<?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-31832726</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:15:21.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ ANERES-ERENA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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>416</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31832726.post-8546149969592315582</id><published>2009-10-20T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:58:11.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally 21! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for the midnight sms-es and calls and FB messages! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going to rest at home today before heading out with baby. He said he's going to bring me somwhere =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is purply day! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sum up for the past few days' celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday; Had family dinner at Melben Seafood. The food wasn't that nice lah. But two tables cost Daddy almost $750. Then headed to K Garden, all kept sabo me into drinking. Ended up vomit at my house's bus stop. Now I really hate Martell Coke/Green Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday; Sushi Tei with loves! Thanks for the handmade love! Really love it a whole lot man! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday; Colleagues sabo me again! But they had a good time laughing. I'm the birthday girl as well as the clown. LOL~ Appreciated everything! Including trying so damn hard to hide me at one corner so you all can prepare everything as a surprise! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please refer to Facebook for more photos! I'm off! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8546149969592315582?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8546149969592315582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8546149969592315582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8546149969592315582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8546149969592315582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally-21-thank-you-all-for-midnight.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5336604929340497250</id><published>2009-10-16T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:08:17.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from BKK on Wednesday afternoon! I have no time to blog at all. Because having enough rest is more important than anything else! I've to wake up early to prepare for work the next day. But work is a breeze yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to deliver T&amp;amp;CO gifts to companies. Went around Raffles place and search for the companies! Cool! &amp;amp; today, went to Sungai Kadut with Kelly to sell scrap (useless metal pieces) to dealers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun experiences! Got to sit those big big lorry leh! COOL SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think girls will like it, 'cause it's quite dirty! But for me, I don't mind lah! Experience something new! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melben Seafood and K Garden with family tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi Tei with loves on Sunday! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - I'll be updating quite often in Twitter! If I did not update my blog, read my tweets ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelovelove many many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5336604929340497250?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5336604929340497250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5336604929340497250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5336604929340497250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5336604929340497250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-from-bkk-on-wednesday-afternoon-i.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5973129897111165735</id><published>2009-10-09T08:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T08:47:48.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two things to do;&lt;br /&gt;- Need to buy all the necessities.&lt;br /&gt;- Pack my stuffs for BKK trip on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will have enough sleep. Because you know what? I'm going to club tomorrow night! &amp;amp; imagine I have to wake up at 7am the next day! Omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say when you are overseas, you won't feel tired at all! I hope it's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANA, WITH LOTSA LOVESSSSS~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5973129897111165735?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5973129897111165735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5973129897111165735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5973129897111165735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5973129897111165735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-things-to-do-need-to-buy-all.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3830100046887058057</id><published>2009-10-04T19:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:56:33.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had lunch with Boyf at Vivo's Sushi Tei as a celebration for our 5th monthsary! Haven't seen my boy for 6 days already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear Sushi Tei is one of my favourite restaurant! The sushi there are much more better than Sakae Sushi or Suki Sushi. But when you have some money and you want to have Japanese food, Sushi Tei is the choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for less than 10 minutes to get a place. Lucky for us, we got the seats just next to the view! The food came in less than 5 minutes! Very good service! 'Cause I'm starving like don't know what already! I had Cha Soba, boyf had some miso ramen, I forget already. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soft shell crab sushi and tempura are yum yum yum! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src='http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/2548/img0008tile.jpg'&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena loves Japanese food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to bear with another 5 more working days! I can't wait for my getaway! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3830100046887058057?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3830100046887058057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3830100046887058057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3830100046887058057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3830100046887058057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/10/had-lunch-with-boyf-at-vivos-sushi-tei.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7352725132355506165</id><published>2009-10-03T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:47:59.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src='http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/7503/i21062009093jpgcopy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5th monthsary boyf! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Happy 5th monthsary to Cally darling and her boyfriend as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired now. Off to bath and sleep. Stupid boyfriend is coming over when he book out from camp at 1159 hours. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi Tei tomorrow! LOVES! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7352725132355506165?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7352725132355506165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7352725132355506165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7352725132355506165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7352725132355506165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-5th-monthsary-boyf-3-happy-5th.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-4350102580830799838</id><published>2009-09-27T12:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T12:51:49.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, I've some time to do a proper update. So lazy to edit photos and stuffs. Sigh, so troublesome! Luckily, there's PhotoScape to help me! I'm so lazy to edit photos with PhotoShop so everytime I just pilled everything inside PhotoScape! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, PhotoShop is still the top choice if you want your photos to look prettier and nicer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During July (I know it's like ages ago), I secretly went to buy Liverpool tickets for boyf. That crazy guy is a crazy Liverpool fan. And me? I don't know anything about soccer lah. I only know who is Beckham. Lol. You know how much efforts I took to get the tickets? I think I'm damn &lt;em&gt;ka lan ka bo&lt;/em&gt; that day. ZZZ. 88 bucks per ticket leh! Wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyf suddenly told me Liverpool is going to Clarke Quay for the boat ride on a Saturday. So I went with him, I mean I have to right?! Lol. Sweat like a bloody pig lor! The weather is like wtfyou-zomg hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/DSC04765-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/DSC04780-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, had our lunch at Waraku! One of my favourite restaurant! ♥ Corn soup loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/DSC04785-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual day for the Liverpool match is 26th July. Everybody was wearing red! So cool! It's damn exciting! The feeling is so different when you are watching the match in front of the tv. When Liverpool scored, everybody will be like, GOALLLLLLLLLL! Final score is 5-0. I don't know why Singapore didn't get to score at least a goal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/DSC04792-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/DSC04793-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yes! That packet of H TWO O cost 2 bucks. Wtf? So expensive lor! Wth. But we've no choice because we can't bring in our own water bottles. Lol. Boyf drove me back home and rest early to go back to work on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back for more updates! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-4350102580830799838?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/4350102580830799838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=4350102580830799838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4350102580830799838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4350102580830799838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-ive-some-time-to-do-proper.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-694620709278812095</id><published>2009-09-26T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T14:45:57.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Off to prepare! Going to visit my little cousin later with boyf. I really hope she's feeling better now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-694620709278812095?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/694620709278812095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=694620709278812095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/694620709278812095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/694620709278812095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/09/off-to-prepare-going-to-visit-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7109681859962218860</id><published>2009-09-24T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:20:53.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Serena is on the verge of breaking down anytime. Life sucks to the maxxxxxxx, and I don't have time to relax at all. All those shits keep coming, nabei chaobyebye. I just can't find anybody to talk to, anybody to like you know, vent my sadness and anger on. Life is just so damn screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me. I can't be bothered to say things out. Because I always think that no matter what, nobody will really listen to me. So I won't ever bother or care about my own supid things, I will just stone there for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucks as well. It's really hard to tell whether who is real and who is fake now. I'm just as fake as them, I realised. As time goes by, I'm numb by all those things already, till the extend that I really can't be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are following me in Facebook, that motherdog maid stabbed my beloved cousin that I dote a lot on, 3 times at her back and slashed both of her wrists. She's just 7 years old. Sigh, fucking terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got to know the news yesterday night. I do not know what exactly happened. But no matter what, don't fucking use the chopper or anything dangerous to harm other people. Because I believe, how bad or how good you treat other people, they will treat you the same. Even if they are out to harm you, you're not suppose to take revenge on them. They will have their own karma soon. Why stoop to the same level as them? Isn't that a fact?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm getting fatter. I shall go for jogging everyday already! I don't wanna end up being so fat, later boyfriend dump me, then how?! LOL! BKK trip is just 2 weeks away. I need a break man, seriously. I can foresee that I'm going crazy very soon. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7109681859962218860?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7109681859962218860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7109681859962218860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7109681859962218860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7109681859962218860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/09/serena-is-on-verge-of-breaking-down.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-8169195209501787595</id><published>2009-09-10T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:35:41.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, air tickets and hotel are settled last night! :D I was super tired after seeing so many hotels and shits. Planning an overseas trip is not an easy task man. You have to do a lot of research and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still happy! I'm waiting for the day to come! One more month to go! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8169195209501787595?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8169195209501787595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8169195209501787595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8169195209501787595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8169195209501787595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-air-tickets-and-hotel-are.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6943993598015002610</id><published>2009-09-09T09:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:28:12.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>09 September 2009,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is 09092009.&lt;br /&gt;I believe many people will tie their knot at ROM.&lt;br /&gt;So have you said "I love you" to those people you really love and care about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to now, I've like so many people I love! :D You know why? They know me inside out already! Like my temper, my likes and dislikes, my character, my different patterns, etc. I don't need a lot of friends. I just want true friends to stay by my side. Just a few will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends come and go, but how many are willing to stay by your side forever? I know there isn't anything as forever. What I meant is how many true friends are willing to stay by you till the day you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are fated to be together this lifetime. Some people are just a chapter of your life. Some are people you don't need in your life. Because they have done enough to make your life miserable. So just forget about them, I believe I can live even happier without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To baby boy,&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sorry for my bad temper, unreasonable attitude and shits. I admitted that I'm almost a perfectionist myself. &amp;amp; I know no matter how shitty I show my attitude to you, you always have a way to make me laugh in the end. You are the first guy who can do it. And I really salute you for that because my past relationships, no guy had ever done it. Please please please try to bear with my straightforward-ness. I know you are used to it but I still feel guilty whenever I know I said something wrong to hurt you. Thanks for being there everytime I need to scream my complaints out. That really helps a lot. You always tell me, no matter what, you will be the first to be there. Everytime I said I love you to you, it really comes from my heart (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Darlings, &lt;/strong&gt;I'm very sure that this friendship will go very far! Because we have each other! I love you people many many! Cheers to us having a strong friendship in the long run! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6943993598015002610?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6943993598015002610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6943993598015002610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6943993598015002610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6943993598015002610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/09/09-september-2009-today-is-09092009.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6352834935522832646</id><published>2009-09-07T08:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:36:30.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a day out with baby on Sunday along with his friends. Went to Iluma for G Force! :D Uber cute movie! CL wanted to go prawning and I was screaming like mad when I heard it. HAHAHA! I love prawning to the maxxxxxxxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But baby said we shall go next time. Sianzxzxzxzxzxz. Must bring me along if any of you are going prawning okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Oct to arrive! Like why the hell time pass so slow? Although, I know it's damn fast already. HAHAH! Off to work! BYE PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDITED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month feels like years! TMD~ Gonna book air tickets and hotel tonight with babyboy! I hope he can settle all this by tonight! We kept dragging for like donkey years already. And I wonder 4 days 3 nights is it enough? Or should we like extend it? HAHAHAHA! I feel like staying for one more day longer leh! =P *hints to boyfriend*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6352834935522832646?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6352834935522832646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6352834935522832646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6352834935522832646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6352834935522832646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6966858425562582149</id><published>2009-08-28T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:44:03.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SpclOGNj9PI/AAAAAAAABEc/v-eweTQQYqQ/s1600-h/3766770991_1146fde069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374805604405867762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SpclOGNj9PI/AAAAAAAABEc/v-eweTQQYqQ/s320/3766770991_1146fde069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a sucker watching this kinda gore movies. It's bloody enough to make me cover my eyes almost all the scary parts. In the end, everybody died lah, as usual. I can't remember any survivors in all 4 Final Destination I've watched so far, except for one girl in FD 1 or 2 who kept herself in the mental hospital or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've no problem watch horror movies okay. But please spare me from gore movies. I don't like the sight of seeing people being smashed into pieces or whatever. Delphine sat beside me yesterday and she can happily eat her hotdog and nachos lor! Pray her man! I saw the person in the movie kena smashed into pieces or body kena burn, left with the flying fire head, I lose my appetite already! =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss my baby boy! He's having his exams at 4pm. And I shall go home after work to prepare for DBL O. Loves all. Shall upload photos taken at Eugene's house when I got it! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6966858425562582149?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6966858425562582149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6966858425562582149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6966858425562582149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6966858425562582149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sucker-watching-this-kinda-gore.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SpclOGNj9PI/AAAAAAAABEc/v-eweTQQYqQ/s72-c/3766770991_1146fde069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31832726.post-2691323464528096582</id><published>2009-08-26T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:55:10.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on leave tomorrow! YAY! Finally got a day rest at home. Will be pre celebrating Eugene's birthday tomorrow. Heehee. And I'm meeting baby boy on Friday night at DBL O for CL's birthday. Wth, so long never go there already! Used to be Darling and my favourite hangout. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog tomorrow, if I have the time to do so! (: BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2691323464528096582?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2691323464528096582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2691323464528096582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2691323464528096582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2691323464528096582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-on-leave-tomorrow-yay-finally-got.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2135992042369217550</id><published>2009-08-24T08:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:33:56.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baby has been very understanding for the past few weeks. Because this bitch girlfriend of his had been throwing tantrums whenever she got a chance to. Sometimes when shits happen, you either get yourself into trouble or you can just avoid it. And I don't like the feeling when shit happens, I avoided it the first time, but cannot run away from it the second time. Bloody hell. It sucks big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menses is gone for now. I'm glad that my cheerful side is slowly regaining. LOL! I've been very very very stupidly-emotional for some shit-knows-why reasons. So yeah, I'm happy now! :D At least, I know people around care for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack a little. Baby and I went to Bugis yesterday. Coincidentally, CL and his girlfriend was on the way there too. So we had Burger King for lunch. The stupid burger is so dry, omfg. Thumbs up for Mexican drumlets though! :D The curry drumlets Baby bought is like shit, he said it's not nice lah. And I really trust his taste for food. If he say it's nice, it's nice. If it's not, it's like shit already. Saw Wei Ming there too. I think we all have a lot of fate ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my HK watch fixed and got the straps changed. Pink straps and new battery! 28 bucks in total. Bloody hell expensive. But I don't really care about the cost. As long as it's working for me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ji De Chi Dessert and You Ji duck mee sua for dinner. They wanted to eat steamboat initially. AIYO! I think I go out with them like that, I sure fat until die one! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye! Time to start work already! Still my usual phrase, it sucks to be here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2135992042369217550?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2135992042369217550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2135992042369217550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2135992042369217550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2135992042369217550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-has-been-very-understanding-for.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3090190216868866994</id><published>2009-08-14T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:53:09.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took a day off from work and outside world! I really need to take a break, if not I'll be the one going crazy. dinner at Subway is like shit! The person did not add veggie for me and the barley is like plain water! I was going mad, I tell you. Imagine I came all the way from CBP to Jurong Point just to eat this kind of shit? I might as well eat homecook food? ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend wanted to bring me to go Ji De Chi Dessert since I was very unhappy with the stupid shit. But I told him, I don't have any appetite to eat already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I hate guys who are not gentlemen at all! If you are so stingy, please stay at home and rot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, bad mood please go away! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3090190216868866994?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3090190216868866994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3090190216868866994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3090190216868866994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3090190216868866994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/08/took-day-off-from-work-and-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3061155860964754216</id><published>2009-08-12T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:12:30.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been very happy recently. Maybe it's due to PMS shits (I predict) and of course, the horrible work. I wish I can take a break from everything and do something I like. Anyway, it's hard to please everyone lah huh? I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think life is just so unfair! What's fair is that everyone have to die one day? Sooner or later thing only. Unfair as in like a lot of areas. But I learn to take things easy already. If I had a bad day at work, I will just go to sleep early. No point getting angry, getting frustrated, throwing temper over things. It doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have the tendency to spend money on things I like when I'm in a bad mood. It's like becoming a habit. And I don't know is it a good thing or a bad thing? Because I don't vent my frustrations on people anymore. Then I will think of spending money on myself to make myself feel better. What a stupid way to vent anger and frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I'm always out shopping alone myself before boyfriend comes. Then he will have to help me carry all the things including my bag. LOL! I'm a fucking spendthrift. FULL STOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a better day! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3061155860964754216?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3061155860964754216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3061155860964754216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3061155860964754216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3061155860964754216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-havent-been-very-happy-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5139009116820579951</id><published>2009-08-11T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:54:27.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a bad day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just screwed up =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, wanna act kiang, but ended up it's gei kiang. &lt;br /&gt;Another, use mouth say only, no actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what's more?&lt;br /&gt;You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I better find other way out for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Like, finding another job or something?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm better off elsewhere (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of this place man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for October to come!&lt;br /&gt;Which means two getaway trips for my 21st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEE WHOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to end a bad day is to sleep early! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5139009116820579951?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5139009116820579951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5139009116820579951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5139009116820579951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5139009116820579951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/08/had-bad-day-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3048290322510793839</id><published>2009-08-10T09:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:55:39.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img198.imageshack.us/img198/6034/upps4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is super super cute and funny! You all should go watch it! Heehee. I'm so looking forward to this movie ever since I saw the preview! :D I really love the characters! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I kept laughing throughout the whole movie! Loveloveloves! Boyfriend kept dig out the popcorn with caramel for me. 'Cause I only eat those caramel coated popcorn. LOL~ Am off for breakfast and then head out with boyfriend! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3048290322510793839?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3048290322510793839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3048290322510793839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3048290322510793839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3048290322510793839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-1219221053407679501</id><published>2009-08-08T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:10:21.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not in a not good mood now.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend has left for G.I Joe with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;I decided not to go, because I'm so not in a good mood!&lt;br /&gt;F.U.C.K!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat with cousins also screwed up, ended up not going too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very frustrated today.&lt;br /&gt;Everything just don't go well leh. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-1219221053407679501?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/1219221053407679501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=1219221053407679501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1219221053407679501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1219221053407679501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-not-in-not-good-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7357711732148147160</id><published>2009-07-31T08:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:29:10.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You guys miss me? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left this blog rot for 2 weeks already. Can't be bothered/lazy to blog. Everyday I came home, I always slept at 9pm if I didn't hang out outside after work. But I'm still feeling tired all the time, as usual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I found a dead cockroach in my room. I think it's the same little fucker who flew into my room last few weeks. Boyfriend use the mosquito &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;repellent and sort of sprayed it in its eyes. It went crazy and hide somewhere. Lol. The funny thing is I gave boyfriend the wrong repellent, if you read it again. 'Cause I'm like damn ga lan ga bo, I almost knock myself against the table. So stupid right? I think I'm damn clumsy lor! Buay tahan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Side note: I'm sick of working here. Some people even treat me as a rubbish bin! WTF! *Points middle finger*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7357711732148147160?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7357711732148147160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7357711732148147160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7357711732148147160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7357711732148147160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-guys-miss-me-lol-i-left-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7657608448832991727</id><published>2009-07-18T14:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:05:35.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/34noaqv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just half of it ok? LOL!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought lotsa shit to office! Actually, shouldn't buy so much. Always have the tendency to take out from the drawer and eat! Which makes me fatttttt. Fats are sucha fuckers. LOL! Boyfriend say I'm getting fat! =( I should eat lesser now and exercise more! Which reminds me, boyfriend is bringing me to East Coast for cycling tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I'm having my menses (cramp) now, oh how great!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2hg92dj.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate this yesterday! Oh so fucking nice! Heehee. I forget the price for it. Confirm less than 4 bucks lah. Can be found at Cold Storage! (: I just ate brunch. Menses kills everything, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, had a quarrel with boyfriend. I started to throw his things on the floor. I'm so fuck up, I know. But I'm glad everything is fine now. We started laughing together within 5 minutes after everything. So fast right? I don't know why I just couldn't bring myself to get angry with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's one of the few who can tolerate my shits. He's damn nonsense as well ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I asked him what he wanna eat for dinner later. he just kept quiet and replied a "anything" after a 30 seconds countdown. Before he replied, I knew he is going to give me a "anything" as an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, I told him. "What anything? You eat shit lah you!"&lt;br /&gt;He said, "You dare to dig with your bare hands, I dare to eat!"&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went up to the door. He said, "You really going to dig shit for me ah?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:260%;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never answered him and walked out of the door after that. You see how nonsense can he be? No wonder people say, got what kind of girlfriend will have what kind of boyfriend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sidetrack: while I'm my way to Vivo yesterday, I saw some China ah bengs? FOR GOODNESS' SAKE! I was cursing and swearing on the train. They have the worst dressing sense ever. Checkered shirt (those red and black or worse, green and some weird colours combi) paired with jeans and slippers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Worse, they scold vulgarities with china accent! I don't know whether to laugh or to feel sorry for them. Seriously! You can imagine the whole scene yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm off for a nap. Boyfriend is coming back in a while's time. Loves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7657608448832991727?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7657608448832991727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7657608448832991727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7657608448832991727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7657608448832991727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-just-half-of-it-ok-lol-i-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/34noaqv_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31832726.post-4116340889259106750</id><published>2009-07-16T08:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:29:13.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the Livejournal blogshop didn't sent my dress together with Linda's dress, added fuel to the fire yesterday. I was so super pissed off. This isn't the first time already. So disapppointed with them, seriously. Sigh. &amp;amp; that dress I wanted was out of stock. What a fucking great timing. I don't know how are they going to settle this for me. Wasn't in the best of mood yesterday lah. So vulgarities were flying all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me.. Should I continue to support them or not? I know it is not easy for them to handle every single thing. I should understand them. But as a customer myself, I ought to and have the right to deserve the best right? Of course, who wouldn't be angry if you found one item is missing? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, everybody make mistakes. I was just thinking if blog owners can be more thoughtful by double checking their parcels before sending them out, it will prevent a lot of misunderstandings and troubles. Going an extra mile for customers is something blog owners should do. That will gain a lot of loyalty points from customers as well. I mean who wouldn't want customers to support them everytime they launch a collection? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off! (: Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-4116340889259106750?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/4116340889259106750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=4116340889259106750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4116340889259106750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4116340889259106750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-livejournal-blogshop-didnt-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2919334599992981246</id><published>2009-07-15T08:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:32:07.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised I'm keeping things to myself more and more often than usual. It's so not me =( I would usually talk things out when there are problems. But I just don't know why or what happened. Sometimes, I feel that it's useless to say so much. Either nobody will take it or nobody will listen. So I will just shrugged it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people do care a lot for me. But I feel the need to protect myself. It's very difficult not to guard against fuckers with motives. Women do bear grudges yo?! Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to blog soon, I promise (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2919334599992981246?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2919334599992981246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2919334599992981246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2919334599992981246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2919334599992981246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-realised-im-keeping-things-to-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2325745440013492205</id><published>2009-07-11T11:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:11:43.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to blog today! Finally have time to sit down and blog man. I really don't know what is life anymore. Time pass so fast! I was still whining, it's Monday again! Now it's Saturday already! I took leave on Thursday for Delphine's exams. I asked Delphine to cut short my hair and I did my rebonding too! :D Love my hair to bits now. More manageable and no more flyaway hairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Nice? Heehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img6.imageshack.us/img6/8007/photo0290j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not much differences, just straighter and shorter hair. But I still love it a lot! Thanks so much Delphine! Heehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just caught Transformers yesterday (I know I'm slow!). It's not a disappointment! I was freezing like don't know what, when suddenly the sound effects gave a loud bang or something, I jerked up. Boyfriend kept laughing at me! =( But overall, the movie is superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to watch Ice Age 3 leh! A lot of people said it was hilarious! Shall pester boyfriend to watch with me! Heehee. Harry Potter is coming out soon! Another die-die-must-watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's something funny to share with you people. My new name supplier gave me. HAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SlgQHsnS8DI/AAAAAAAABEM/ILOA2G702m0/s1600-h/Photo0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357049481178312754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SlgQHsnS8DI/AAAAAAAABEM/ILOA2G702m0/s320/Photo0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm off for my lunch! Super hungry now! Byeeee! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2325745440013492205?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2325745440013492205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2325745440013492205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2325745440013492205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2325745440013492205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-blog-today-finally-have-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SlgQHsnS8DI/AAAAAAAABEM/ILOA2G702m0/s72-c/Photo0284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31832726.post-7139474371308494189</id><published>2009-07-03T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:10:55.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;Be back to blog tomorrow or Sunday! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleague bought &lt;em&gt;Qing Teng&lt;/em&gt; for us after lunch. So I was like saying, "Eh you know eat Qing Teng, cheebye will smelly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all burst out laughing ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny meh? =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this from Linda jie if I never remember wrongly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7139474371308494189?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7139474371308494189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7139474371308494189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7139474371308494189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7139474371308494189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/07/be-back-to-blog-tomorrow-or-sunday-d.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6597282215734269322</id><published>2009-07-01T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:51:32.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SkrLkqA20zI/AAAAAAAABD8/Q94xaniH2Ag/s1600-h/panasonic_lx3_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353314937696867122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SkrLkqA20zI/AAAAAAAABD8/Q94xaniH2Ag/s320/panasonic_lx3_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna get this baby next month! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;! :DD Boyfriend say he will chip in money for me too. But I don't care! I want a new camera which can take super clear photos! Another 3 months plus to my 21st birthday (: Shall plan of how to celebrate then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boyfriend and I will be going Mt Faber's Jewel Box for dinner as an advance 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; month anniversary. I'm glad to have him by my side. He's always there, physically and mentally. So I wouldn't ask for more yeah? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting my darlings on Friday for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shiling's&lt;/span&gt; birthday celebration! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Heehee&lt;/span&gt;. I'm so tired right now, I can sleep for a day! Work sucks especially when it comes to half yearly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;auditing. But it's not as tiring like year end. Almost died. I hope all goes well tomorrow! :D 加油! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/6978/skysoz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was browsing through old photos and decided to do some editing. Love the sky that day. Time flies and now it's the first day of July! 2009 will come to an end soon. Or should I be more specific? In another 5 months' time, it will be whole new year! We all are getting old! =( Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need my beauty sleep now! Goodnight world! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6597282215734269322?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6597282215734269322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6597282215734269322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6597282215734269322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6597282215734269322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-gonna-get-this-baby-next-month.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SkrLkqA20zI/AAAAAAAABD8/Q94xaniH2Ag/s72-c/panasonic_lx3_005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31832726.post-3500868539103551389</id><published>2009-06-30T08:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:13:59.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One thing I hate most is how people judge by the first impression without getting to know my friends better. I cannot stand it when other unrelated people judge them by the way they behave or whatsoever. Whatever shit they did, they are still my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; don't have the rights to say a single shit about them because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are far worse than my friends. Compare to my friends, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are just a bastard. At least, in my eyes, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are one. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can hide your true self to other people and to those girls that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wanted to win them over. But let me tell you, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are just a loser. I cannot understand why &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had become someone I don't even know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I felt really sad and disappointed. Because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'ve changed. At least from what I know, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'re not even like that in the past. So people do change, yeah? That's why I tell myself, I shouldn't even bother in the first place. Serve me right for trying so hard. &amp;amp; tell me, which words that came out from your mouth really went through your brain and heart before saying it? &lt;strong&gt;None of it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I've seen your true colours now. It's not the first time though. &amp;amp; I swear with my heart and soul that I will never ever have any single bit of contact with you anymore. Because once is enough. I had to go through the second shit before I can clearly see what you are now. No more 3rd time for me. It's really shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm glad true ones are here to stay! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3500868539103551389?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3500868539103551389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3500868539103551389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3500868539103551389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3500868539103551389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-thing-i-hate-most-is-how-people.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5301366443249505001</id><published>2009-06-28T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:10:16.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a Sunday again! :D Yesterday was well spent with boyfriend. Went to the post office to get my parcel and pay my bills. Got boyfriend the 20 bucks coupon also. Had our brunch at Ajisen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to HG Mall to collect my contact lens. Then I saw cheap bras for sale! Super cheap! Like 1 set with underwear cost like 10 bucks and just the bra itself is like 8 bucks each. I bought 4 sets and another 2 bras. 56 bucks is totally worth it man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for another 2 hours before going AMK for sushi. Brother, boyfriend and I were like making a lot of noise lah! But the total bill cost around 48 bucks. I love dining there with love ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for boyfriend to end his work before coming my house. Mummy says she wants to have steamboat next Sunday! I don't know what are we going to do later. No plans yet, confirm last minute plans again. Sigh. I really don't like last minute planning. I'm not that kind of person who will do last minute shit. Unless I've no choice, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought this cute maggi mee snack! Super cute leh! They have got animals like pigs, dogs, pandas and foxes. LOL! So cute hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src='http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/9544/dsc04642p.jpg'&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put in office to fill in hungry stomachs anytime! Heehee. I realised I haven't been to town for real shopping already! Luckily, Cally darling is going with me next Saturday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; boyfriend surprised me with this yesterday! I saw it at Vivo the other day and I was thinking whether to get it or not. But I didn't, cause I think it's not worth it. Kept disturbing boyfriend about it. I was whining and whining but at the end, I shut my mouth because he says I have too much bags at home already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src='http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/4501/dsc04681copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Hello Kitty added to the collection. Thanks boyfriend! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to sleep already! Afternoon nap! HAHAHAHA! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5301366443249505001?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5301366443249505001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5301366443249505001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5301366443249505001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5301366443249505001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-sunday-again-d-yesterday-was-well.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6473569017539061494</id><published>2009-06-25T14:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:41:48.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made egg mayo for breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;Still taste okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;Better than the ones I made previously.&lt;br /&gt;I realised egg mayo goes perfectly with wholemeal bread!&lt;br /&gt;I like wholemeal bread better than white bread!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm not exactly a 'bread' person.&lt;br /&gt;But recently, I find wholemeal bread very tasty!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the reason lies with the wheat inside the bread.&lt;br /&gt;Plus wholemeal bread is healthier than those normal white bread.&lt;br /&gt;A good choice to stay healthy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache seriously kills man.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having body aches now too.&lt;br /&gt;Talking with Nana make me feels better.&lt;br /&gt;She and her endless nonsense at work lor!&lt;br /&gt;If not for her, I would probably bored to death in the office already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's 21st is old school&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;i see alot of ppl wear uniforms&lt;br /&gt;ginapoon. STRIKE A BALANCE(: says:&lt;br /&gt;really? cool&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;wear the very geeky specs&lt;br /&gt;ginapoon. STRIKE A BALANCE(: says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaah&lt;br /&gt;ginapoon. STRIKE A BALANCE(: says:&lt;br /&gt;nice lehs&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;very retro that kind&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhahha&lt;br /&gt;ginapoon. STRIKE A BALANCE(: says:&lt;br /&gt;my birthday you all must wear high hip&lt;br /&gt;ginapoon. STRIKE A BALANCE(: says:&lt;br /&gt;then la ba ku&lt;br /&gt;ginapoon. STRIKE A BALANCE(: says:&lt;br /&gt;then dance gao lin feng's ran shao ba! huo niao&lt;br /&gt;Aneres  says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;damn funny lah you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's super nonsense I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia just sent me an email.&lt;br /&gt;I see the kitten shaking left and right, I feel like dozing off!&lt;br /&gt;Argh! So sleepy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am off.&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6473569017539061494?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6473569017539061494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6473569017539061494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6473569017539061494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6473569017539061494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-made-egg-mayo-for-breakfast-still.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2197313175576401857</id><published>2009-06-24T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:27:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, if you want to insult me this way,&lt;br /&gt;then kindly just fuck off after you're done.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you in my life anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what rights do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Stop being such a bitch please.&lt;br /&gt;You only make me despise you even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why people talk without using their brains?&lt;br /&gt;Are they just brainless or&lt;br /&gt;they don't know their words can be hurting/insulting?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know lah. I'm supposed to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;But whenever this shit happen, I will get very pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like why the fuck do I deserve such shits from people?&lt;br /&gt;I swear I won't give you any face anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; honestly speaking, I'm really glad we drifted apart.&lt;br /&gt;Because I find no reason to make sure this friendship will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thicker bangs are love!&lt;br /&gt;Being a hair model was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Delphine cut thicker bangs for me.&lt;br /&gt;I like my hair now!&lt;br /&gt;No more center parting when the wind blows.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be her hair model again on 9th July!&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. So excited!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to dye my hair to a more &lt;em&gt;kim &lt;/em&gt;colour soon!&lt;br /&gt;And rebonding plus treatments! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heartheartheartsssss long holidays!&lt;br /&gt;October will be mine soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2197313175576401857?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2197313175576401857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2197313175576401857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2197313175576401857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2197313175576401857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-if-you-want-to-insult-me-this-way.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6194856125920959260</id><published>2009-06-22T08:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:20:39.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is good for now.&lt;br /&gt;At least, I know what I clearly want.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to be so tired all the time.&lt;br /&gt;But it's all worth it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I cannot have the best of both worlds.&lt;br /&gt;But I will try to keep those precious ones by my side.&lt;br /&gt;You know how much I care for you people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So busy with work shits.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, half a year gone again.&lt;br /&gt;Have to prepare for audit shits.&lt;br /&gt;I'm relying on coffee everyday to keep myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;Even on weekends, I have to drink coffee with my breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;So jialat right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoo was fun with boyfriend on Sunday! :D&lt;br /&gt;More birthday celebrations coming up!&lt;br /&gt;Look out for FB's photos! Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6194856125920959260?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6194856125920959260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6194856125920959260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6194856125920959260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6194856125920959260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-good-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-8689227295433088408</id><published>2009-06-13T21:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:24:25.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Job at JBP sucks to the max.&lt;br /&gt;Got sun burnt all over including my face.&lt;br /&gt;I got so angry over the shit drivers okay.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously!&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you, today is a big eye opening&lt;br /&gt;to how rude and fuck up Singaporeans are.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not kidding you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking 6 bucks/hr to do some "TP" shit.&lt;br /&gt;Like what the fuck ok.&lt;br /&gt;But I have to admit Wei Ting and Wai Jun uncle are super nice!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to they two.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I don't know what will happened&lt;br /&gt;given my stupid temper.&lt;br /&gt;Because I already got into a lot shit at the carpark area.&lt;br /&gt;The fucking sun, the knnccb drivers and the "extended two hours".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear with my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;that I will never work there again.&lt;br /&gt;I know my mouth is damn straight forward and all.&lt;br /&gt;But you can't blame me, cause what I said are facts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got the penguin poncho leh!&lt;br /&gt;It's super duper cute I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;It's in blue with penguin prints behind at the back!&lt;br /&gt;I should take photo with the poncho and act retarded,&lt;br /&gt;paste it here one day yeah? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend is uber sweet today.&lt;br /&gt;He took all my shits and drove us back from that shitty place.&lt;br /&gt;He said I had enough, being so pampered at home&lt;br /&gt;and with everybody around to take care of my shits.&lt;br /&gt;I can't possibly take this kind of thing,&lt;br /&gt;especially asking me to stand under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows I hate the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dim sum tomorrow love?&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8689227295433088408?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8689227295433088408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8689227295433088408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8689227295433088408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8689227295433088408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/06/job-at-jbp-sucks-to-max.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-1288730250260386947</id><published>2009-06-08T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:29:46.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If something goes wrong, I'm the bad person again.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I did nothing, it all goes back to me.&lt;br /&gt;And don't fucking place me in your topic can?&lt;br /&gt;Whenever things happen, I will be (unknowingkly) involve&lt;br /&gt;when I'm just a third party out of this whole shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-1288730250260386947?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/1288730250260386947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=1288730250260386947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1288730250260386947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1288730250260386947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-something-goes-wrong-im-bad-person.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7189939122147624480</id><published>2009-06-01T08:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:49:05.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should change the way of how I blog.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, find it no point to blog when there are just words?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Who the fuck reads my blog anymore?&lt;br /&gt;I think only a few of them bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not happy now.&lt;br /&gt;Because some shit happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it got me damn pissed off the whole damn day.&lt;br /&gt;It never occurred to me that I will throw such a big temper,&lt;br /&gt;when it's part of my fault lah.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think anybody have the right to say anything,&lt;br /&gt;especially when you're not my family member (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you want me to respect you when you don't even&lt;br /&gt;respect your own children in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7189939122147624480?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7189939122147624480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7189939122147624480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7189939122147624480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7189939122147624480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-should-change-way-of-how-i-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3615350012354274052</id><published>2009-05-27T08:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:43:54.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very very tired nowadays!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like screaming!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Wasn't in the best mood once again.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like every single thing that I do, don't feels right.&lt;br /&gt;It's like something is fucking hell bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't like to sleep early!&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I will dream of some stupid shit.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;But I have to rest early right?&lt;br /&gt;If not, I will look like a panda the next morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phuture this Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will be a good one! :D&lt;br /&gt;I need to relax man!&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered by shits anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Really damn tired lor! Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3615350012354274052?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3615350012354274052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3615350012354274052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3615350012354274052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3615350012354274052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-very-very-tired-nowadays-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3239898389837043828</id><published>2009-05-25T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:27:48.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to blog leh.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Damn sian lor!&lt;br /&gt;I think life is damn boring for me.&lt;br /&gt;I slept so much during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I have no money to club anymore =(&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night at the museum 2 is superb nice!&lt;br /&gt;Definitely worth your every penny! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phuture this Saturday baby!&lt;br /&gt;Teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;Missed out so much fun already!&lt;br /&gt;It's time to relax.&lt;br /&gt;Work's a bitch. Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought Liverpool tickets for boyfriend (:&lt;br /&gt;He's smiling so much now, awaiting for 26th July to come right!?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid boy, you better treat me even nicer from now on okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;He's always asking me where is the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Fearing that I might just misplace it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;I won't okay.&lt;br /&gt;88 bucks for one, 176 bucks for two.&lt;br /&gt;You think money very easy to earn ah? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of money falling down from the sky leh!&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean I'm gonna be rich soon?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Or something good is going to happen?&lt;br /&gt;It better be! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3239898389837043828?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3239898389837043828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3239898389837043828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3239898389837043828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3239898389837043828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-to-blog-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3681469303696461264</id><published>2009-05-21T08:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:22:59.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;This blog has no life!&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends don't update in their blogs anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We spend more time together outside than staying at home blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Life is good for us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm happy! Teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends come and go.&lt;br /&gt;True ones stay, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just can't be bothered by your actions and words.&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself, "No point lah! We two belong to two different worlds."&lt;br /&gt;What's more, your insensitivity has made me more and more irritated now.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I don't wanna give a damn to your shit.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you wanna do it this way, it's your life.&lt;br /&gt;Not mine, btw.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3681469303696461264?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3681469303696461264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3681469303696461264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3681469303696461264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3681469303696461264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/05/havent-been-blogging-for-quite-some.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6865409797557404065</id><published>2009-05-12T08:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:42:07.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm contented with my life now.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;Because my family dote on me,&lt;br /&gt;my friends are there for me,&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend dote on me too.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't hope for more already!&lt;br /&gt;It's enough for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't really dare to believe what other guys say.&lt;br /&gt;Because I think those words are bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;They are saying for the sake of saying.&lt;br /&gt;Like, you know....&lt;br /&gt;Say for &lt;em&gt;shuang&lt;/em&gt; only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know your words are never meant to be trusted,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the first place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;it's none of my business anymore.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause &lt;em&gt;R &lt;/em&gt;is the past.&lt;br /&gt;And now &lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt; is my present (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6865409797557404065?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6865409797557404065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6865409797557404065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6865409797557404065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6865409797557404065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-contented-with-my-life-now.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3161378801775083539</id><published>2009-05-05T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:19:21.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My desk is full of junk food now (:&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend bought a lot of &lt;em&gt;wu ah bo ah&lt;/em&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;To shut me up during work. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Because I realised with junk food on the table,&lt;br /&gt;work become less stress?&lt;br /&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish&amp;amp;Co later with loves in the night! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Loves = Cally darling, Linda jie, Eugene brother etc.&lt;br /&gt;HEH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy now! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3161378801775083539?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3161378801775083539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3161378801775083539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3161378801775083539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3161378801775083539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-desk-is-full-of-junk-food-now.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-8265417078563573390</id><published>2009-05-03T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:54:11.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd of may.&lt;br /&gt;A new month.&lt;br /&gt;A reborn Serena.&lt;br /&gt;A new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you made me believe so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8265417078563573390?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8265417078563573390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8265417078563573390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8265417078563573390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8265417078563573390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/05/3rd-of-may.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3267620855881971342</id><published>2009-04-27T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:52:59.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised I seldom blog about my life now.&lt;br /&gt;Because as I grow older, I find it a hassle to blog about everything in life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm working most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have extra time to photoshop all the&lt;br /&gt;photos and put nicely in this blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's like everything has changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so weird nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;But I want him to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when you have something, you will lose something else.&lt;br /&gt;But can I keep the best out of both sides?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3267620855881971342?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3267620855881971342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3267620855881971342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3267620855881971342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3267620855881971342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-realised-i-seldom-blog-about-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3870927132194010166</id><published>2009-04-24T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:25:55.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;Full of backstabbers and liars.&lt;br /&gt;This is getting too fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to ruin me over eh?&lt;br /&gt;Try harder please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I give a fuck?&lt;br /&gt;Please, I don't give a fuck about this shitty job.&lt;br /&gt;Doing shit everyday, getting a pathetic pay every end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;Then what do I get in return?&lt;br /&gt;When you slogged your fucking head off, who see it?&lt;br /&gt;Who will praise you and appreciate it?&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME, WHO THE FUCK SEES IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when you made a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;everybody start to blame you for everything huh?&lt;br /&gt;Smart move eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo kan kai le!&lt;br /&gt;I rather get a pay that is lower but doing things that I like.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, for what, seriously?!&lt;br /&gt;Why must I make myself feeling so shitty all day&lt;br /&gt;just because of some fucking backstabbers?&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sad thing is, I can't control my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking straight forward.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't take my shit, just bloody hell fuck off lah?&lt;br /&gt;What's your fucking problem?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Vulgarities is part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Accept it or get over it, fucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Next week, 3 days work week!&lt;br /&gt;SHIOK!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to give a fuck shit to this fucking company anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody appreciate and nobody will give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3870927132194010166?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3870927132194010166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3870927132194010166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3870927132194010166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3870927132194010166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-what-wonderful-world.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2459295694278195305</id><published>2009-04-20T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:28:48.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why all human always want the best?&lt;br /&gt;Why do they always want to kill&lt;br /&gt;each other to order to be the best?&lt;br /&gt;You mean, only the best can survive?&lt;br /&gt;You mean using unscrupulous or underhand methods will win?&lt;br /&gt;You are telling me, nobody can survive unless you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;despicable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Is it correct?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;You're not scare of something call karma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;You're clear of your own conscience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Are you sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Are you really sure that your conscience is clear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Are you fucking sure of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies, backstabbing, spreading rumours.&lt;br /&gt;You are having some fun yeah?&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure that fun won't last long eh?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you trying so hard to bring down someone that is harmless?&lt;br /&gt;You are not afraid that other people will say,&lt;br /&gt;"Come on! They are just jealous!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous?! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;What a scary thing jealousy is.&lt;br /&gt;So?&lt;br /&gt;You think you are calling the shots now eh?&lt;br /&gt;Please wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on please.&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;Am I hearing things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have the rights to (:&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe.&lt;br /&gt;Retribution is near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2459295694278195305?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2459295694278195305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2459295694278195305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2459295694278195305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2459295694278195305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-all-human-always-want-best-why-do.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-8613434543403796140</id><published>2009-04-18T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:34:52.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very tired now.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Came here to rot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell is wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always craving for food!&lt;br /&gt;But when food is placed in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like eating anymore.&lt;br /&gt;HOW GREAT HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I would used to eat a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I crave for everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm super full, I can like squeeze anything nice down okay.&lt;br /&gt;Now? I eat one OCK curry puff and VitaSoy, I'm full!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel like eating dinner sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped breakfast and eat all the vegetables for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like that, in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, people do change huh?&lt;br /&gt;I should stop eating too much.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this shitty appetite continue as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging randomly! (:&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8613434543403796140?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8613434543403796140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8613434543403796140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8613434543403796140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8613434543403796140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-feeling-very-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5836519561380549199</id><published>2009-04-16T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:47:51.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I land myself in such shits?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm so confused and frustrated!&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting more and more complicated&lt;br /&gt;when there are more and more people involve in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find out what I want&lt;br /&gt;when I don't know what I really want.&lt;br /&gt;Love is so so so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get involved in so many shits!&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna run away, you know.&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like running away.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't have to care about things anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so freaking tired now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any appetite nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to give an answer because I know if I made a decision,&lt;br /&gt;it will change the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that hug of yours meant something in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Because I would never ever cry for someone who I don't love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH! WHAT THE FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a bitch! =(&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a total bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5836519561380549199?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5836519561380549199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5836519561380549199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5836519561380549199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5836519561380549199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-really-feel-like-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-9210130136745249496</id><published>2009-04-14T08:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:41:25.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SePbsEVib_I/AAAAAAAABDQ/KsLHN8fpOlw/s1600-h/fast-and-furious-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324340734606864370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SePbsEVib_I/AAAAAAAABDQ/KsLHN8fpOlw/s400/fast-and-furious-poster-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't catch a movie for a very long time!&lt;br /&gt;I forget which movie did I last watched. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But you know, ultimately the company matters the most?&lt;br /&gt;Fast and Furious is super nice! I swear!&lt;br /&gt;HEH :D&lt;br /&gt;You guys should go catch it when you're free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened in my life lah.&lt;br /&gt;Super boring and all.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna explore new places!&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess bro just came back! :D&lt;br /&gt;I miss him uber much okays!&lt;br /&gt;He's always giving this kinda cheeky smile.&lt;br /&gt;BTH~ HAHAAHAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I miss Cally darling and Linda jie!&lt;br /&gt;All is well for us all, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;No complaints!&lt;br /&gt;Except! Can I have more money?!&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell. I don't know where I spend all my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant find a good reason to settle down now.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is how to enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;I always play till I forget about how other people feel.&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to settle down early.&lt;br /&gt;But ever since don't know when, I don't see the need to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Given my pattern, I don't think I will settle down so fast.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still 21. I still want to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what is love all about.&lt;br /&gt;Having a boyfriend has lose its meaning to me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel being single has its advantages afterall.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like it has more advantages than being tied to a guy?&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I've long forget how to be a nice girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am downloading Fast and Furious soundtrack now (:&lt;br /&gt;Whoo~ Bye people! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-9210130136745249496?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/9210130136745249496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=9210130136745249496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/9210130136745249496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/9210130136745249496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-havent-catch-movie-for-very-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SePbsEVib_I/AAAAAAAABDQ/KsLHN8fpOlw/s72-c/fast-and-furious-poster-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31832726.post-8006939353568438975</id><published>2009-04-11T09:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:56:07.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/Sd_29TE63-I/AAAAAAAABDA/3U9kV7a4uvs/s1600-h/Photo1399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323244817528578018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/Sd_29TE63-I/AAAAAAAABDA/3U9kV7a4uvs/s320/Photo1399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siao liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm down with sore throat, cough and menses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, why all come at a time?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=( =( =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess, love is just not for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know how it feels to be falling in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally forget all about how it feels already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, all is well for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Cally, Eugene, Linda, Gina &amp;amp; a lot of people in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE! ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8006939353568438975?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8006939353568438975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8006939353568438975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8006939353568438975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8006939353568438975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/siao-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/Sd_29TE63-I/AAAAAAAABDA/3U9kV7a4uvs/s72-c/Photo1399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31832726.post-2440879652594192745</id><published>2009-04-09T08:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:24:09.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I still stucked here?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to hide from you?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you hint something,&lt;br /&gt;I will just laugh it off.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I felt like killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;Because your eyes will tell me something deep.&lt;br /&gt;Like, as if....&lt;br /&gt;My answer will make a big difference to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really lose the courage to love someone so deep again.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day, R made a big impact in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I wouldn't make a decision in getting attached&lt;br /&gt;to a guy who cannot fulfill everything that I need.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you can give me everything that I need.&lt;br /&gt;Those material stuffs are smth you can afford.&lt;br /&gt;But do you really know what I really really really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always say you are the third person closest to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;besides darling they all and my family.&lt;br /&gt;You know me inside out.&lt;br /&gt;You've seen my worse of the worst.&lt;br /&gt;You understand me like how Eugene/Cally/Linda understand me.&lt;br /&gt;You always give me lil and bit by bit surprises.&lt;br /&gt;That really touches me.&lt;br /&gt;But I do not need flowers, macaroons, egg tarts and shits.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, I only want you to stay and listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how much time are you willing to give me?&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, you're always busy with your work.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's always 2am or even 4am then you're finished with your work.&lt;br /&gt;By the time, I'm already sleeping like a dead log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why when June is nearing,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I know that very day, I will cry like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;But I always put up a strong front just to let you know I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hell know I will regret everything that I've done.&lt;br /&gt;It always ended up, like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry that I played till I forget to wish you on your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Even though, I promise to be the last to wish you.&lt;br /&gt;I did not even bother to look at the time that day.&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't blame me at all.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're very disappointed and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. But I still can't overcome the fear myself.&lt;br /&gt;It's my own problem, not yours.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when it comes to love,&lt;br /&gt;I always never failed to take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day, I will learn how to truly love a guy (:&lt;br /&gt;Till the day......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2440879652594192745?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2440879652594192745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2440879652594192745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2440879652594192745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2440879652594192745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-am-i-still-stucked-here-why-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6700455712651752694</id><published>2009-04-08T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:29:32.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Immune is the word to describe my feelings towards things now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting more and more immune to things nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Like even the GM scolded me for no reason,&lt;br /&gt;I will be like, "Oh okays lor."&lt;br /&gt;Last time I will flared up and start to give attitude and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I don't even fucking give a damn?&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the difference now?&lt;br /&gt;I think I don't have to care about everyone.&lt;br /&gt;If I care about how other people feel,&lt;br /&gt;they won't appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What for, be nice to everyone?&lt;br /&gt;Like, seriously?!&lt;br /&gt;I don't see the point anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes, when you don't mention anything.&lt;br /&gt;Or if you forget all about it for the entire day,&lt;br /&gt;people will start to mention things that you don't wish to remember?&lt;br /&gt;Like fucking hell rubbing salt into your wounds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I always kena this kind of shit.&lt;br /&gt;It's like never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I think I should like get a new boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;So people will start talking about my new boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Instead of some ________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( Try to fill it in yourself (: )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is still great for me, despite all the shits! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I really miss my Eugene Tan ZW!&lt;br /&gt;Please come back and play L4D with us soon!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Sentosa, prawning, shopping, gossiping!&lt;br /&gt;Will never miss out on the last one.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6700455712651752694?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6700455712651752694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6700455712651752694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6700455712651752694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6700455712651752694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/immune-is-word-to-describe-my-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-4450584792220749031</id><published>2009-04-07T08:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T08:59:04.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tired nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;That I slept amost everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;NOT SLEPT AROUND (with guys) HOR!&lt;br /&gt;Tsk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is I slept whenever and wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;Like on the train, on the transport back and fro.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I will just go to the toilet and&lt;br /&gt;sit on the toilet bowl to take a 5 minutes nap.&lt;br /&gt;Jialat hor? =(&lt;br /&gt;The chicken essence didn't help, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very very very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now, I would throw my temper and&lt;br /&gt;give attitude to anyone that makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm very tired and pekcek and frustrated!&lt;br /&gt;Worse thing is, vuglarities just spill out. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I will go, "simi lan jiao lai eh?" or "nabei, how come like that one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYA! I'M VERY TIRED NOW LEH!&lt;br /&gt;I think menses is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;Add to the shit I have now.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks huh... WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand guys with poor English foundation.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to talk to me in msn,&lt;br /&gt;at least get your sentence structure right.&lt;br /&gt;So I know what are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Guys said things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your skin very smooth and whitening."&lt;br /&gt;"I now busy my working."&lt;br /&gt;"Give me your number ok? Me will calling you and text you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO?! Whitening?!&lt;br /&gt;Can't they just say, your complexion is quite good.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds more pleasing to you right?&lt;br /&gt;"Your skin very smooth and whitening" sounds very tiko&lt;br /&gt;and you will leave me an impression of you being a pervert.&lt;br /&gt;The last two is omfg.&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I depsise them or what lah.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I won't understand you if you are&lt;br /&gt;talking to me in an alien language right?&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, not all are like that in my social circle.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence though (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-4450584792220749031?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/4450584792220749031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=4450584792220749031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4450584792220749031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4450584792220749031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-tired-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5749353877039316907</id><published>2009-04-05T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:17:26.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went prawning yesterday, with cousins!&lt;br /&gt;Wah, I tell you, it's super fun!&lt;br /&gt;Super super super fun!&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was pretty scare and gan chiong.&lt;br /&gt;Kept screaming here and there =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people were looking at me ok?!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got the highest record!&lt;br /&gt;Caught the biggest prawn!&lt;br /&gt;Wah, SUPER BIG LOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I think you will have fun there!&lt;br /&gt;Next time we shall go there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disgusting bait really attracts a lot of prawns!&lt;br /&gt;We caught quite a lot leh!&lt;br /&gt;You know one rod can catch one within 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Other people, 30 mins also no prawns ok?&lt;br /&gt;ZAI BAH?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHHAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;Cause we used the disgusting bait.&lt;br /&gt;Not the chicken's lungs or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got technique one okay? HEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;I HAD FUNNNNNNNN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to prepare to meet my darling already!&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5749353877039316907?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5749353877039316907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5749353877039316907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5749353877039316907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5749353877039316907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-went-prawning-yesterday-with-cousins.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5861732766990734899</id><published>2009-04-03T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:43:43.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry if I sound too harsh in my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accept yourall apology, be it in sms or in msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I guess you all can understand how I feel towards this matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you think I'm just a petty bitch, so be it yeah?&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a fuck anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You won't fucking understand how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you have never experience it yourself before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck you, fuck you very very much....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad that some of you managed to clear things out with me (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you all! (:&lt;br /&gt;Those who don't understand, please fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;I got sms like saying I'm a bitch or something.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am one.&lt;br /&gt;The meaniest bitch you've ever came across,&lt;br /&gt;when you stepped on my tail ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5861732766990734899?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5861732766990734899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5861732766990734899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5861732766990734899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5861732766990734899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sorry-if-i-sound-too-harsh-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7966280911303553050</id><published>2009-04-03T07:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:12:22.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people are giving me rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop telling me about Ricky okays?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I saw him at the club leh!"&lt;br /&gt;"He bitched me in Whosgoing leh!"&lt;br /&gt;"He talked to me that day in the club."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys had enough fun?&lt;br /&gt;Fucking hell knows I'm in the midst of forgetting him.&lt;br /&gt;Still bloody hell come and tell me such things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know how the fuck I feel inside,&lt;br /&gt;please shut the fuck up and keep those things to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I RATHER NOT KNOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you all to tell me Ricky this Ricky that.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever he's doing outside, it's none of my biz.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you have something that gotta do with him,&lt;br /&gt;that's between YOU &amp;amp; HIM.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to show off to me, saying all those shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW HOW MUCH EFFORT I TOOK&lt;br /&gt;TO REALLY GET HIM OUT OF MY MIND?!&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DON'T KNOW, JUST SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really very 心里不平衡!&lt;br /&gt;Not because I'm jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Just that if you really care about my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;you won't fucking say such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;No more RICKY HERE AND THERE in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I will fucking hell snap straight at your fucking face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7966280911303553050?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7966280911303553050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7966280911303553050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7966280911303553050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7966280911303553050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-in-good-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-1096470469881989304</id><published>2009-04-02T08:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:03:34.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is rotting.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired now.&lt;br /&gt;Totally shagged....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Brother Eugene and gang came back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gentings&lt;/span&gt; already!&lt;br /&gt;Met up at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt; yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Marche's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rosti&lt;/span&gt; and crepes and chicken and&lt;br /&gt;some salmon soup but taste like potato soup.&lt;br /&gt;WE HAD FUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;Though, I was really tired and didn't talk much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is nice when you meet up with a bunch of friends!&lt;br /&gt;Just to sit together and eat and talk!&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you realised, I haven't been clubbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;That's like so weird for me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I shall spend more time on people who is more worth than clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I enjoyed the times in club.&lt;br /&gt;But still, people I love, come first! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why things will end up this way.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure I made the right decision! :D&lt;br /&gt;No regrets, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawning this Saturday with cousins! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;ME VERY EXCITED! *smile widely*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Delphine is going to give me a new hair cut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HEHEHE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of my hair, to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for work now!&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-1096470469881989304?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/1096470469881989304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=1096470469881989304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1096470469881989304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1096470469881989304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-blog-is-rotting.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5360235608658699962</id><published>2009-03-31T08:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:29:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick of your everything!&lt;br /&gt;Your words, those promises you made,&lt;br /&gt;those shits you gave!&lt;br /&gt;GET A LIFE, WILL YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to believe any of your shits again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will never gonna learnt.&lt;br /&gt;But this shit is going way too long,&lt;br /&gt;till I'm fucking immune to it already?!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the best way to heal everything,&lt;br /&gt;is to find someone new! (:&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your sunflowers and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Canelle's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Macarons, &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;You never failed to cheer me up like, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;But I always failed to see who is always the one there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sometimes, I think I'm too blinded by love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;But this time, I will cherish those who really love me for me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5360235608658699962?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5360235608658699962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5360235608658699962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5360235608658699962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5360235608658699962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sick-of-your-everything-your-words.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-8472178840191198995</id><published>2009-03-29T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:55:53.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MFM at Clarke Quay yesterday with cousins and lil brother! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Food wasn't that good as compared to the one at PS.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe most of my memories with my loves are there! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Azabu Sabo's hot balls with mango ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;WAH! IT'S SUPER NICE OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I think you will like leh!&lt;br /&gt;Bring you all go next time! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sweating like a bloody pig at Downtown East.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid B, kept di siao siao. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;In the end, darling and I went to MAC and slacked.&lt;br /&gt;Wah, buay tahan leh!&lt;br /&gt;I kept doing stupid things to make her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like JOKE lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play L4D leh! Sianzxzxzxz~&lt;br /&gt;Anybody want to play with me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a L4D addict now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to HG Mall soon, for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;Toodles people!&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time will tell if you're for real this time (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot deny I still miss you like crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I couldn't afford to let you hurt me anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If your feelings is true, prove it to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not just your empty words and promises you made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8472178840191198995?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8472178840191198995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8472178840191198995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8472178840191198995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8472178840191198995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/mfm-at-clarke-quay-yesterday-with.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6045778682581578363</id><published>2009-03-28T08:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T08:23:04.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>L4D IS SUPER FUN LEH! :D&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was like... Wtf, what's so nice about it.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is playing it lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why!&lt;br /&gt;It's super addictive lah!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine brother and I played 4 hours in total! =X&lt;br /&gt;Got me so addicted too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I got very scared in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I didn't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Noob in such things =(&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that kinda gamer person.&lt;br /&gt;But I got pretty used to it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid bitch is damn funny and retarded!&lt;br /&gt;I think she's the most JOKE in the game itself!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER JOKE!&lt;br /&gt;If you are playing that game too,&lt;br /&gt;you will know what I'm talking about (:&lt;br /&gt;The stupid b&lt;strong&gt;witch&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood isn't that great yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Due to some shits.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I guess I'm pretty much bothered by it.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine kena 4 guys at one go.&lt;br /&gt;Brother will know what the fuck I'm talking about (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after all the jokes brother, Delphine and HuiQi said,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much better! :D&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at around 4am.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to HuiQi's ah gong came all the way to fetch us!&lt;br /&gt;Appreciated it! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6045778682581578363?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6045778682581578363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6045778682581578363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6045778682581578363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6045778682581578363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/l4d-is-super-fun-leh-d-at-first-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3007218733530223871</id><published>2009-03-27T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:16:54.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm always &lt;em&gt;like this&lt;/em&gt; when I heard your name.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand myself to feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop having this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I would prefer not to know anything.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know myself very well.&lt;br /&gt;If I heard something or know something,&lt;br /&gt;I will have to struggle with myself again.&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it fucking takes a lot of courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, what's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some people don't know how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's not the first time it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hard feelings yeah? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3007218733530223871?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3007218733530223871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3007218733530223871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3007218733530223871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3007218733530223871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-always-like-this-when-i-heard-your.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2330853919322088349</id><published>2009-03-25T21:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:31:14.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The dog food joke:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper, wearing torn clothes, went into a multipurpose shop to buy dog food,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: Hi, I would like to buy a packet of dog food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: Eh, you look very poor leh. You… buying dog food to eat yourself right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: I’m really buying it for my pet dog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: Hmm… I don’t believe, you bring your dog show me tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: Hais….. okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day pauper really brings his pet dog to the shop….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: Nah… my dog, can you sell me the dog food alr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: Okay… Nah, your dog food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: Okay thanks. Anyway I would like to buy cat food too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: WHAT? This time I really don’t believe you. Must be buy for yourself to eat one. Bring your cat here tmr if you want your cat food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: Hais….. Okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day same thing the pauper brings his pet cat back to the shop….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: Nah… my cat, can you sell me the cat food alr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: Okay… Nah, your cat food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: Okay thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the pauper went back to the same shop again, but this time with a paper bag……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: Hey, put your hand into this paper bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper puts his hand inside the paper bag and touched, and took his hand out….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: EEEEEEE IT’S SHIT! WTH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauper: Ah, I want to buy toilet paper thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOODNESS! I laugh like fuck when NANA showed me this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously man! BTH! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never laugh so hard this week already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEH :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you all had a good time laughing! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2330853919322088349?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2330853919322088349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2330853919322088349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2330853919322088349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2330853919322088349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/dog-food-joke-pauper-wearing-torn.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5049236908048759570</id><published>2009-03-24T08:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:39:37.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm damn tired everyday!&lt;br /&gt;I kept closing my eyes, even for a minute!&lt;br /&gt;Super jialat, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Share TOTO with B.&lt;br /&gt;Super funny lah!&lt;br /&gt;I was cursing and cursing saying that we won't strike one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this stupid guy sms me at 0242 saying,&lt;br /&gt;"You and your suay mouth! Lol."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and feeling thirsty at 0240.&lt;br /&gt;He sms-ed me already!&lt;br /&gt;Such a good timing yeah? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;i wan go buy toto liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;wanbuy or not/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;how to buy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno anything about toto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;50cents one line lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;i tot you know all these wanx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun even know how to buy 4D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;^5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;only know toto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;i go buy liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;brb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;share leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;share wad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;share lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;how much you wan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;you buy first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;tio i take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;WTf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;nvr tio you pay me the winning sum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;cos you dai sway me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;WTF LEH YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;make my ship sink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;knn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan buy liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;i go buy myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;loll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;by the time you buy close liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;help me buy lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;knn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;return you on sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he came back.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;huat ar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;huat sai lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;you don wan huat i want to huat okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;i know you liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;tts y ask you lose pay me winnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;sway mouth wanx lei you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;we dun have the luck to tio one lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;where got so easy one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;den you shut up man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;where got ppl buy liao say won't tio wanx la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;sway mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;no more next time with you liao man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;chey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;you know ricky tio 4D, toto and i-bet when he's with me you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;kns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;i dai suay you right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;yalahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;later tio, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;tio i keep lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;NABEI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;then i hope you dun tio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;want to die, die tgt! HHAHAHAHAHHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¥ .:. ® bEnjin ® .:. ¥ says:&lt;br /&gt;si bei sway man ur mouh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;later tio 30 bucks, me, you, your gf 10 bucks each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;i can top up ez link card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneres says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stop laughing at what we two were saying.&lt;br /&gt;B is celebrating his 21st birthday this Saturday! :D&lt;br /&gt;HEH! =)&lt;br /&gt;GTG. BYEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5049236908048759570?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5049236908048759570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5049236908048759570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5049236908048759570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5049236908048759570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-damn-tired-everyday-i-kept-closing.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-1684978262416041719</id><published>2009-03-23T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:53:36.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I kept popping mints into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Because snacks and shits will make me fat.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid itchy mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akon's troublemaker stucked in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Sushi making yesterday was fun!&lt;br /&gt;The sushi taste not bad also lah!&lt;br /&gt;NOT A BAD START OKAY?! LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I bought a lot of snacks to office.&lt;br /&gt;It can last me for a week, I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;:D Glutton pig asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook has a lot of desperates!&lt;br /&gt;MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;Some sicked till the extend that they asked me for ONS.&lt;br /&gt;WTF okay?&lt;br /&gt;Please go fuck yourself (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I changed my FB profile to only my friends can view.&lt;br /&gt;HEH :D&lt;br /&gt;SICKENING PEOPLE~~~&lt;br /&gt;I hope those horny bastards can just die! WTF.&lt;br /&gt;Lim bu is not in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;Just kena some shits.&lt;br /&gt;Fucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-1684978262416041719?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/1684978262416041719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=1684978262416041719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1684978262416041719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1684978262416041719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-kept-popping-mints-into-my-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7712478356116742134</id><published>2009-03-22T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:46:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because I know you're not the one.&lt;br /&gt;Because you chose to let things to end this way.&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't want to........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard to hold back my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I did it (:&lt;br /&gt;I knew I wasn't over you,&lt;br /&gt;but you're not the one anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You're not worth it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You're my past.&lt;br /&gt;You're history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos uploaded in Facebook! :D&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7712478356116742134?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7712478356116742134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7712478356116742134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7712478356116742134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7712478356116742134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/because-i-know-youre-not-one.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5304066757147674115</id><published>2009-03-20T08:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:17:39.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Friday!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Goodness leh, I didn't know time pass so fast!&lt;br /&gt;Even my sleeping hours passed so fast too! =X&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel like waking up sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;especially when it's raining in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;I think I should get a lot of rest man!&lt;br /&gt;No more partying for me now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should do some healthy shits like cycling, going to the gym,&lt;br /&gt;bake some cookies, muffins whatever shits.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not going to my favourite place (PHUTURE) anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I should plan on what to do at night then!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should like do some shits to scare people lah.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it will be fun! LOL!!!!! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's birthday just over.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's my precious lil brother who is turning 17 this coming Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I have to go B's birthday party next Saturday! (:&lt;br /&gt;Whole loads of shits yeah? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother is going to stay over at my place tonight! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I think we are going crazy tonight lah!&lt;br /&gt;Doing some bimbotic shits over at my place.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends are fully booked!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guilty conscious?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I doubt so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5304066757147674115?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5304066757147674115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5304066757147674115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5304066757147674115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5304066757147674115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-friday-goodness-leh-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7116295784674240202</id><published>2009-03-17T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:38:05.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Today's my daddy's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Although, he's away in Dubai right now.&lt;br /&gt;But we all still miss him a hell whole lot yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Heehee :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for being such a wilful and stubborn daughter sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;You're stubborn and my stubborn-ness doesn't lose to you too.&lt;br /&gt;Like what they say, like father like daughter (:&lt;br /&gt;We will argue due to some disagreements.&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, I still thank you for being such a great daddy!&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you never failed to pamper us with your gifts and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, DAD! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for your flowers yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was truly a surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I know you were super busy with your work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Appreciated it! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7116295784674240202?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7116295784674240202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7116295784674240202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7116295784674240202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7116295784674240202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-daddy-3-yes-todays-my.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5987785622279672740</id><published>2009-03-16T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:26:29.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okays! I'm in the office now! :D&lt;br /&gt;Menses are over! &amp;amp; I'm very hyper today!&lt;br /&gt;I hope all goes well later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very hungry now! I was in a rush for work today.&lt;br /&gt;THAT I FORGET TO TAKE MY BREAKFAST WITH ME!&lt;br /&gt;:( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy is going to scold me later when I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of Mac breakfast leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have to drink Milo later lah.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS THE BAK CHOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MEE AT THOMSONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang K-BOX with my loves yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;It was fucking hilarious with all the shit we did.&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty tired in the end so I cabbed home without eating&lt;br /&gt;Bak Chor Mee with them.&lt;br /&gt;SAD LAH! NOW I REGRETTED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee!&lt;br /&gt;Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee!&lt;br /&gt;Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee!&lt;br /&gt;Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee!&lt;br /&gt;Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee!&lt;br /&gt;Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee! Bak Chor Mee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5987785622279672740?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5987785622279672740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5987785622279672740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5987785622279672740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5987785622279672740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/okays-im-in-office-now-d-menses-are.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-4161990372047601868</id><published>2009-03-14T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:11:04.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slowly falling...&lt;br /&gt;The feeling isn't so strong, just yet.&lt;br /&gt;But will you be able to feel it?&lt;br /&gt;I'm contradicting myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody, tell me what to do! =(&lt;br /&gt;Love, is nothing but troubles.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-4161990372047601868?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/4161990372047601868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=4161990372047601868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4161990372047601868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4161990372047601868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/slowly-falling.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7558701562576513407</id><published>2009-03-12T08:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:32:39.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people disgust me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what do they gain from me&lt;br /&gt;trying to make my life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One kaobei me for being a kaypoh,&lt;br /&gt;just because I wanted to be there for my darling.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see anything wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't understand why should you make a big fuss?&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me to sleep early and all.&lt;br /&gt;But trying to bring me down makes me even more frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a better way to express your care and concern for me?&lt;br /&gt;So I will feel more loved? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second guy, I dreamt that he came back to my life.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! &amp;amp; he did.&lt;br /&gt;Please stay away from me. As far as possible.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't want to bear any more hopes on you.&lt;br /&gt;You've done enough to disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third guy, trying to act ji ki close with my girlfriends?&lt;br /&gt;What are you trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody messes with my girlfriends ok?&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you first!&lt;br /&gt;I'm very protective towards every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;You wanna flirt, please go else where.&lt;br /&gt;They have enough guys around them, please.&lt;br /&gt;Jealous? No, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just very disgusted by all the things you did and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No names mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the best of mood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired and sick of things.&lt;br /&gt;Photos to be posted up in Facebook by weekends I hope.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I think I wanna die already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think there's no good guys left in this world.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;K box with loves tomorrow after work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7558701562576513407?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7558701562576513407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7558701562576513407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7558701562576513407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7558701562576513407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-people-disgust-me.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-8923877118847528693</id><published>2009-03-10T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:01:51.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Serena is having mood swing!&lt;br /&gt;心里不平衡!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;I hate to feel this way!&lt;br /&gt;Like the whole world offended you!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slammed so hard at the stupid photocopier today.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it kept giving me problems!&lt;br /&gt;Paper jam! WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some moron called me today.&lt;br /&gt;It was an overseas call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : Hello? 请问你是 COCO 吗？&lt;br /&gt;Me : 你打错电话了！BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I received a call.&lt;br /&gt;This time, unknown number.&lt;br /&gt;SAME CALLER, SAME SICKENING VOICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello?! (SUPER IRRITATED ALREADY LOR!)&lt;br /&gt;Him: 请问这是曹漆泰(Cao Qi Tai) 吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me(SUPER DULAN) : 他妈的！没有曹漆泰啦&lt;br /&gt;CHAO LAN JIAO (in hokkien) 你要不要？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never called back since then.&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH OUT LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;I'm super fierce at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't see the need to talk in a nice way to him.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm getting way out of control when I'm having mood swing.&lt;br /&gt;Anything small can irks me the whole damn day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD HELP MEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8923877118847528693?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8923877118847528693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8923877118847528693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8923877118847528693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8923877118847528693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/serena-is-having-mood-swing-argh-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-1597241739517220934</id><published>2009-03-08T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:34:11.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 Yager Bomb!&lt;br /&gt;1 Sex on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;1 Triple Jack!&lt;br /&gt;1 jug Martell Coke&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; 1 jug Martell Coke mixed with Henniken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah~ All these are listed as my favourite drinks man!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I drank so much yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Like a total miracle! LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see what we all drank yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;A total of:&lt;br /&gt;4 Flaming Lambo.&lt;br /&gt;4 sex on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;2 Triple Jack.&lt;br /&gt;5 Yager Bomb.&lt;br /&gt;2 jugs of Martell coke (one mixed with Henniken)&lt;br /&gt;2 bottles of Henniken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine how high (but still pretty sober) am I.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to vomit, you know!&lt;br /&gt;I went to the toilet twice.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing come out! =.=&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know is it a good thing or a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;Loads of crazy photos coming up in Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-1597241739517220934?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/1597241739517220934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=1597241739517220934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1597241739517220934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1597241739517220934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-yager-bomb-1-sex-on-beach-1-triple.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3419424235258067675</id><published>2009-03-07T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:36:52.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't know ...&lt;br /&gt;Love, to you, is just something which you want it, you get it.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need it, you throw it aside.&lt;br /&gt;We are not even friends now, HELLO?!&lt;br /&gt;Just fuck off from my life, will you?&lt;br /&gt;Just because you can't get that girl you like,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean that I have to entertain your shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really treat me as a friend,&lt;br /&gt;you won't fucking do this to me in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;Like have you ever spare a thought for my feelings?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; give me a valid and logical reason why should I listen to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that NAIVE and STUPID Serena&lt;br /&gt;who will always go to you whenever you need me now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the girl who is "You want me? Prove to me you're worth it" now.&lt;br /&gt;You changed, I changed too.&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect me to stay the way as in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Because that's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHUTURE BABY TONIGHT! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to update!&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from bro's house for sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO! Loves all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3419424235258067675?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3419424235258067675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3419424235258067675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3419424235258067675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3419424235258067675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-didnt-know.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7816500464034249877</id><published>2009-03-05T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:06:04.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should be updating this rotting blog. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I'm super super SUPER busy lah!&lt;br /&gt;Work and work and work, play and play and play!&lt;br /&gt;Ki siao already! LOLOLOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always look forward to the weekends!&lt;br /&gt;Never ending fun with my love ones!&lt;br /&gt;Because we get to party, eat, drink, play, sleep together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phuture-ing on Saturday, yet again!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is a shopping day!&lt;br /&gt;I can't waittttttttt~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you know! I saw rainbow twice in a week.&lt;br /&gt;The weather's getting abit weird luh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very tired these days.&lt;br /&gt;Especially today, I was late for work!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I had to do stock take and do my closing.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell man.&lt;br /&gt;But time pass really fast when you're so busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;TGIF LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need badly now, is a good body massage!&lt;br /&gt;I need to rest now! Goodbye! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7816500464034249877?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7816500464034249877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7816500464034249877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7816500464034249877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7816500464034249877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-should-be-updating-this-rotting-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5969570591570694127</id><published>2009-02-26T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:33:14.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SaaHcTK3-tI/AAAAAAAABCU/6_dTyEBmFY0/s1600-h/DSC04010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307078131154680530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SaaHcTK3-tI/AAAAAAAABCU/6_dTyEBmFY0/s400/DSC04010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I hope you enjoyed the 3 days marathon birthday celebration yeah?&lt;br /&gt;You're one of the precious person in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you are finally 21st!&lt;br /&gt;Next, will be my turn! =(&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best in everything you do!&lt;br /&gt;Plus, find your prince charming soon!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;I swear! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have Facebook, please go view all the photos!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lazy to upload everything here.&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out on Saturday with my NANA!&lt;br /&gt;Like finally, we are meeting up.&lt;br /&gt;God knows how long we didn't meet up already!&lt;br /&gt;The last time we met was like, when...&lt;br /&gt;I was still with that ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NANA, I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Don't dua me hor you!&lt;br /&gt;If you never dua me on Sat, I will love you twice as much!&lt;br /&gt;HEE HEE TEE HEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading to East Coast on Sunday with my SIAO EHS!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so so so excited lah!&lt;br /&gt;You know, I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a siao ding dong telling everybody I'm going East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's been ages since I've been there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't know if I can cycle now not leh!&lt;br /&gt;Me so lao ya can?!&lt;br /&gt;But come on, you have to accept the fact that&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been cycling since don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't end up with bruises here and there.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I will be -insert colourful languages here- all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think it will be fun lah!&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, please give me sunny and windy weather on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! I love you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5969570591570694127?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5969570591570694127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5969570591570694127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5969570591570694127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5969570591570694127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/02/darling-i-hope-you-enjoyed-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ueeck7XoL8Y/SaaHcTK3-tI/AAAAAAAABCU/6_dTyEBmFY0/s72-c/DSC04010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31832726.post-8995733243713985016</id><published>2009-02-21T08:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:11:49.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi lovers!&lt;br /&gt;I shall put valentine's day post aside first.&lt;br /&gt;Because there's more photos yet to upload.&lt;br /&gt;Be patient okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 16th February, Eugene and I met up at MacD.&lt;br /&gt;Brought our lappies over.&lt;br /&gt;I checked my mails while he did his report.&lt;br /&gt;I keep laughing at some lame shits lah.&lt;br /&gt;I never had the habit of reading mails.&lt;br /&gt;That's why it got more as the days pass.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what we did in MacD.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the last photo.&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE PUH-LEASEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/Eughui.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/eughui2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/eughui3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/eughui4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/eughui5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/eughui6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/eughui7.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/movie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched this movie with Eugene brother yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;It's very very very nice and funny too!&lt;br /&gt;I like the way how it ends and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Some couples end up well while some don't.&lt;br /&gt;Takes a lot of fate and courage I guess (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I don't have that kind of courage anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It just disappear within me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit this,&lt;br /&gt;but this courage has become into some kind of phobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, it's good to be in love! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at ChompChomp afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Food was good! But we didn't finish everything.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks brother for listening to me!&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I LOVE YOU TOO!&lt;br /&gt;You're someone close to my heart that I don't wanna lose yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, please get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;I really miss how you scold me everytime&lt;br /&gt;when I did something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you never failed to make me laugh at the end of the day!&lt;br /&gt;Phuture tonight baby!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not free this weekends!&lt;br /&gt;On leave on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! YAY! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch up with you guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8995733243713985016?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8995733243713985016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8995733243713985016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8995733243713985016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8995733243713985016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-lovers-i-shall-put-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-5378188322245020370</id><published>2009-02-19T08:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:28:46.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yupyup! After getting a good rest, I'm feeling much better! :D&lt;br /&gt;I deleted the two entries before this.&lt;br /&gt;So read this one yarh?&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I wanna thanks my darlings!&lt;br /&gt;That includes Eugene, Cally, Linda, ShiLing, Gina, Jeslene and etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn affected yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Besides what happened between R and I,&lt;br /&gt;something else just came in lah.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, so I was damn damn damn affected by the things around me.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me kk?&lt;br /&gt;Because it really felt like SHIT when everything just collapse in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling myself not to disappoint anyone already.&lt;br /&gt;I've done so much foolish things for R,&lt;br /&gt;and yet he still .....&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;He's not worth it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being stupid once is enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've better things to do like taking my BTT!&lt;br /&gt;I aim to get my driving license by this year! :D&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to roller blade!&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things leh!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to start learning new things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to think of what I really want now.&lt;br /&gt;After all these, I'm sure I will learn to be wiser and smarter in relationships!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling is very happy!&lt;br /&gt;Because I managed to put my contacts in already!&lt;br /&gt;YUPYUP! One down for the new year's resolution! :D&lt;br /&gt;Me is sooooo happy!&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Eugene Brother! LOVESLOVES!&lt;br /&gt;P/S; Darling, you better drink more water! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day entry will be up soon I guess.&lt;br /&gt;If I've the time! Maybe Saturday! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Take care lovers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-5378188322245020370?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/5378188322245020370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=5378188322245020370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5378188322245020370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/5378188322245020370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/02/yupyup-after-getting-good-rest-im.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-8261961975107044047</id><published>2009-02-16T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:30:52.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know making a decision can be so tough.&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life, I have to make any decisions.&lt;br /&gt;Not like I never make decisions in my life.&lt;br /&gt;But... the feeling is so different this time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm still confused.&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if I'm just taking things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, him for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want things to end this way.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know how to make things better.&lt;br /&gt;Follow my heart yeah?&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is still aching.&lt;br /&gt;Still feel so strongly for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who I can't forget......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8261961975107044047?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8261961975107044047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8261961975107044047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8261961975107044047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8261961975107044047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-351975821366444652</id><published>2009-02-14T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:04:18.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi lovers!&lt;br /&gt;Happy valentines' day to you people!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun with your love ones today!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to enjoy myself today!&lt;br /&gt;Because this is the day filled with love everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, someone gave me a surprise when it striked midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sweet isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, he bought something he shouldn't buy in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;But I appreciated it k!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your roses! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ONLY YOUR ROSES! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out on a date later!&lt;br /&gt;With.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;EUG BROTHER AND CALLY DARLING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? You are expecting me to go out with guys today?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;Because Eug brother and Cally darling are my top priority.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Linda jie! Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;Even if all the guys died, I still think I want them to stay beside me the most!&lt;br /&gt;I can fucking hell live without guys luh. Puhhh-lease!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to the post office to collect some stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;Please enjoy yourself to the fullest ok?&lt;br /&gt;Serena loves you! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-351975821366444652?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/351975821366444652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=351975821366444652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/351975821366444652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/351975821366444652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-lovers-happy-valentines-day-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-8451447499494156899</id><published>2009-02-10T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:27:43.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very happy now! :D&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why either.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the reason is Ricky?&lt;br /&gt;He made me laugh like a retard last night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; suddenly all the feelings came back within an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, damn pathetic right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew, I was never over him in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Not even a second of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I kept brain-washing myself to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup! I'm going to follow my heart this time.&lt;br /&gt;If feelings really faded, I just have to face it.&lt;br /&gt;If not, then it will become another problem for me.&lt;br /&gt;Not like, I really yearn for his love luh.&lt;br /&gt;But you know, this kinda thing take two hands to clap (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though, I got scolding from GM for nothing again yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still very happy!&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm immune to his nonsense already.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that makes me treat him like a transparent piece of glass. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, he's just finding somebody to vent anger on when he's in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;Like forever, it happens this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love tang yuan! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-8451447499494156899?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/8451447499494156899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=8451447499494156899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8451447499494156899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/8451447499494156899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-very-happy-now-d-i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-4501964980212700137</id><published>2009-02-09T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:05:59.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shitty menses cramp.&lt;br /&gt;I just recovered from the bloody hell sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now.. menses cramp. Wtf, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to clear my work by Friday! (:&lt;br /&gt;Then I can go enjoy myself on Valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm very very happy!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to Valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;You all can never guess who is my date on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! I've cut my hair short!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, no lah. I just trimmed it yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;So happy! &amp;amp; I dye it brown also!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking if I should cut it short eh.&lt;br /&gt;Should I or should I not?&lt;br /&gt;Darling say I look better with long hair!&lt;br /&gt;But a lot of people prefer me with short hair.&lt;br /&gt;HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a dilemma now =(&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to stuck between two.&lt;br /&gt;It really sucks man, I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-4501964980212700137?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/4501964980212700137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=4501964980212700137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4501964980212700137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4501964980212700137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/02/shitty-menses-cramp.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2321323567580353712</id><published>2009-02-07T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:17:01.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy girl! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I'm almost recover from the stupid illness!&lt;br /&gt;But, darling and brother were sick lah!&lt;br /&gt;I think I spread to them one =X&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I kept meeting them everyday?!&lt;br /&gt;DRINK MORE WATER OKAYS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how it feels to vomit everything after you eat?&lt;br /&gt;Totally feels like shit! Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup, my mood is better now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite happy now! :D&lt;br /&gt;But something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;Which I don't know what is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog lacks a banner! =(&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do it tomorrow or what luh.&lt;br /&gt;Super lazy! I need a rest!&lt;br /&gt;Toodles! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2321323567580353712?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2321323567580353712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2321323567580353712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2321323567580353712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2321323567580353712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-almost-recover-from-stupid-illness.html' title='Happy girl! &lt;3'/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2370806492320418164</id><published>2009-02-01T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:43:14.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the love yo?!</title><content type='html'>It's the month of February now!&lt;br /&gt;The month where Valentine's day lies.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies so fast yeah?&lt;br /&gt;I realised I've been sleeping most of the time away&lt;br /&gt;because I still haven't recover from the stupid flu and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Super irritating! =(&lt;br /&gt;Dragging for more than a week already, omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found out something interesting which happens in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day falls on the 14th of Feb right?&lt;br /&gt;Girls buy chocolates and whatever not for their guys on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Guys are supposed to return the favour on 14th of March,&lt;br /&gt;which is one month from then.&lt;br /&gt;They called 14th of Feb - White Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;14th of March - Black Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;So cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how will you celebrate your Valentine's day? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with a new layout and all.&lt;br /&gt;I've been blogging super randomly nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm not in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;My appetite dropped to the lowest.&lt;br /&gt;I can survive with just a meal per day.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm gaining immortality soon, lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings fade so fast till I can't believe it myself too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not considered steadfast in relationships then.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so used to being alone now (:&lt;br /&gt;Guess I just have that phobia running in my mind everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love charm, love charm, love charm.&lt;br /&gt;Please bring love to everybody around me!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2370806492320418164?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2370806492320418164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2370806492320418164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2370806492320418164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2370806492320418164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-month-of-february-now-month-where.html' title='Where is the love yo?!'/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-1126195359705630368</id><published>2009-01-30T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:16:35.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not in the best of mood.&lt;br /&gt;Had been feeling up and down, up and down.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY FEEL LIKE SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, how I wish somebody can make me smile the whole day man.&lt;br /&gt;Like, seriously it sucks to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm feeling this way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think it's useless to do so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You never know that person will appreciate it or not.&lt;br /&gt;I find it pointless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know I'm complaining again.&lt;br /&gt;But what the fuck man!&lt;br /&gt;I hate this life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;! Like serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never been so upset and so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dulan&lt;/span&gt; for so long in ancient years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wtf&lt;/span&gt; is wrong with me man!&lt;br /&gt;Just feel so fucking fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt;, I'm still able to crap with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jeslene&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a psycho with spilt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;personalities&lt;/span&gt; now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥, Serena ﺕ Your typical Miss Sunshine. Speak for yourself. says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm rotting on my chair&lt;br /&gt;♥, Serena ﺕ Your typical Miss Sunshine. Speak for yourself. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeslene ♪ Gotta stop being so restless everyday. says:&lt;br /&gt;grow mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥, Serena ﺕ Your typical Miss Sunshine. Speak for yourself. says:&lt;br /&gt;fungus&lt;br /&gt;♥, Serena ﺕ Your typical Miss Sunshine. Speak for yourself. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeslene ♪ Gotta stop being so restless everyday. says:&lt;br /&gt;nid more water&lt;br /&gt;Jeslene ♪ Gotta stop being so restless everyday. says:&lt;br /&gt;lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥, Serena ﺕ Your typical Miss Sunshine. Speak for yourself. says:&lt;br /&gt;i need rainwater and sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;♥, Serena ﺕ Your typical Miss Sunshine. Speak for yourself. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;♥, Serena ﺕ Your typical Miss Sunshine. Speak for yourself. says:&lt;br /&gt;fertilizers&lt;br /&gt;♥, Serena ﺕ Your typical Miss Sunshine. Speak for yourself. says:&lt;br /&gt;give me shit!&lt;br /&gt;♥, Serena ﺕ Your typical Miss Sunshine. Speak for yourself. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeslene ♪ Gotta stop being so restless everyday. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended. Goodbye! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-1126195359705630368?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/1126195359705630368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=1126195359705630368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1126195359705630368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/1126195359705630368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-not-in-best-of-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-4425464668474939036</id><published>2009-01-26T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:15:48.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm down with a fever now =(&lt;br /&gt;Totally feel like shit okay?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm super suay.&lt;br /&gt;New year's eve, I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year, I'm having fever like again?&lt;br /&gt;Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, I did not even touch any of the new year goodies.&lt;br /&gt;Sad case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having the stupid dying throat,&lt;br /&gt;I still enjoyed myself!&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously addicted to mahjong and fish pond.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, fish pond is the &lt;em&gt;tiao hong yu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But I lost quite abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent quite abit on the cny's eve.&lt;br /&gt;Brother and I went Vivo to hunt for clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I spent like over 100 bucks on him and a pullover dress for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 150 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;You know my auntie's maid?&lt;br /&gt;She knows how to read palms.&lt;br /&gt;Predicted that mummy's life will be blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; one of her children is very clever and will be very rich in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is I will be marrying a rich guy.&lt;br /&gt;Help in the business with my husband and become richer.&lt;br /&gt;And I will live a long life.&lt;br /&gt;My future husband is not young not old kinda.&lt;br /&gt;She said I will meet that guy soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how true lah.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna lead a normal life with enough money to spend.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody around me to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what will happen in the future right?&lt;br /&gt;And if that right guy comes, I won't know also (:&lt;br /&gt;So let nature takes its course yeap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all! (:&lt;br /&gt;Collect lotsa hong baos alright!&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting some eye shut now.&lt;br /&gt;My fever shot up to 38.8 degrees already.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight and goodbye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-4425464668474939036?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/4425464668474939036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=4425464668474939036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4425464668474939036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4425464668474939036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-down-with-fever-now-totally-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2714563042433246142</id><published>2009-01-24T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T03:17:05.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sucks to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;When we all tried so hard to make things better,&lt;br /&gt;some people are trying to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna chu stunt or something.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, Idk lah.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of us are PMS-ing.&lt;br /&gt;When somebody shouted, the mood will sink to the lowest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when we ALL are not in a mood,&lt;br /&gt;somebody did something wrong,&lt;br /&gt;we ALL will burst together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so shitty in my life before.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling damn WHAT THE FUCK yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot deny it, even though it never showed on my face.&lt;br /&gt;I just know I had to leave early.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm someone who will speak without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it may just hurt someone's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very hard to please everyone, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving my best yo! (:&lt;br /&gt;Talking about giving attitude,&lt;br /&gt;who wouldn't be if one is PMS-ING?&lt;br /&gt;Just that the timing isn't right for everyone yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine everybody burst and everyone ended up crying?&lt;br /&gt;SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's gonna happen in the future.&lt;br /&gt;But I really cherish everyone of you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2714563042433246142?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2714563042433246142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2714563042433246142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2714563042433246142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2714563042433246142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-sucks-to-be-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6279905436622968834</id><published>2009-01-23T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:33:35.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm thinking, if I live for the sake of other people?&lt;br /&gt;Or I live for myself?&lt;br /&gt;Am I just selfish for some reasons?&lt;br /&gt;Like when I help others, I expect others to help me too?&lt;br /&gt;Or it's because I just wanna help them, the feeling comes from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will take for granted for sure.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always hoping that I will have the best of both worlds.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want one or rather both party to get upset over something.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, someone have to give in yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day, I will be very sick of giving in.&lt;br /&gt;"Like how long must this goes on?&lt;br /&gt;I'm always the one giving in, bloody hell."&lt;br /&gt;I don't deny I will have this kinda thinking, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, don't you feel dulan when you give in too many times?&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6279905436622968834?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6279905436622968834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6279905436622968834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6279905436622968834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6279905436622968834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-thinking-if-i-live-for-sake-of-other.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7162177526751627494</id><published>2009-01-20T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:10:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M FUCKING SICK AND TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;ALL THESE NONSENSE ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I HAVE TO TOLERATE ALL THOSE SHITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I &lt;strong&gt;USED TO&lt;/strong&gt; THINK MAYBE IT'S NOT A BAD IDEA TO STAY HERE.&lt;br /&gt;BUT FUCKING HELL! PUIIIIIIII~ NABEI CHEEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF YOU ARE FUCKING HELL SHOWING YOUR TRUE COLOURS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL LUN TILL END OF THIS YEAR,&lt;br /&gt;THEN I ZHAO LANG ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE EARLIER THAN THAT, I GUESS.&lt;br /&gt;SEE HOW HIGH MY TOLERANCE LEVEL CAN GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY COLLEAGUES SAID I'VE SLACKED A LOT SINCE THE DAY I CAME IN.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;SOME PEOPLE ARE FORCING ME TO BE LIKE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY TRIED VERY HARD TO GET THINGS DONE.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHAT HAPPENED?&lt;br /&gt;YOU PEOPLE TOOK FOR GRANTED RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;SO I ALSO BO KAH LAN LOR.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TIME, I LUN.&lt;br /&gt;SECOND TIME, I TELL MYSELF, YOU MUST LUN!&lt;br /&gt;THIRD TIME, I BURST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU MUST WAIT UNTIL I BURST THEN YOU SCARE IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T USUALLY THROW MY TEMPER TO ANYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF THEY REALLY MADE ME SUPER ANGRY,&lt;br /&gt;I WILL JUST SIT ONE CORNER AND CRY.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S HOW I VENT OUT.&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY I WILL CRY NOW!&lt;br /&gt;I WILL FUCK YOU UPSIDE DOWN INSTEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AHEAD AND COMPLAIN ABOUT ME.&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T GIVE A FUCKING DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;'CAUSE I'M GOING TO ZHAO LANG SOONER OR LATER.&lt;br /&gt;IF NOT FOR THE STUPID RECESSION,&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T FUCKING STAY HERE, FOR GOODNESS' SAKE PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT TIME I SHALL FUCKING SHUT MY MOUTH.&lt;br /&gt;THE MORE YOU SAY, THE MORE MISTAKES YOU MADE.&lt;br /&gt;SO, I JUST KEEP QUIET AND SIT THERE LIKE A BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL, FUCK OFF.&lt;br /&gt;PEACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7162177526751627494?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7162177526751627494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7162177526751627494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7162177526751627494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7162177526751627494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-fucking-sick-and-tired-all-these.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7774939232644879054</id><published>2009-01-18T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:34:29.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changing a new blogskin and a new blog address!&lt;br /&gt;So won't be blogging for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you can manage to stalk my private blog.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry luh, I kept changing address! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7774939232644879054?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7774939232644879054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7774939232644879054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7774939232644879054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7774939232644879054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/changing-new-blogskin-and-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6924687990561528731</id><published>2009-01-17T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:35:26.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How many times must I repeat myself?&lt;br /&gt;I said once, I said twice, I even repeat myself thrice.&lt;br /&gt;I really fucking hate to repeat myself over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when I'm fucking pissed off,&lt;br /&gt;please kindly take note that I will say even more hurtful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant it when I said it once.&lt;br /&gt;Once is enough okay?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think I made a lot of people misunderstood with what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;Am I so bad in explaining things?&lt;br /&gt;Did I make it so unclear?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like, want me to say it straight in your face, then you gum wan?&lt;br /&gt;I have make myself very clear right?!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anybody to tell me what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking clear of what I want now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the typical Serena,&lt;br /&gt;you only have to know one thing.&lt;br /&gt;That is, when comes to love,&lt;br /&gt;she won't hesitate to reject anybody.&lt;br /&gt;NO IS A NO!&lt;br /&gt;YES IS A YES!&lt;br /&gt;NO BLACK AND WHITE MIXTURE.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Ricky isn't treating me right.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he told me a lot of bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he is not a good boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still love him, like the way I fall for him, so crazily in love.&lt;br /&gt;It never change from last time till now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't dare to say I will still love him like fuck in the future.&lt;br /&gt;But as for now, I still hold great feelings for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; who are you to tell me all these?&lt;br /&gt;"Aiya, he's just playing with your feelings."&lt;br /&gt;"He's not the one for you."&lt;br /&gt;"I can be a better boyfriend than him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE~&lt;br /&gt;Why are you sure that you can be a better boyfriend than him?&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't know how Ricky treats me in the past when we are together,&lt;br /&gt;I would advise you to shut the fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinchillas are damn cute lor!&lt;br /&gt;Why nobody like it one?!&lt;br /&gt;It look like *I****Z*!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6924687990561528731?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6924687990561528731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6924687990561528731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6924687990561528731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6924687990561528731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-many-times-must-i-repeat-myself-i.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3068285277046836814</id><published>2009-01-15T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:43:24.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I really feel like screaming to some people in the office.&lt;br /&gt;Can't they just wake up and stop giving me last minute work?&lt;br /&gt;Kan ni na. You buay sian ah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got really dulan everytime they give me last minute stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Later kaopei me and say URGENT URGENT URGENT!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you lor! Last minute go heaven find for you is it?!&lt;br /&gt;Nabei cheebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm fucking sick of this job man!&lt;br /&gt;Getting more and more kan ni na bei chao gu niang!&lt;br /&gt;Sibei fuckening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3068285277046836814?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3068285277046836814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3068285277046836814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3068285277046836814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3068285277046836814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-i-really-feel-like-screaming.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-795395656980364123</id><published>2009-01-14T08:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:13:53.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It sucks to be Serena!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;It's very hard for me not to bear grudges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cos I'm someone who has a very good memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can forgive everything, anything in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But too bad for you, I won't forget everything you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bad or good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blame it on my memory then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-795395656980364123?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/795395656980364123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=795395656980364123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/795395656980364123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/795395656980364123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-sucks-to-be-serena-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-6459870402741668345</id><published>2009-01-12T11:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:20:31.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Valentine's day will be one month from now.&lt;br /&gt;But I've rejected a few people already.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to spend this Valentine's with guys.&lt;br /&gt;Meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Most probably I will be heading to the club with my girls :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note; Bibi will be one year old counting from Valentine's day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fuckin' change my mind this time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I still care.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I do, it will be all lies if I say no.&lt;br /&gt;So what if I still love you just as much in the past?&lt;br /&gt;We can't be together already.&lt;br /&gt;Be it now or future, it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I can only be there for you as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Or rather a fling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you can't make the decision, I will get to choose then.&lt;br /&gt;When they say, love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;It's true.&lt;br /&gt;When they say, lovers can't be good friends after they broke up.&lt;br /&gt;It's true too.&lt;br /&gt;So it's true.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your hugs, but Bibi is always the one that accompany me through the night.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how you help to cover my blanket back everytime&lt;br /&gt;I kicked it away when I'm asleep,&lt;br /&gt;but now I always got up to get myself covered.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how you always make me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;but now I'm always the one who is making people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I know I shouldn't be saying this.&lt;br /&gt;But I still miss you, boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-6459870402741668345?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/6459870402741668345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=6459870402741668345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6459870402741668345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/6459870402741668345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/valentines-day-will-be-one-month-from.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2314456400675946363</id><published>2009-01-10T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:55:21.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maltesers bear in the office! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/Photo0076i.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Life sucks!&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to spend money on skincare products and those shits.&lt;br /&gt;Which is not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Last time I wouldn't even spend a cent on masks, toner, moisturisers etc okay?&lt;br /&gt;I just wash my face everyday with the Garnier's cleanser which cost less than 4 bucks?!&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think I'm going to be broke!&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm getting Fancl stuffs this weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Got their samples yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And wow! It's quite good actually.&lt;br /&gt;Da jie! All your fault! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's time to pamper myself already!&lt;br /&gt;I look damn shagged everyday now!&lt;br /&gt;Because of work and some horrible people attacking me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;My skin look like shit now! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I think it's because I club almost every weekends,&lt;br /&gt;that is why my skin look so CUI~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Love all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2314456400675946363?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2314456400675946363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2314456400675946363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2314456400675946363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2314456400675946363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/maltesers-bear-in-office-3-life-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2511709972993723664</id><published>2009-01-07T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:16:49.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh, things ain't going well.&lt;br /&gt;I met some problem with some online sellers.&lt;br /&gt;One sent me wrong item, one told me the item I wanted was oos.&lt;br /&gt;WTH?! Two weeks ago, I paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now, oos? Really what the fuck man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to mention the blogshop.&lt;br /&gt;No point yeah?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if you know there's no stocks at your supplier side,&lt;br /&gt;please let me know earlier?&lt;br /&gt;And not letting me know 2 weeks after I paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Serious.&lt;br /&gt;The one who sent me the wrong item, I can understand (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the girl is very nice, so I don't blame her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him =(&lt;br /&gt;All the things I've said to him.&lt;br /&gt;Am I starting to regret it?&lt;br /&gt;But I really don't want to bear any more hopes.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to be hard-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know this relationship will take us to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much effort and pain I took to say out all those shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words...&lt;br /&gt;So hurting yet so true.&lt;br /&gt;Even though, my heart doesn't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I fuckin' force myself to say.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is killing me, but I have to act as if I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;You know how fuckin' hurting it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never understand.&lt;br /&gt;Because right in the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;you've never spare a thought for me.&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to love you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;when you still don't know what you really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if your care and concern is just for that moment.&lt;br /&gt;To me, I know, it's not a forever one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2511709972993723664?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2511709972993723664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2511709972993723664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2511709972993723664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2511709972993723664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh-things-aint-going-well.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-57893440229939404</id><published>2009-01-07T08:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:24:50.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm almost recovering from the shit I had the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Was coughing like mad,&lt;br /&gt;grabbing tissue every 30 secs is not fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's all the junk I ate luh.&lt;br /&gt;Lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I slept from 7pm to 630am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I was totally worn out from work man.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm very energetic! Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's time to focus on something more important.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, Jan's pay will be coming in on 16th.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, I'm going to be super broke during Feb.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Early pay, early spending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging randomly because some shit just got into me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna mention it here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day people! Enjoy! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-57893440229939404?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/57893440229939404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=57893440229939404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/57893440229939404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/57893440229939404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-almost-recovering-from-shit-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3266265594282191184</id><published>2009-01-04T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:07:59.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sick of clubbing now!&lt;br /&gt;YES, LIKE FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;I need to find something else to entertain myself.&lt;br /&gt;Because if I keep on clubbing, a lot of money will be wasted!&lt;br /&gt;At least 50 bucks gone within a night okay?&lt;br /&gt;WTF, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I saw Ricky yesterday again.&lt;br /&gt;(It's forever that I will see him in Phuture)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if he saw me. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;That's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;I'm numb this time, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;That's why the feeling isn't as strong as last time?&lt;br /&gt;I just feel very weird seeing him after what had happened during Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sms-ed B and told him everything.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I wasn't that sad afterall?&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'm almost over Ricky but still feeling weird?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know lah! Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 to settle down for more important stuffs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3266265594282191184?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3266265594282191184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3266265594282191184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3266265594282191184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3266265594282191184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-so-sick-of-clubbing-now-yes-like.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-2648777976017973336</id><published>2009-01-01T08:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:46:08.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First post of 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do an update about my new year resolutions (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, let me do a run-though for what I did in whole of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I was still in love for the first half of the year, single for the second half. A lot of set backs through out all those shits. Because I didn't know how to be a girlfriend to a guy? Or maybe it's just fate? I don't know. But after all these, I know who are the ones who truly loves me for me :D Overall, my love life was a fuckin' mess in 2008 and not forgetting I flirt/fling so much that you can hardly know who is who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Friends and I become much closer towards the end of the year. They are always there for me. Some drifted apart, some left and some become strangers to me. This is life! Accept it and move on. They are the ones who I held so close to my heart. Although, we had some arguments over certain things. But we know we can't live without each other. Met new friends, some here to stay. Some are not meant to be, you know just friends? Lol. I don't mean boyfriend-girlfriend relationship okay? LOL! &amp; we all know we love each other so much, no matter how stupid and foolish we are in r/s or whatever shitty problem we got into. We are the ones standing there for any of us, whether to vent anger on, lend a shoulder to cry on or just be a listener. I guess I fully understand what's the true meaning of true friendship now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I felt I never cared much for my family as well as my own brother. It's a home for me to sleep in and a shelter from the wind and rain. That's my mentality in the past. But now, I think family is the most important. As you grow older, you will tend to lean more towards your family yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm a total party animal in 2008! Countless of clubbing nights, be it Wednesdays, Fridays or Saturdays. Lol! Shits happened when you club, but we still had a lot of fun! You know for us, clubbing on Saturdays become a routine for us who can make it. I guess Phuture really earn my moolahs away. Knn. Pay a price to have fun? That's so true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think my share of vulgarities can cause a flood. Not trying to act like ah lian or whatever? But sometimes, you just said it for the fun of it? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My temper grew from bad to worse, after I got the job as a Purchaser. Longest job I've stay on so far in my history. Did some part-time jobs as well. When you have money, you tend to spend on clothings and those clubbing shits. LOL! That is why my wardrobe is like exploding? Buay tahan. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 2009! I ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to be a better person in terms of character. I think I'm really horrible at times. Learn how to control my temper and stop making a big hoohaa out of something small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to change my image as well. I give myself another 3 months to lose that bloody specs of mine (: I want to cut, dye and change another hairstyle! 'Because bangs companied me for more than 3 years already. People are sick of my hairstyle too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to tone down. Be it clubbing, flirting around, screaming vulgarities and those things I shouldn't do in the first place. I shall behave more like a girl in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to stay single till I really meet that guy who is right for me. I don't want to go into relationships that I know it won't last? I believe feelings come first. No younger guys for me, thanks. I like guys who are 23 or older. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to study my pet groomer course and hopefully complete it by end of 2009? That's my dream when I know I can't be a vet. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to spend more time with my family and grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to save a lot of money for future use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to slim down like a 5 kgs? I think I'm fat! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to live a healthier life! 'Cause I really do not have enough sleep all the time. &amp; I shall forsake suppers! Fuck, they are the cause of those fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- want to maintain the jogging routine after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to you people! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt like fuck now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick again, with sore throat cough and serious running nose.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; no clubbing for me this Saturday because I got shits to clear at work.&lt;br /&gt;So I have to go back to work on a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Great huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling was very sad when I told her.&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind okay!&lt;br /&gt;I try to rush down if I can clear my work in time.&lt;br /&gt;No promises, but will try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cally, Linda, Eugene, ShiLing, Xi Shi are my love ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-2648777976017973336?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/2648777976017973336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=2648777976017973336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2648777976017973336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/2648777976017973336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-post-of-2009-im-gonna-do-update.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-7211654041152221342</id><published>2008-12-30T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:46:31.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW! Look what we have here.&lt;br /&gt;Getting intense eh?&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm having a "fake hair" title.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks yo!&lt;br /&gt;But no offence taken, Alvin (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay lah!&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes in life, people are there to bring you down.&lt;br /&gt;You overcome it, you become stronger.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't? Too bad for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERIOS YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-7211654041152221342?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/7211654041152221342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=7211654041152221342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7211654041152221342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/7211654041152221342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow-look-what-we-have-here.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-477411928524024007</id><published>2008-12-28T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T10:12:06.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah, my blog damn popular now eh! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. Say whatever you want lah.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;Please bear in mind that people love my disgusting hairstyle and acting cute!&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, are you like jealous?&lt;br /&gt;So many people love me to death!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to be a bitch, a fugly one.&lt;br /&gt;So what's the fucking big deal?&lt;br /&gt;Awww~ Does it affect you so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking the truth, yes totally.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are.&lt;br /&gt;But that's what you think, not what other people think yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm fugly, I think it's none of your fucking business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios to you too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phuture was great last night yo!&lt;br /&gt;But we left early at around 2 plus 3.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the effing N6 is like totally crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed back home instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Brother Eugene to be back!&lt;br /&gt;We all miss him like crazy can?!&lt;br /&gt;31st! I can't wait, can't wait! Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;Loves all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-477411928524024007?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/477411928524024007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=477411928524024007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/477411928524024007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/477411928524024007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2008/12/wah-my-blog-damn-popular-now-eh-ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-4132755503085612742</id><published>2008-12-27T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:31:13.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/S.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the fugly bitch everyone loves! :D&lt;br /&gt;Try harder to bring me down next time yo!&lt;br /&gt;Awwww~ Please try harder!&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to try harder.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back for more updates!&lt;br /&gt;I'm clearing my wardrobe now.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING A LOT OF CLOTHES LOR!&lt;br /&gt;Buay tahan. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos! Loves all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-4132755503085612742?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/4132755503085612742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=4132755503085612742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4132755503085612742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/4132755503085612742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2008/12/heres-fugly-bitch-everyone-loves-d-try.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-3058482491773987670</id><published>2008-12-23T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:52:36.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Webcaming fun with Pudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/1-4.gif"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't in the best of mood today.&lt;br /&gt;Partly cause by mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; partly cause by some idiotic people in the office.&lt;br /&gt;Count me out when there's a gathering in the company.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the fuck they all want.&lt;br /&gt;Everything we do makes nobody happy.&lt;br /&gt;So what's the point in putting so much effort?&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;Say whatever you want!&lt;br /&gt;Next time you buy a Louis Vuitton log cake with gold bits toppings okays?!&lt;br /&gt;Kan ni na.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I won't let you off the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good people don't live long eh?&lt;br /&gt;Agree with me? Lololol.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they say people with a heart of gold die early. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-3058482491773987670?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/3058482491773987670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=3058482491773987670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3058482491773987670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/3058482491773987670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2008/12/webcaming-fun-with-pudding-wasnt-in.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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-31832726.post-421364932247402606</id><published>2008-12-20T11:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:38:11.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE! Imya! Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back for a much-long-awaited entry!&lt;br /&gt;Okok! I announce something first okay!&lt;br /&gt;Serena didn't go for clubbing for 2 weeks already!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate coolness right!&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm kinda sian of clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;My liver is going to die on me!&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we go clubbing, it will be&lt;br /&gt;FLAMING LAMBO AND VOLKA LIME AND WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me, my liver will die anot? Lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway anyway anyway, we will still go on 26th and 27th!&lt;br /&gt;POST XMAS PARTYING!&lt;br /&gt;Darling say it's to make up for the Xmas and Zouk Out!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Xmas tix will cost around 38 if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So freaking expensive, but they say it's fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this post, I won't be blogging till Christmas is over!&lt;br /&gt;22nd; Working.&lt;br /&gt;23rd; Working and company's xmas party.&lt;br /&gt;24th; Christmas' Eve. Half day work and hanging out with darlings.&lt;br /&gt;25th; XMAS! Will be spending the whole day over at Auntie's house.&lt;br /&gt;26th; On leave. Clubbing at night! PAY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;27th; Might be clubbing again!&lt;br /&gt;28th; Rest enough for work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;29th; Working.&lt;br /&gt;30th; Working.&lt;br /&gt;31st; Half day and countdown to new year! Eugene's coming back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that should be it. Don't ask me out already.&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT FREE! LOLOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with Jes and Kailin later.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can get presents for 25th's party!&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Vic's later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the photos! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Soft toys mania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/1-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char Kway Tiao at 644!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/2-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SiewChoo's 20th birthday celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/3-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper's 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/4-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/5-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/6-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/7-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this small lil xmas hat for Linda and Cally! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v48/galgal/14.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND MERRY XMAS LOVLIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31832726-421364932247402606?l=ladyaneres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/feeds/421364932247402606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31832726&amp;postID=421364932247402606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/421364932247402606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31832726/posts/default/421364932247402606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyaneres.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-people-imya-heehee.html' title=''/><author><name>serena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09986018487048694251</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>
