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SILVER
the last romance


3rd nov 1992
plmgss
3b2 07
4b2 08
Tracker
Bf0901
Slacker


Music
the songs you used to play

music code here.

tagboard
the words we all said



Linkages
the exits to escape

peiling
yeeshan
eugenice
huimin
mabel
evon
clique

Past
the historys to forget

July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
November 2008
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
September 2009
February 2010
March 2010
April 2010


Credits
the sources of love

Designer : DEAD-dolliie

Friday, November 21, 2008
the stories that happened yesterday

PIctures time!!
21st Nov 2008, friday

Introducing my two darling companians for the day:




























































Sorry ppl, my pics are slanted and i am lazy to tilt it. So pls tilt ur head instead. Thanks:)

20th nov 2008, thursday








Look! There is some unfair treatment going on here. Yt got the cake on the left, with chocolate on it:(






















































The food was so "delicious"!!! Look at her expression!!




























Nothing much here. Jus some zi lian pic going on!!
18thNov 2008, tuesday
Prom night!!!
















































































































































PIctues time with all the clique members!!































































Wow!! Whose pretty fingernails does all these belongs to?? So gorgeous!! haha
















































8:48 PM


Saturday, November 15, 2008
the stories that happened yesterday

FAILURE

I feel like a failure plus loser all along. I jus had this feeling nowadays.

After so many attempts in finding a job, i seriously realised the cruelty of this society. OKay maybe i have matured in my thinkings. But i am still a failure in both my worklife and even friendship.

I am like wondering why do i still have to act on a brave front when i am terribly hurt inside? Does my happy-go-lucky manner make ppl think that i dun really bother about anything?
I did changed my attitude but wat did i get in return?

Stupid stupid stupid.....is the only word that my family members could scold me.

OKAy i admit that i am stupid. So wat! Can i also be retarded and have no more feelings?



11:36 PM


Friday, November 14, 2008
the stories that happened yesterday

I NEED A JOB SERIOUSLY

I feel like a retrenched worker that is going out everyday to hunt for a job. Anyone that see this blog, pls hire me for chatting with u to spend ur time away. Very cheap price 5/hr. ha

I am sick of taking train and bus already. Phobia of it.

Okay i bought my prom dress but my BELT!!! MY SHOES!!!
Where am i going to get them. Can they jus drop from the darling sky and land right in front of my doorstep now?? Or some kind hearted soul wan to buy it for me...

OKay i shall not be so thick skin. I am bored.

I am getting a job... i am not getting a job....i am getting a job......i am not getting a job....



9:28 PM


Friday, November 07, 2008
the stories that happened yesterday

Since you knew me that long, u should know how i type my messages.

But i finally know the meaning of friends. Thanks.

If u dare to post the blog, pls dun delete it. I am so not going to delete my post too. So dun worry.



4:48 PM


the stories that happened yesterday

Happy 16th birthday to me. Ha.

It was a sad day though but thanks the clique for celebrating with me. Thanks the whole clique for the 25 dollars :) Thanks peiling and shan for the goodie bag with my favourite calbury chocolate :) Thanks evon for the chocolate cake.

And thanks all that sms at in the night. Ha.

But it was still a sad birthday to me.... Nvm since the whole clique experience the same for their birthday i so not be too complainsome

Thanks all. Love ya



4:43 PM