y i have no religion. however, i m not against any1 of them. dear christian, buddist, i m open to anything tt u gotta share.)&lt;/span&gt; , i know i definately going to hell &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(if every1 of us gotta go anywhere after death).&lt;/span&gt; watever, i juz c no point in being fake to e ppl ard u. afterall, is tt wat u like being treated too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X opps sorry, there i go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai...juz change my class please n i will b happier. i dun deny tt my EQ is low, think i met too many &lt;strong&gt;bastards&lt;/strong&gt; to make me lose hope on every human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im already looking fwd to grad from tp n take up my design course. i shall work hard in order to save enuff 4 e fees next time. another reason im so eager is becoz i always think tt i will meet better ppl once i have changed to another environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sick n tired of ppl toking to me sometimes. coz all they say r empty words. meaningless. i feel like shouting at them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUT E FUCK UP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no time to listen to their shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to use tt F-word, which i normally dun &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i only use wth).&lt;/span&gt; but yeah, i think tts how den i can get my message across. think alot of ppl feel tt way too. but seriously, i cant stand those who " wth is wrong with this fucking compuer?!"..... fucking fucking fucking....no meaning at all. like wth r they trying to show? they should know wat tt word means by now rite. i despise those who always have alot of &lt;em&gt;"actions".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n hey hey... now its already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY E 13TH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think there is something going on in a new club in town, but too bad will b working ={ o well, no khaki too so shit ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111592782742171828?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111592782742171828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111592782742171828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111592782742171828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111592782742171828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/05/wo-de-zui-xiao-ren-le.html' title='wo de zui xiao ren le'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111573370388427052</id><published>2005-05-10T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T14:46:23.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wo yao xi mei yun!</title><content type='html'>dunno wats wrong with me these few days, in really bad luck. &lt;em&gt;'ming jiu you yi tiao'&lt;/em&gt;, sui bian ok.. sui bian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost $100 bucks last wk, broke 2 glasses at my work place on sun, n juz now i had to LEAVE MY WALLET IN E TOILET AGAIN! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(when im like trying to pay 4 my hp bills n internet connection on my own, which i still havent paid 4 last month's.)&lt;/span&gt;... as usual. so all i could do was stare into space. sam's fren was saying i was still so calm after all this. like wat else can i do... juz treat it as &lt;em&gt;'xiao zai jie nan' lor&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but juz thinking of e things i could have done with e money i have been working so hard for juz makes me mad. shopping spree, pigging out, ktv......... its funny when u juz wanna save money for rainy days, where it could b of better use n help later, but can only say to urself tt u could have done this n bought tt with it when u lose it. so wat should i really do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway...got my wallet back already, with e cash gone of coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. e whole thing happened like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Bedok 85 for supper after work with sam n fren. i also dunno y suddenly he hyper asked me out. at first asked me wanna go out but too bad i was working, den he suggested supper. so anything. on my way there in e van was kinda scary too. e driver seemed to have gone mad coz of last nite's incident. he is a problematic driver la. isnt it weird to have a driver who is not familar with e roads n dare to drive us home? wth is e boss thinking man? anyway. he kena complained. saw e boss juz now. den this time he drive damn fast le.. he used to travel in such a slow speed tt u can only c every other vehicles overtaking his van. last nite he also kept mumbling "u all any prob can tok to me wat. tell me la. u all know which is e shorter way say la. no need to do this to me wat.." blah blah...den laugh laugh a bit. more than 10 times man. scary man. he drove so fast n kinda dangerously tt me n vin had to grab hold of e handles in e car. had a bit of a prob while going to bedok too, n had to repeat myself tt "i dunno e roads well wat&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.(like as if i drive!)"&lt;/span&gt; still... luckily managed to reach there ard 1.30 after a few U-turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya.. saw Perlin from KC tonite. pretty pretty. n it seems tt i always c her in tube tops o.O. but nice. came TCC with her bf or something for tt Lava cake i have been wanting to try too. CHOCOLATE!!!! heard from Shah tt she is a regular, so of coz special trements too. first is complimentary ice lemon tea, den its oreo cookies. MEN! well... i cant completely blame them can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam's fren also have a great sense of humour la, but same... tok "chim-ly". had prorridge there. den after tt is e toilet incident le. drank too much water so of coz needa go n pee rite. n cfm muz pay 1, n tot on my way back could buy a drink or something so brought my wallet along lor. left it on e toilet roll thingy as usual when i came out. den saw 2 guys n 2 girls. after going back to sit dwn 4 awhile den i remembered about my wallet. when i went back of coz gone lor. both guys suggested to try looking 4 them ard tt area but din c them. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thanks anyway guys)&lt;/span&gt; den we decided to go make a police report since e npp was juz opp. den home sweet home le. ok.. i kinda spoilt their nite. ={&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din sleep though.. chatted with them a bit online. den ard 5+ did i receive a call from e police. was thinking y e hell is my aunt's fren calling at such an early hr, crazy. i dun pick up e phone as usual. den i heard my aunt saying "huh?! which police station? wat happened?" den i knew it was 4 me. so ard 7am den i went back to collect my wallet. at least not tt bad, they still have &lt;em&gt;'liang xin'&lt;/em&gt; to return me my ic n EZ link, money they can take it. after having chee cheong fun 4 breakfast le den i came home n slept. n tt morning heavy downpour made it pur~fect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing kinda fine with my cashier job, now tt i get e hang of it already. =) fun working with e ppl at TCC too but i juz hate tt ZARA. no its not tt brand, tt shop located at Nee Ann City, its a malay girl tt drives me crazy whenever she is working e same shift as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so looking 4ward to go kbox with lini n vin. hehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111573370388427052?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111573370388427052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111573370388427052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111573370388427052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111573370388427052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/05/wo-yao-xi-mei-yun.html' title='wo yao xi mei yun!'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111476700194408205</id><published>2005-04-28T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:13:44.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>illegal ---&gt; legal</title><content type='html'>yesterday din really celebrated my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;18th bday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yeah i can do almost anything now!),&lt;/span&gt; but still i enjoyed myself alot. juz asked gek ling n sohie out for some shopping. actually wanted to look for some casual tank tops for sch but din manage to find any i like. suddenly have e urge to get some accessories. got myself a pair of ear studs coz i fear tt my hole will close &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(1 of them kinda did n it almost made me gotta go pierce again).&lt;/span&gt; looking 4 rings as well. saw 2 black ones at heerens. will b going back there to get 1 of them if i cant find any better ones. both of them bought a white tube top for my bday. like it alot. actually wanted to buy it myself after trying it on but i din wanna get anymore of these kind of clothes. i need more clothes 4 sch. ya la, can wear it to sch with a jacket over, but... not tt appropriate la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for dinner, me n gek went to e small restaurant at taka, opp mos burger or something coz quite a few ppl have said e food there is good, so we decided to check it out! yeah not bad e food, wanna go back there e next time to try their pastas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been dinning at cafes n restaurants for e past few days. &lt;em&gt;Cafe Cartel, NYDC&lt;/em&gt;......think coz i c too much of nice food while working at TCC le. they tempt me VISUALLY coz of e display. gonna try e food soon. kinda enjoy going to these places coz not only e food look gd, e ambience is v gd for chatting n stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. with money, u can do things like tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after dinner met up with pei yuan to go dwn to &lt;strong&gt;Zouk. &lt;/strong&gt;yeah, only e 2 of us. e rest of e ppl &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(both his n my frens)&lt;/span&gt; not on 1 la. HACK! though it sounded boring but actually enjoyed my first time there &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(of coz more ppl would b better la).&lt;/span&gt; tts only after a jug of vodka cranberry. coz drunk=high=hack-wat-ppl-thinks. i muz agree with e rest tt e drinks there r damn ex. but its forgiven coz i think it contains more vodka than those i had at Devils. went for e Mambo nite. like e retro songs n those cute action they danced to. tried to follow their action but could catch up with them. =X it was especially hard when e songs r those i have nv heard of, coz i dunno e lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to &lt;strong&gt;Phuture&lt;/strong&gt;. damn cramp. kena stepped on a few times. like e songs. werent as bad as i had tot of rnb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i think tt its kinda nice if u club with ur bf coz if feels kinda nice when he tries to protect u n holds ur hand to get through to e other side e room. i used to think otherwise. felt it was damn weird. well, it was only 4 a person like me to think tt way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ya, when i was Q-ing up to get e in, e guy who was checking my IC was like " &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(look at e watch)&lt;/span&gt; o.. its ur bday. happy bday!" n after i got in, was waiting to leave my bag at e counter when e rest of e guys were like "who's e bday girl? bday girl! bday girl!" din know how n y they knew about it or wat,den i turned ard. "hey its my bday too today. its his bday too." din really know wat e hack they were trying to do so i juz smiled a bit n walked in. like wat was tt 4... so do i get a free drink or something? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so left e place about 3plus when it closes. n i tot it was kinda early 4 a wed. both of us wanted to wait 4 e morning bus n train coz we cant share a cab at all &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(1 east n 1 north)&lt;/span&gt; so we juz took a cab out back to orchard. den sat at e Mac outside Lido awhile n i suggested walk to Devil's Bar. wanted so much to go in n have a look coz think it closes at 5 if im not wrong, n it was still damn early n damn bored juz waiting. but PY does not satisfy e age requirement. asked him to try to get in, hoping tt they wun check him but he din wan. so we could only sit outside, looking at those drunkards being pulled out by their frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later walked back to orchard MRT again n sat outside. took a bus back while he took MRT. sickening thing was tt my bus had to break dwn at Ubi there. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day b4 had dinner with my aunts n sis at &lt;strong&gt;Margaritas&lt;/strong&gt;. wanted to try something diff so i suggested Mexican food. otherwise i would go 4 Jap like e prev yrs. =D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda enjoyed e food. we had 1 tt we had to wrap it ourselves. there was like e "popiah skin", with few other sauces n beef tt was really tender. btw... tt was e most ex dish of e 3 tt we ordered. $40+. at e end when we got our bill, it was $80+. kinda ex. n my aunt was like saying it wasnt filling, mayb go PW n have hokkien mee. n i told her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"we r not suppose to eat until full, but we r suppose to eat until we r not hungry." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it wasnt really filling but i think it was alrite. though it was ex but at least we had something diff 4 once rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went to PW to collect something. after which we went to have waffle ice cream at &lt;strong&gt;Gelare&lt;/strong&gt; coz it was TUE!!! initially we ordered only 1 large waffle with 2 scoops of ice cream. but after e first 1, even my aunts couldnt help but order another. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;later in e nite, went to meet up with Eric awhile at EP. he wanted to pass me my bday gift. was really suprised tt he had gotten me a pendant from Taka Jewellery coz im not exactly v close to him. tt was like only e 2nd time we met! but hes kinda sweet la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at least better than sam. was hoping for a happy bday wish from him but he din! even when i saw him online in e morning. nvm, i &lt;em&gt;'xiao er ke'&lt;/em&gt;, dun have e right to ask from him anything anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111476700194408205?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111476700194408205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111476700194408205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111476700194408205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111476700194408205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/04/illegal-legal.html' title='illegal ---&gt; legal'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111398591983327927</id><published>2005-04-20T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T14:57:24.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.TCC      2.Attica      3.I NT "ang mo" n SPGs!!!</title><content type='html'>mangaed to get proper slp these few days. lastwk end was working like there is no tomorrow. after my TCC job had to go straight to my next work place. it somehow reminds me of e "&lt;em&gt;qi yue ge tai&lt;/em&gt;". so tt was like working for 15hrs non stop. n i had less than 10hrs of slp during tt 4days &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thurs-sun),&lt;/span&gt; coz by time i reach home n wash up, i could only get 2-3hrs of slp b4 going back to TCC. e last day i couldnt take it n din wanna affect e job further more so i requested to go home early after only 2 hrs of work. -.- yeah n i travelled all e way to HV for tt. but really needa thank e manager for being understanding, n of coz i feel guilty to" "run away halfway".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; still quite happy working there, the managers take really gd care of us. but e prob is tt i still think e pay is too low. no staff meal. n i have to travel all e way to HV. hai... i dunno wat to do. at this moment i still dun enjoy being a waitress. i hate to serve ppl! i dun mind sales, but f&amp;b is a no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; thurs was my first day of training. since it was a thurs nite, there wasnt any crowd. i can say tt our customers were not more than 10. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(they were even &lt;strong&gt;outnumbered&lt;/strong&gt; by e staff)&lt;/span&gt; n quite a few of them walked out after walking in for less than 5 mins. e staff were friendly, crappy, n most of e time they were communicating in hokkien -.- . n guys r guys, keeping their eyes glued onto e girls or ang mos tt walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so din do much on e first day, wat i gotta do is get familar with e acoholic drinks so i would know which r e buttons to press when i gotta key them in e system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya, i find David (1 of e heads) damn "shuai". haha. mayb juz normal looking but seems kinda "man" looking to me though he's a little skinny. he reminds me of a HK actor &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(dunno wat name)&lt;/span&gt; who i kinda like, always acting as either a police or 'hei se hui lao da'. another floor staff also not bad. but e 2nd day is when all of e cute guys r working. saw Fion for e frst time, n she is seriously a head turner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd day&lt;/span&gt; i was in charge of e entry tix counter. lucky me, i gotta sit down, otherwise i would have had stood e whole day. though its v relax, it was damn boring juz sitting there. n there was 1 part where i made a v stupid mistake n i had to have David come up n help me. i totally 4got tt for Amex card i gotta key in e last 4 digit n not swipe e card. den i din know wat to do n made e ang mo man wait so long. he was like "how long more do i have to wait?!" cursing or not i 4got, n David had to apologize to him n stuff. damn pai seh sia. had to trouble him. *glup =X forgive me pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting there i get to c alot of funny things n ppl. there was another time i heard from e rest tt a guy grabbed a girl's butt n e manager actually confronted him n asked him to leave. but he somehow din wanna listen, pushed him too n e manager had to "drag" him out. n e guy somehow fell on e steps. at first i tot he was dead drunk or something. blah blah.. n those girls flirting with e bouncers to get free entry or something&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (coz e 1 downstairs n e 1 upstairs which i was working at had to pay for e entry separately).&lt;/span&gt; -.-""" n some guys trying to b funny n stuff. like watever... i dun take these shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3rd day&lt;/span&gt; get to work upstairs e cashier at e bar with another girl &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i so-dun-like e barmaids).&lt;/span&gt; this day they had some event going on, had a mini "live band" playing e sax n drum. no singing though. not bad, played some familar songs instead of e usual House music. it was damn bz but i had fun. i hate those who kept ordering drinks from us cashiers &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which is something not uncommon),&lt;/span&gt; so i try alot not to notice them, but if i do i will juz point at e bartenders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt nite my counter we were short of $21 bucks. $10 masters n $11 cash. charged e credit card wrongly but i seriously dunno wat happened to e $11. e other counters were worse, short of above $100 or something, cash or watever im not so sure. n of coz they checked every1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; i become so NT them after e 2nd day of work there. [...b continued]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111398591983327927?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111398591983327927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111398591983327927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111398591983327927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111398591983327927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/04/1tcc-2attica-3i-nt-ang-mo-n-spgs.html' title='1.TCC      2.Attica      3.I NT &quot;ang mo&quot; n SPGs!!!'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111338448896165860</id><published>2005-04-13T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:30:46.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workaholic?</title><content type='html'>woohoo~ received a call from e pub this morning. going for training tomolo. hai, y din they call me earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they actually asked me to go tonight but too bad... working at Holland Village till 12.30 later. yeah, tts e place TCC posted me to, n its damn far! but, i might or might not ask 4 a transfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my first day there. din do much though coz in e afternoon its damn quite there. only till e evening den all e "ang mo" come out. n tts when my 1st day of work ends. really nice ppl there. e supervisor was damn crappy, n funny in a way. he briefed us thru e new menu with us b4 we left which i think is really helpful. there will b food tasting next wk! =D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah, another guy was there his first day too. he's from tp, n i found out tt he is a fren of a classmate of mine. wat a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really keen to work behind e bar. but i will have to perform really well b4 i learn how to become a barista. but i doubt so. still not really comfortable being a waitress. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(jia you ba!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;moreover if i get to continue to work at e pub as a cashier, i dunno how i can concentrate on e TCC job. both bz periods r like at night n on wkends. both schedules r like gonna clash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n when sch reopens...god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aahhh!!! gotta really plan my time well if i really do 2 jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111338448896165860?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111338448896165860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111338448896165860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111338448896165860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111338448896165860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/04/workaholic.html' title='Workaholic?'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111269932925796280</id><published>2005-04-04T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T21:57:41.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jia 事</title><content type='html'>lunched at pw with dad again b4 going to his place 4 KTV. SHIOK! chatted a little, n he commented tt im not as hot tempered as b4. i used to quarrel with him whenever i go back. well mayb coz im NOT staying with him at e moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda looking forward to go back n stay. tt is only after he have packed his stuff. i also hope he would actually do some renovation 4 e house, but im so sure if he has e money. even if he can afford it most prob he wun agree to it. my sis is gonna design HER OWN ROOM and he already &lt;em&gt;'gua gua jiao'&lt;/em&gt;. he said "&lt;em&gt;zhuo dao zhe yang mei zuo she meh? gei ren jia kan you zhen yang? lang fei qian. ni du shu jiu hao le, xiang zhe meh duo.&lt;/em&gt;' but i told him not only tt, for goodness sake, his house is like shit le lor. moreover tt place juz finished upgrading, e windows and doors are all new. at least u do nicely already u c also feel comfortable rite. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... mayb i think too much tt i will b sharing e master bedroom with my sis, but actually she is doing e room 4 herself. -.- like ok.. den i take another room of coz. den where my dad slp? both she n my aunt thinks tt he should slp in e small room which we tot it should b used as a store room. if not in e living room, with his mattress or e foldable bed he have been slping in all these yrs. i juz dun think its rite tt its his house n he dun get a room for himself. ya.. like share room with me? pls... though he is doing shift work, still, i dun wanna slp in e same room with my DAD. even if i do 2 of us should get e master bedroom. y is it tt my sis get to choose? she doesnt own e e house or anything. does she even know we should 'ying shui si yuan'? still, even if i dun agree to e things my dad did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz find tt my sis have been v selfish. always have to do things her way. my dad have spoilt her. as in whenever she does something he do nothing much, until now tt if he wants to stop her, he does not have e ability to do so. those times she acted as if she owned some of e things i needed to use, like e pc. its a small thing, but to me, it isnt. whenever she doesnt need e thing anymore, she will cooly say tt "&lt;em&gt;u can have it&lt;/em&gt;". like wth. it made me mad, coz when i asked for something from her, she always &lt;em&gt;'ju jue'&lt;/em&gt;. n when she asks from me, she always dun have to do it more than 5 times. she would use "force" anyway. i seriously dunno wat kind of sis i have. though she have spent some money on me, she hasnt done much as a sis. e other time when she had a fever i took a cab dwn to buy her dinner. like as if she would do anything like tt 4 me. nv once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always think tt my aunts r really bias. mayb i have been rude to them at e v begining, but if i din felt tt way, y would i even have acted tt way? yah.. she may b earning big bucks now, saving alot, unlike me still living off my dad, getting allowances still n needing him to pay my bills &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i pay my own entertainment, daily essentials n those extra stuffs k)&lt;/span&gt;, but who knows next time. they can jolly well wait 4 her to repay them next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e more u earn, e more u spend.&lt;/strong&gt; i cannot agree more on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEEDA GET A JOB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows, mayb i will cont to stay outside. rent a rm or something.... dun think i can get any frens to stay outside with me. erm..... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is any1 renting out a rm or something? contact me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if i have e ability, i would have moved out n stay on my own already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dislike this environment im in now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i need a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to grow up and start working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111269932925796280?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111269932925796280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111269932925796280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111269932925796280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111269932925796280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/04/jia.html' title='Jia 事'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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-11265468.post-111268351516316315</id><published>2005-04-03T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T21:57:12.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday wk1 - I LOVE THE MARQUEEEE~</title><content type='html'>Woohoo~ at last got a new template. did some changes to e actual template. kept e pic but created e buttons n e header myself. wanted to do rollover buttons, but when i managed to do tt, it seems tt e buttons wun display e stuff i want to display on e page when clicked. o well... try again some day. n i love the &lt;strong&gt;marquee&lt;/strong&gt; k... i think its really cool with e blog song. tried really hard to make e lyrics coordinate togther with e song. sing along if u wan. haha. actually wanted to have Zhang Jing Xuan's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to go with my blog's "&lt;em&gt;theme&lt;/em&gt;", but failed to find it, as well as e other songs tt i had in mind, came across this so juz use it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MON:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not it was e 3rd time i stepped into tamp library in my life, and 1st to actually borrow bks from there. considering tt i have been staying here for e past 8 yrs, tt is like... LONG. e first 2 time either to borrow e toilet or to try and prepare for my O's which was like 2yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a nite run as usual. ran to expo, along e road which somehow leads to e &lt;em&gt;Changi Airport&lt;/em&gt;, and across e bungalows back to &lt;em&gt;Melville&lt;/em&gt;. then i would run 2 rounds at e park near my house b4 climbing 8 storeys high back to my house. realised my stamina has improved a little after putting some effort to make this a routine, running at least 3-4 time a wk. i could almost continuously run back w/o stopping. but mayb i should stop climbing e stairs. i think it kinda makes my calves bigger &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(though it should b working on my thigh muscles since i take 2 steps at a time).&lt;/span&gt; mine is like ugly enuff. juz gotta tone up my thighs. =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Roxy Square's coffee shop for "&lt;em&gt;Teochew Mui&lt;/em&gt;" with my dad b4 going for an interview at &lt;strong&gt;Kinokuniya&lt;/strong&gt;'s with my Temasek portfolio containing all my certs&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hei hei.. 'pai shang yong chang le ba'..).&lt;/span&gt; there were quite a few who went 4 tt. i will have to wait for 2wks then will i receive e gd news. tt is if there is any for me. dun think i will get picked too, coz... i only "read a little"? ya, i actually told tt guy tt. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked ard a bit and was so tempted to shop. shop as in to actually buy something and not only WINDOW shopping... bought a pair of flip flops. but think i need to get another 1, with a harder base. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bus back with Yong Sheng since he was outside, currently looking for a pt job too &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(he stays at Melville).&lt;/span&gt; cant believe im like toking to him now coz e other time me, and those girls i used to hang ard with, started not toking to him n those who r his khakis now. we were quite pissed about some stuffs tt time. i dun deny tt i din badmouth them a tiny bit when they were bitching too. but i somehow acted more '&lt;em&gt;dao&lt;/em&gt;' than them coz i dun believe in being a &lt;strong&gt;hypocrite&lt;/strong&gt;. i mean, i juz could not do anything like faking a smile whenever i c them. o well, its e past. he trying to b friendly so anything, i m not together with e girls le anyway. alone now. so like how '&lt;em&gt;dao&lt;/em&gt;' can i act rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WED:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". it wasnt really as funny as i tot after watching e trailer on tv. mayb i wasnt in e rite mood. bleah. but i really wanna watch a comedy. thinking of checking out "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Pacifier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". hmm.. yeah.. i so much wanna rent vcds but e stupid vcd player isnt working, "&lt;em&gt;M-ERROR&lt;/em&gt;" like wth is tt. i seriously dunno wat had happened to it. think its my aunt's tentants. they seriously dunno e meaning of "&lt;em&gt;renting out rms&lt;/em&gt;". watever. its not my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THUR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got Ros to accompany me to go 4 interview at some pubs in Boat Quay. n she actually pulled an 'ah beng' &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(her bf's fren)&lt;/span&gt; along. his actions and e way he walks juz disgust me. i felt so ashame to walk beside him. went to &lt;strong&gt;The Penny Black&lt;/strong&gt; but think it kinda cocked up &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(he really din call me e next day).&lt;/span&gt; coz tt stupid 'ah beng' had to on e mp3 player so loud tt e music could b heard thoughout e rm! and e worse was tt e person had to ask him to lower dwn e vol. great! he muz b thinking this girl cfm '&lt;em&gt;hao bu dao na li qu'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop was &lt;strong&gt;The Attica&lt;/strong&gt;. really cool place there. din actually got interviewed coz i waited 4 more than 30-45mins n i left after only filling up e form. e other said would get her to call me but i doubt so. e other 2 malay girl actually got interviewed coz think they were going for e waitress position and i was after e cashier position. different ppl i guess. another girl was waiting outside a rm for e accountant too. came back to get her pay. was a cashier too. and she was like saying "&lt;em&gt;u wun wanna stay here for long&lt;/em&gt;". hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those places are not exactly my kind of environment, but i juz go for e high pay they r offering. $7/hr. its like how many hrs i work only even if my sch reopens, e amt of money is much more compared to $5/hr i used to get. tt is alot of difference. yeah my fren have a fren working as a waitress at &lt;strong&gt;The Attica&lt;/strong&gt; too. if i get e job at least i have a company. this Fion girl juz graduated her Law course from tp. WOW. really friendly. toked to her a bit thru e phone and gotta know a bit of tt place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner walked suntec a while b4 heading bugis with Ros and another girlfriend of hers. sometimes its really nice to meet ur fren's frens u know. then when u wanna do stuffs in a big group u know who to ask. i kinda like tt casual handbag at &lt;strong&gt;Dorothy Perkins&lt;/strong&gt;. soft, denim material, 1 i have been looking for. e price is not rite 4 me. yeah i know '&lt;em&gt;yi fen qian yi fen huo'&lt;/em&gt;, but now i juz cant afford n dun bare to splurge on these stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought tt pink &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(wanted e black 1 actually)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;glittery skirt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i had been eying for a long time at bugis village, n a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lime green canvas handbag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(enuff of "black" stuff pls)&lt;/span&gt;. din really dared to buy anything for e past few days while i was in town coz this is e dangerous period when i think i would b wasting my money on junks if i m out shopping alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yeah.. tt "&lt;em&gt;skirt&lt;/em&gt;" sales girl is damn friendly, we chatted with her quite a bit. so sweet! n erm.. i dunno y she had to "&lt;em&gt;tickle&lt;/em&gt;" my chin when i kinda pout my lips when i failed to 'sha jia' with her. hmm... hey, dun get me wrong, not trying to act cute or anything. coz i know im not cute at all. even if i try to.... bleah. failure sia.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRI:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suki buffet. waited so long for it but din enjoy as much as i did b4. suprisingly i took only 2 plates from e belt n e rest was from e tepanyaki corner. e seaweed was so-not-fresh alrite. wondered how long have e sushi(s) been on e belt 4. =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later went for e &lt;strong&gt;Anderson's&lt;/strong&gt; ice cream interview. -.- ... alot of ppl were there too. mg... pls call me back next thurs with gd news... =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go drink too for a long time but too bad, eric called me only after i have reached home. was too lazy to go back to bugis again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WKENDS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din do much. tv. slp. and i cant stop eating. bleah. watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;An Interview with a Vampire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Congeniality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(instead of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Xiang zuo zou, Xiang you zou'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; n a little of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Singapore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i muz comment tt some of e girls' smiles r so damn fake tt they make me wanna puke. =P~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11265468-111268351516316315?l=stuck-upkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/feeds/111268351516316315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11265468&amp;postID=111268351516316315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111268351516316315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11265468/posts/default/111268351516316315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stuck-upkid.blogspot.com/2005/04/holiday-wk1-i-love-marqueeee.html' title='Holiday wk1 - I LOVE THE MARQUEEEE~'/><author><name>Li.di.ya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13385154321844026744</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>
