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Monday, November 13, 2006


Somemore updates of the night. The birthday boy with his cake, his mom and his cousin. Well, wish him. Happy Happy Birthday. And hopes that he can be a good good boy in the future. He has to be tough.




Good night. *Updated at 8.54pm


Congratulation to my blog this is the 101 posts feel so unbelievable about it. I started blogging two years ago but stop for a while as my privacy was intruded so here i come once again without fearing my privacy being intruded again. I am blogging about my life, my love, my venting so i am blogging about how i feel, what i like, what i dislike, what i am happy aboout and what i am not. Well, it is mostly about my life and my thoughts so if you dont like it then dont see it lo. I am not going to force you. LOl. Not going to push your head to the monitor or screen of your computer. Lol. Enjoy my blog, if you can but spare me if i vent. Lol.



Firstly, Happy Birthday to Anson Yeo. He is now 4 years old. Hope that he can be more good boy. Muackss... Love him and Darren. Lol.






Recently a lot of things happen, i mean inside my own little word, that is why i blog the last 2 post with the title of Me 2 and Me. A lot of changes in my life that i dont want to accept. I still dont want to accept the fact that i am old already but i always tell my self that i am 17 and almost 18 but i have to be so independent and do all the things myself. Am i forcing my self to grow and missing the teenagers kind of life? Well, i also dont know. Sometimes people praise me for my independence but deep down in my heart, i want to ask them:"do you know what i have lost of being mature and independent?" But i never ask and just smile at them. Too many question marks in my heart. There are a lot things that i dont understand and am forcing myself to grow up and be mature.


This morning me and Tyna chatted a few things about guys. About perfect guys. As i am a christian, to me, there is no one perfect in this world. I love my boy friend a lot as he is very independent. Ha ha. I love guys that are independent *ehem, am i hinting? Ha ha. Nope, just FYI. Lol.

Now here is my bf's hand in recovery, so yuck la.. He tried to touch me with it but yuckss... Not letting him to do so. Ha ha.









I love my boy friend. Lol.




Well, there is a big rock in my surrounding, not in my life in others life but it is now solve. Because he has gone some where else and now there is a bunch of rubbish left behind for the his parents and his wife to settle it. Sad right? What kind of man is that? As that is happening a lot of people gave me advice like widden your eyes when you choose your man.




with l0v3, The only tame shark
2:15 PM