tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46331570476824110242024-03-05T04:43:38.615-08:00Love is in the airJuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-51185752075600695332009-11-08T08:32:00.000-08:002009-11-08T08:40:41.321-08:00From Lovers to Strangers9.November.2009(On a Monday)<br />12.32am Sunday night<br /><br />Hello world.<br />It has been long.<br />I finally blogged.<br />When i can't sleep i blog.<br />But that doesn't mean i can sleep soundly.<br />The past kept me sleepless.<br />But i can't control the whole scenerio.<br />I felt so helpless.<br />From lovers to strangers.<br />It's something unbelieveable.<br />I hope god can mend the broken heart.<br />Crying does not help.<br />So i've learnt to stop and endure already.<br />I'm tired.<br />Everything has a reason behind.<br />But i'm clueless about everything.<br />Happiness is what i'm seeking for.<br />But it seems so far away.<br />I appear to be happy.<br />But at the end of the day, i asked myself "Am i really happy?"<br />No one knows.<br />Only god knows why.<br /><br />I guess it's time i close this down. Bye world.<br />I hope all of you will be happy.JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-34492924763627777662009-10-16T09:07:00.000-07:002009-10-16T11:15:45.178-07:00down on my luck.<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">17.October.2009(On a Saturday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">12.07am on 16 October</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">I need a lucky charm</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">I'm seriously down on my luck recently. I need a lucky charm or a tailsman. HAHAHHA! I hope there's really a remote control so i can be in control of my life. Just like the movie "CLICK". </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">I want to be in control of the following:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">-My destiny</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">-4D number</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">-My gender. (i want to be a male so i can break all the girls' heart. That's evil)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">-My mum's mouth (Sexy lips but very naggy)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">-The people that work with me</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">For now that's about all. HAHAH!</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">*updated</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">I used to cry alot. Whenever i lose someone i cry, whenever i think i'm losing someone i cry, whenever i get into a fight with someone i cry, when i'm worried i cry. Now i think i shouldnt cry anymore. I tried to hold my tears for one last time. I tell myself to not cry anymore. Crying does not help. I realised it makes my heart hurts so badly that it feels like it has been smashed. But for once i should give a pat to myself for not crying and to be able to hold back. I'm so weak, i really want to be strong. I can never change anything in life by crying. Finally i understand. I used to cry everyday but life still goes on. God is so kind to give us a chance to meet. Be it lovers or friends. The memories that we created and always kept. I thank god. Everything happen for a reason. Though i might not know why is god doing this now, maybe 1 day i will be able to accept and realised this whole thing is for my own good. The memories he gave me is so deep i doubt i will ever forget in life. The love we once shared is a whimsical feeling that only appears in fairy tales. Indeed a fairy tale come true but where's the happily ever after? And it's really fairy tale we're talking about. We're in reality so happily ever after dont really exist. </span><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to exchange pyjamas</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to worry so much for each other</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to share everything together</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to create every happiness together</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to miss each other like crazy when we're overseas</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to stroll down Marina keppel bay</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to call each other everyday without fail</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to take turns to drive each other</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to drive each other mad, madly in love</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to msg each other even though we're continents apart</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-We used to take spastic photos</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-I used to call you when i lose my way</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-I used to call you when i can't park</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-I used to call you to disturb you telling you i'll disturb you for life and you cant run away from me</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-I used to stick to you so much </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-I used to ask you to help me crack my old pack of bones</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-I used to ask you to drive me here and there and you without complaining</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-I used to cry at the slightest thing and you always ensuring me</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-I used to buy you shampoos, perfumes and everything you need </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to bring me breakfast and giving me surprises</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to msg me whenever i MIA</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to worry whenever i dont msg you</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to take care of me whenever i'm sick</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to bring me to the doctor every month when i'm so sick and ill</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to brew me herbal tea</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to drive me here and there to make me happy</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to write me letters every month</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to bring me to the curry rice store</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to accompanying me wherever i go</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">-You used to disturb me about the</span></em> <em><span style="color:#ff0000;">meefen man</span></em><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">We used to be together.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">But we're no longer.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">I can't stop crying.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">But it's a fact i can't change.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'll try to move on.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-62236391064468470382009-10-11T10:57:00.000-07:002009-10-11T11:15:22.800-07:00Random<strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">12.Oct.2009(On a Monday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">1.57am on 11 Oct</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">Random thoughts and doodles</span></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffff33;"><strong>"When 2 are together, happiness are doubled, sorrows are halfed."</strong><br /></span><br /></span><span style="color:#ffff33;">My desktop is back to life.<br />But i cant download msn.<br />I know this is random.<br />But i'm afraid when i type they will turned out to be rubbish and nonsense. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">My life is left in bits and pieces.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Geminis has double characters and i see that in myself.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">I can be bubbly in the day and emo at night.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">I can't tell the difference between happiness and sorrows already.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">They seemed the same to me.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Everything is unpredictable.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'm shot by the reality.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'm running away.</span><br /><br /></span><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">Random.</span></em>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-14189768794349257502009-10-02T05:45:00.000-07:002009-10-02T05:57:13.737-07:00Unlucky to the max<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">2.October.2009(On a Friday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Real unlucky week</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">I've really gone through the worst this week. Super screwed up life/work/family etc. My work's really shit. After i went to work yesterday the staffs all came to question me regards to the buyer's mistakes and alot of customers called up and question, my boss called to lecture me of our returns. My collegues called and asked me how to handle the whole situation. I'm completely drained. At that moment i just want to scream. And i didn't even go for breaks, just in case something screwed up again and i'm not there. </span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">"EVERYONE PLEASE GIVE ME A BREAK!"</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">And whenever i have off days, i will visit my grandparents and it's really irritating when both of my grandparents start to complain to me about each other. And start to scold me just because they're beating around the bush to spike the other party. I'm really totally drained. Too many things running until when i become weak and when i withdraw $ from the atm, i forgot to take the cash but luckily i remember and went back and the cash's still there. I forgot this, forgot that. So many things. I worry too much and i think too much. And i'm running away from reality, after yesterday and the entire drama mama, i told my collegues i need a break despite having so many breaks. I need a break to clear my wandering soul. And i went to my grandparents' place and there they are again complaining. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">p/s: To be able to live is happiness, but to know how to live is miserable.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-91048642562914031112009-09-30T04:21:00.000-07:002009-09-30T04:24:54.444-07:00I'm sorry<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">30.September.2009(On a Wednesday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I'm Sorry.</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'm sorry darling for making you so sad.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'm sorry for saying all the stupid things via sms to you.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'm sorry that i jump to conclusions.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'm sorry i hope when you need me i'll be there.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'm sorry for making you so angry with me.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'm sorry when you're ill i was not there.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">I'm sorry.</span></em></strong><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I hope you'll be well again and we'll brave this thur.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I hope to hear from you again.</span></em>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-53300614697925835022009-09-28T10:10:00.000-07:002009-09-28T10:22:25.551-07:00It's the end<span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>29.September.2009(On a Tuesday)</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>1.14am</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">It has been long, since i last type a word in here. I'm glad i'm here again to type. To end this here, where it first started. It's a mix feeling now. Everything is clashing down. Indeed gravity is something not to be messed with, and that applies to love. I'm thankful for the memories. In my heart they shall be. Although i dont know what was wrong but it ended peacefully. From someone who cared so much, to someone who dont even care. Embrace the singlehood once again, cheery and merry it will be. Life still continues, with more exciting chapters ahead. Many people walked into my life together with your presence, and i'm really thankful to them. I promise not to cry anymore after tonight, i'm quite sick of it already. And the tears i want to shed in future are tears of joy like what i always was. Fate once pulled us together, and the telepathy we once shared are kept safe in my mind. The dreams we once shared were gone, but it's dreams we're talking about and now i woke up from my dream.</span>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-31414127502771228362009-07-20T11:36:00.000-07:002009-07-20T11:40:26.098-07:00Random<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">20.July.2009(On a Monday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">2.36am</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"><strong>I have problems sleeping. I think too much. I need a holiday!</strong></span>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-69917735314279942652009-06-17T09:51:00.000-07:002009-06-17T09:58:16.138-07:00Happy Birthday to me!<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">18.June.2009(On a Thursday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">12.51am</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Happy 23rd Birthday to me-17 June 2009</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Thank you all for the birthday wish and i'm glad i had received quite a number of heart warming birthday wishes from alot of you. It shows that being older is not a big thing afterall. =)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">I would like to also thank dear for going thru the trouble to wake up early and went to a Japanese Bakery just to get a cake for me, my mum for treating me to Marina South Pier to eat a whopping expensive yet nice seafood. And many of you who offered to give me a treat for my birthday. I felt loved. Thanks! And not forgetting the lunch that i had with dear, Jarett and Jill at Equniox, with nice view and all. The strawberry souffle cake dear bought and my whole family fought for the cake as it's super delicious. Love it to the max. Thanks all once again!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">p/s:Going to bed now, playing badminton with dear tomorrow morning. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">He is very irritating, my parents wanted to bring him for dinner but he feel so paiseh to come. That's my silly dear for you guys! </span></em>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-62971223613809134562009-06-15T10:58:00.000-07:002009-06-15T11:07:32.911-07:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY AH MA!<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">16.June.2009(On a Tuesday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">1.58am</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Happy 74th Birthday Ah Ma!</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">It has been a really long time since i last blogged. I just came back from my grandma's birthday with hubs and my family at Jumbo, Riverside point. It was the first time hubs met my entire family and i really mean entire now. From the youngest to the oldest, the shortest to the tallest. We sang my grandma a birthday song and later on they sang me an advanced birthday song too. So loved. And we were once again being over-stuffed with food by my uncle as usual. We had to take home the remaining dishes as my uncle as usual over-ordered. I just recovered from food poisoning, was suffering from bad stomach cramps and all for the past few days. I felt so weak and i had to trouble hubs time and again to fetch me from work. I think he must be thinking i'm 1 real mad woman cum troublesome workaholic. He as usual is always there for me and just a phone call away. He's my superman, my saviour, my daily dose of sweet stuffs. Without him, life is gonna be so tough when i need someone to be there when i get food poisoning. HAHAH! I love you hubs!</span>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-3411756356387584452009-05-27T08:06:00.000-07:002009-05-27T08:19:17.502-07:00Dear's back from Thailand<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">27.May.2009(On a Wednesday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">11.06pm</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Sometimes, will you speak something out to realise that you can't take back your words? You wish to rewind the entire scenerio but your words are faster than your mind. I went to fetch dear and family from the airport last night and the silly headed me said something that i can't rewind. When i was driving, auntie(dear's mum) was asking me some questions.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Auntie: Do you feel that the soup/ drinks in thailand are very sweet? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Me: Oh yes, i think the drinks quite sweet. But soup i'm not very sure.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Auntie: Yah and i think thailand is very dirty. More dirty than Malaysia.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Me: Oh really ah? I think Malaysia worst than Thailand? (Oh my GOD!!! Crap, auntie is from Ipoh, Malaysia)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Just at that moment, i heard dear gasping for air beside me and let out a Oh my god kind of giggle.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Auntie: No, if you see Malaysia is much more cleaner than Thailand. Like the cities and all, where got dirty? You go Thailand you see puddles of water everywhere, so dirty.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Me: Oh, ya alot of dirty water. (Turns pale)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">And at night, when dear and i went for supper at teochew porridge. He was telling me about the things i said just now. And i feel really bad. And when dear told me to go to his house for lunch today, he was joking to me saying that next time just say that Malaysia is very clean and his mum will forgive me. </span><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Shoutout: Auntie, dui bu qi, wo hen ai ni. Malaysia zhen de hen qing jie.</span></em>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-84029758814783026872009-05-16T08:29:00.000-07:002009-05-16T08:41:10.701-07:00He's the sweetest<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">16.May.2009(On a Saturday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">11.30pm</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">He's everyone's favourite</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Isn't it every girl's dream to have a wonderful boyfriend whom dote on you, love your family and everyone at home? Some might think their boyfriend is the sweetest thing on earth because they're being showered with branded, expensive dinner and expensive dates. But i beg to differ. My boyfriend is truely someone so caring that i can never believe. He buys dinner for my grandma, ask her how is she coping and is she feeling much better. Things like these beats world's renowned designers and monogram bags. Knowing someone out there that you meet loves your family like his own, cares for their meals, their health and all makes me want to say a big thank you to him. He came to my house to watch Arsenal and Man-U match just now and i was disturbing him time to time. And he answered some of my questions in a very silly way.</span><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: Dear, now i know why your metabolism so good. Smoking increases metabolism. (Big stare)</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: Yah, some people shit then Pang sai.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: HUH? Say again.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: Some people Pang sai then shit. (engrossed with the match)</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: Isn't Pang sai=shit?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: SHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! (Puts his fingers on his lips and CONTINUES TO WATCH THE MATCH)</span></em><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"><strong>MAN! The most horrible creature.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"><strong>That's my bf for you guys. Never marry a sportsman.</strong></span>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-48724952828970726532009-05-05T00:19:00.000-07:002009-05-05T09:42:49.157-07:00Never been so hurt<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">6.May.2009(On a Wednesday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">12.20am 5 May night</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">A tiff.</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">We had a tiff today, until i just want to jump off a cliff man. I was feeling so down since yesterday because my grandma was hospitalised and i had to work full shift. Dear sms-ed me telling me that he'll be coming over to drive me after work. He knows i'm tired, depressed and needs someone to be there, though i never tell him. And it's all the things he have done for me, i wanna say a big "THANK YOU" to him. We went to Chomp Chomp for dinner as i was craving for the carrot cake so badly. When we were in the car, dear was telling me what happens if the store wasn't open. I told him that wont happened as i went so many times, the store is always open. And seriously buy 4D also not so zhun. The store is really not open. DAMN! We headed home after that and i told him that i was going to visit my grandma the next day, but i'm not sure about that as the hospital only allows 1 visitor per day and i will buy him lunch and reach about 12pm at his house. But when i woke up and all, my sister was telling me that the visiting hour is from 12pm-2pm only. And they only allow 1 visitor per day. So i went to sms hubs that i will be at his house at around 2 plus. He replied saying that It's ok he will settle his own lunch and asked me to stay with my grandma as she needs me. But thru his sms, i know he's not feeling good and all. I kept sms him and ask if he's ok, he told me he is. But later part when i was about to leave the house to the hospital, my father called and told me that my uncle is there already so i can't visit grandma for today. I immediately sms-ed him and told him i cant visit grandma already and told him i wanted to buy lunch for him. And he told me to stay at home and drink more water don't go out etc. OBVIOUSLY there is something wrong already as he sound so disappointed and monotone on phone. But in the end in the evening, i managed to visit grandma and i came home calling hubs. In the midst of the conversation, he started to get cranky again and i told him i wanted to hit the sack already and asked him to go do his own things. As i seriously dont want to pick a fight with him. In the end, he reason things out with me saying that he cooked lunch for me, but i was so last min that he ended pouring away the food away. I was really sorry for that and i apologised to him in the afternoon. But things start to get sour again when i called him so that explains him reasoning to me, crying and all. And to hear him cry on the phone is the last thing i ever wanted to do in life. I cried secretly with him as i really dont want to pick a fight with him in the 1st place. And i chose to run away. But i'm glad he's there to reason things out with me. I even joked that if he continues to shoot me at everything i say, i might have to go to shaolin to learn martial arts to battle with him. Not to worry, we're still as loving.</span><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">p/s: I love you dear. Thanks for everything. Except for the "DA DAO LI"</span></em>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-21457742503436483092009-04-17T11:48:00.000-07:002009-04-17T12:57:51.658-07:00My boyfriend.<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">18.April.2009(On a Saturday)<br />2.50am, 17 April.</span></strong><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325751446120111394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbLCqNK8CsMmaPQk9jOSVJr49OAoQRJ-UwH7wnCxOvkTPLDc7d5a7qPzE607-j5u4MdPa9AAbXdwyCmGVvfYIJJm0bd0NUPTLYzVqpzBQnyyNLN42GhJeh9HMnbE3sKAUZ8NrgHyxj1Zw/s200/DSC01539.JPG" /><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">My boyfriend..<br />is 24 this year,<br />was borned on 16 March 1985,<br />always gives in to me,<br />speaks chinese to me although he's an ang moh gan dang,<br />hates drinking sour stuffs or anything to do with lemon/lime,<br />hates eating noodles with vinegar,<br />use very little chilli or sauce,<br />is sweet by nature,<br />stood by me during my ups and downs,<br />enjoys taking neoprints with me,<br />is full of charisma,<br />loves facial products/ skincare alot,<br />brews very good herbal tea,<br />cooks very well,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">paints my life perfect everytime with his hugs,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">is always very romantic,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">has very good taste that i adore,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">has the sense of humour,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">makes me laugh everytime with his silly actions,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">loves eating sweet as much as i do,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">loves coffee more than me,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">smokes like a chimney,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">smiles all the time,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">smells really good,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">is seldom angry,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">is Justin Tan Xing Liang,</span></em></div><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">and he loves me as much as i love him.</span></em></div>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-57340229126330704792009-04-07T10:34:00.000-07:002009-04-07T11:06:32.329-07:00Back from Thailand.<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">8.April.2009(On a Wednesday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">1.35am, 7th april </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Back from Thailand</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">Went for a short trip in Bangkok, Thailand. We shop and shop till we dropped. I miss Justin Tan Xing Liang like mad. It's torturing not to torture him for 5 days. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">The following are evidence of me missing him:</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">3 April 2009, 5.17pm:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Hubs!!! Me in Thai le!!! I start to miss u like mad! Eh u knw the cathay food sucks big time! HAHA! Go back i show u the pic u will chio ga peng! I love u dear!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">3 April 2009, 11.01pm:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Hubs! Oh my god its maddness we spent whole day shopping at just opp the hotel! So much shopping! Cant shop finish! hw i wish u can cum here shop with me. Miss u!!!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">4 April 2009, 1.00am:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">I miss u like mad u knw! dats why i kip msg u! Dear i knw i'm in thai still bu fang guo ni!! DEAR, OH MY GOD WO HEN XIANG NI ! CAN'T WAIT TO COME HOME!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">5 April 2009, 12.39am:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Hubs!!! Watcha doing? I miss u like mad!!! excited to go back hug u, eat tepanyaki with you!!! Every min i think of you!!!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">5 April 2009, 1.14am:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Ok dear! anyway the breakfast so-so only! Sian! HAHA OH MY GOD DEAR I GONA TABAO MISTER DONUT FOR U! VERY NICE! YOU WILL LOVE ME!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">5 April 2009, 4.03pm:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">When i saw the hotel's scrambled egg, i tink of u cox urs is nicer. When i saw the fake bun dat ur sis buy to trick u, i tink of u. Thailand has so many tings dat make me tink of u.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">5 April 2009, 10.54pm:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">hubs! How are u today? Havent heard frm u the whole day! You ok? Anyway i miss u hubs! Finally tmr last day!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">6 April 2009, 2.05am:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">I tink of u every min and sec and for many times i just stone cus i just want to msg u, making sure u're ok. I yearn for u so much. I miss u dear. =~(</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">6 April 2009, 11.38pm:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Hubs. u knw wad? 15hr more to irritating u, eating with u, spending time with u, laughing at ur jokes with u, being happy with u.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">7 April 2009, 2.25am;</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">TAN XING LIANG!!! I'm very excited to see you tmr! Can't wait! HAHA! I miss u so much u knw?!?! Hope u're excited abt tmr too!</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">When i exit from the customs, i thought Justin Tan Xing Liang is outside waiting for me and my sis, but he was not in sight. So i decided to ring him up to give him a good lecture.</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>Me: Dear, i'm here already!</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>BF: Dear, i'm here too!</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>Me: Where are you? I didn't see you!</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>BF: I never see you too!</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>Me: I'm at belt 18. Where you?</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>BF: Oh, i'm at belt 23. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>Me: -_-""</strong></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">When he walked towards me, i stared at him real hard.</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: You went to belt 23 to fetch who? Another girl right?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">Both: HAHHAHAHAHHA!!!</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff66;">My bf must be too excited to meet me till he saw the belt number wrongly and the cute him waited so patiently for me at belt 23.</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">P/s: It has been a torturing 5 days. I'm glad i'm back here to embrace you once again. When i saw you at the airport, i start to smile so brightly. It's you who always make me smile. I love you when you hug me so tight when you see me. I can feel how much you miss me for this 5 days. I love you for you're the one who loves me unconditionally and everything about you is real.</span></em>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-64789657430119404042009-03-31T20:03:00.000-07:002009-03-31T20:25:24.560-07:00Happy April's fool<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">1.April.2009(On a Wednesday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">11.04am</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Happy April's fool</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="color:#ffff33;">Heaven just played a fool on me. Hubs and i had a small miscommunication and zero telepathy last night and we ended up miscommunicating. I ended up crying buckets. I went to Mustafa with Grace, Lisa and Gabriel last night. But because the 3 of them did alot of shopping, i called hubs and chatted with him. And the reason for the call was because i played a prank sms on him telling him i'm very angry with him. He was worried sick so he tried to call me and i had no heart to continue to trick him so i said "HAPPY APRIL's FOOL DEAR". And we chatted on the phone for a while, while the 3 of them continued their shopping and i told hubs i'll sms/call him when i'm home. We ended up going home at 3am and i rushed my way to send all the 3 of them home, and when i sent the last one home, my phone kept ringing. I managed to pick up the last call and hubs sounded monotone and worried. So i told him i already sent my last friend home and i'm heading home now. But knowing hubs he's worried sick about me, i apologise to him and all. Because i know he's really worried about my safety and all. And i know it's something about me that is not really a good point-i always try to make everyone happy. I always care about my friends so i will always send my friends home regardless of where you stay. Hubs called me up and we had a heart-to-heart chat. He explained to me why he tried to call me and all, worried about me and all, and i should at least tell him the time i'll be sending my friends home so he will not be so worried. And he will defintely wait for my call to make sure i'm safe at home. During the conversation i cant stop crying and i tried my best to control but my nose chose to give out the elephant noise that is so loud, even people streets away can hear.</span> </span></span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">p/s: I'm sorry hubs for last night. Though later we'll be meeting and i can irritate you once again but i'm really sorry to make you worried sick. I love you hubs. xoxo.</span></em>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-6592807662911328162009-03-30T11:15:00.001-07:002009-03-30T11:45:30.326-07:00The sick bf and me<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">31.March.2009(On a Tuesday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">2.15am, Monday night</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">The sick bf and the sick me. Happy 2nd Monthsary!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">My poor bf is sick. He's sick because he brewed too many herbal stuffs for me, he worried for me too much, he cares for me too much, he always drive me to the places wherever i need/want to go, he's too irritated by me and many other reasons, but all caused by me. </span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">BF: (Blowing his nose etc)</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">Me: (Talks with a semi-blocked nose) Oh my god dear, you're sick! I'm sorry i passed the germs to you.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">BF: (Talks with a very blocked nose) Oh no dear it's ok, but we must keep talking ok because once we stopped, we can't breathe, cause our nose are blocked?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">Me: HAHAHAHAH!</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">That's my bf for you guys, he can joke at all circumstances.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I met up with bf last night and he sent my grandma home before heading to Mustafa to grab some stuffs. We had the yummy taiwan porridge and it was our craving for the night. Our taste buds are similar, the food that we want to eat are similar, the cuisine that we want to eat are similar, he's like my evil twin. Will be heading to Bangkok with my sister, her friend and my friend this friday for 5 days without 陈兴量, and i've never experienced 5 days without irritating him. So i guess it will be tougher than going for National Service?</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">Without 陈兴量:</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">-No chinese Physician with me to brew the herbal drinks for me to build up my immune system.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">-No one there to nag at me to eat your meals.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">-No 陈兴量's hands for me to squeeze, pinch and flatten.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">-No jokes for 5 days.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">-No laughing loudly for 5 days.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">-No one for me to exploit.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">-No one for me to irritate.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">-No one to eat food that both of us crave for.</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">It's a happy and sad feeling. I will be happy going there as i can shop till i dropped, sleep till i become a pig, but my bf will be in Singapore alone happily because without me=peace for him. HAHAHAHAH! And he can meet different girls everyday. So if anyone happened to spot him on the streets with other girls, please congratulate him as i'm gonna castrate him when i'm back. HAHAH! I'm gonna miss you BF! Get well soon! Thanks for everything! </span></strong>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-44779366376759252302009-03-28T08:21:00.000-07:002009-03-28T08:45:01.341-07:00What a bad day! But still good with you around!<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">28.March.2009(On a Saturday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">11.22pm</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Broken sandals= Bye $39.90</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">Yesterday dear was sweet again buying me porridge. I sometimes wonder how he can predict my waking up time because everyday is so different. Sometimes you just wished that when you wake up, the breakfast is smacked right infront of you. That is happening to me right now. Everytime when i wake up/whenever i'm sick, the moment i want to sms hubs, the next thing i know was his msg telling me he's coming with breakfast. How sweet! After breakfast, he headed home and later in the afternoon he accompanied me to the dentist. We had lunch at Far East's chicken rice and headed for gelare waffles. We had nowhere in mind so i was telling hubs we should just head home.</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: Dear, do you want to go shop?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: Don't want lah! I'm going to Thailand this Friday, i don't want to buy things that are actually $3 but i ended up spending $30+ by buying in Singapore.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: Oh yah.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: Yup, so we go home bah.</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">But when we were walking at the Orchard Underpass to the MRT, my sandals broke and the sole was detached from the insole. But my bf can still cracked a joke.</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: Oh my god dear, my sandals broke.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: Oh my god dear, come come we stand 1 side you try to walk.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: (Trying my best to fix them back into place and dragging my feet) Dear, i'm very angry my sandals is almost $100 from Nine West.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: Dear, never mind you walk slowly k.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">(Walking and dragging very slowly)</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: Eh dear.....</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: Yah?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: Why you wearing a size 10 sandals?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Both: AHAHAHAHAHAH! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">BF: Dear, can you walk? I go get the sandals for you, you just wait for me here. </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">Me: I can, i can. (BF is so sweet.=))<br /></span></em><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">My bf is really irritating. Because the insole was detached and i had to end up looking like a clown, looking like i'm wearing a size 10 on the right side. And we headed to Wisma in search for a new pair of sandals. He this poor thing had to accompany me to 3 shops. In the end i still ended up buying in Charles and Keith. And because the design i wanted was the last pair, i had to take the display set. And after paying, when i wanted to wear them, i found the hook missing. I showed it to Bf and burst out into laughter. HAHAAH! I told the staff but because they were really busy so i guess she must have forgotten about it. So my bf went to approach a staff from China.</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">BF: Hi, we've paid for the sandals but the hook is missing.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Staff: Oh, the hook missing? Then you go find yourself. (Pointing at the pile of shoes on the floor)</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Me: (LAUGHING)</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">BF: Angry and speechless.</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">In the end, we approached the previous staff and reminded her.</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Me: Dear, thanks! HHAHAA! So embarrassed.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">BF: Never mind dear, it's ok.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Me: Dear, thanks!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">BF: See lah dear, so much for going to Thailand to shop. Now have to spend.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Me: Oh yah hoh. HAHAHAHHAH! SAD LAH DEAR!</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">What a day! Thanks BF! You've seen me being so embarrassed. AHAHAH!</span></strong>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-88618634249444870302009-03-26T07:52:00.000-07:002009-03-26T08:15:07.846-07:00Sweet Melody<span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>26.March.2009(On a Thursday)</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>10.53pm</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Down with flu, Sore throat and fever. What's New?</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">I'm home. Wei Sheng gave Valerie and me a buffet treat. Went home halfway during work as i was feeling really very sick. Luckily Candy gave me her medicine to ease me and headed home with a really heavy head. Pictures soon!</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">25.March.2009(On a Wednesday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">BF day</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">Bought lunch for hubs. A really late one as i had to wait for the stall to open. HAHAH! Went for movie- "Coming Soon". The movie was a mixture of funny and horror but not horror scenes. HAHA! When we came out from the cinema, my dear bf start to irritate me again.</span><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">Me: Dear, do you like the movie?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">BF: Oh, NOOOOO! Who said the movie is nice?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">Me: HAHAHAH! My best friend.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">BF: Oh, Ok. Who said the movie is nice?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">Me: My best friend.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">BF: WOW! Who said the movie is nice?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">Me: MY BESTTTTT FRIENNNDDDDDDDDD!!!!! *ROARS*</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">BF: Oh, your best friend is very nice to say that the movie is nice.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">Both: HHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAH!</span></em><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Irritating! We had Japanese food for dinner. He ordered a bowl of vegetarian curry with big chunks of vegetables which i think bf kinda enjoyed it because he dont eat carrots etc in big chunks. AHAAHH! After the movie, we wanted to have some waffles and dear's friend told us to go to East Coast gelare cause they open till late. And guess what? The cafe's not even open man. Your friend's nice too dear. =) .</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Morale of the story: Never believe your friends!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>24.March.2009(On a Tuesday)</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Sweet love</strong></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">I love bf! He cooked a very delicious and filling breakfast for me. I love bf! His eggs are nice! I love bf! His bacon are nice! I love bf! His toast are nice! I love bf! His baked beans are nice! I love bf! The whole breakfast is nice! I had to help Ruwen out in her wedding photo shoot and since i'm going to wake up early in the morning, i asked bf the night before if he wanted breakfast so we can go eat together/ i buy for him. But he being the husband factor insisted that he wanted to cook for me. SWEET! He washed the dishes for me also. Even if i wanted to wash the cups, i had to do it in a very secretive manner. And that is when he went to his room, i proceed to do the washing. It was pouring like mad and he shelter me to the bus stop as i had to take bus to Ruwen's house. The funny part was he thought the bus stop was near blk 18, then he thought it was at blk 10, but actually it was at blk 25. HAHAH! The distance was a big difference. I laughed my ass off man because if i was him, i would have felt so cheated. HAHA! The photo shoot was extremely fun and tiring. We went to HortPark and studio. More pictures up soon! =)</span></strong>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-63737973845813784272009-03-22T09:56:00.000-07:002009-03-22T10:30:59.945-07:00I love you<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">23.March.2009(On a Monday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">12.57am Sunday night</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">A failed relationship in the past does not determine the present one. I'm glad i've found him.</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">Just met up with dear. He went to fetch me home from work. We headed to Holland village for some coffee. Had some heart-to-heart chats and also he confessed his love for Angela. HAHAH! I really wanna say a big thank you to my sweetheart! </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">Everyday he goes the extra mile just for me, just to make sure i'm safe and sound. Everyday he's like my comfort food. Even though i always try not trouble him, he's always there to make sure i trouble him. Even though sometimes i try my best not to irritate him, he's always there to make sure i get to irritate him every now and then. He's part of my life and the one i needed the most. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">For my past relationship, i remembered i was being treated like a piece of junk. Maybe worst than that. The guy was always late, always mood swing and always taking revenge. When he treats you well, you're on cloud 9. But when he treats you badly, you are worst than a dirt. But Justin is completely different. He treats me very well, he never let me wait, never let me go hungry, never let me be sad, he cry and laugh with me. I cry once because i was too afraid to lose him, but he's always assuring me. Thanks dear! I love you!</span></strong>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-74994676596690626112009-03-21T07:20:00.000-07:002009-03-21T07:27:48.337-07:00Get well soon dearest!<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">21.March.2009(On a Saturday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">10.21pm</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Get well soon dearest! Hugs.</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">The poor boy is hospitalised in and out for the past few days. Poor thing! Went to hospital during his 1st day stay to visit him and discharge with him. The hospital was unbearable so i truely understand how badly he wants to be discharged at that time. Right after that we went to have steamboat and he was admitted again in the morning! Oh my god! Went to pay him a visit at his house last night and we went to have bak ku teh. AHHAHAHAHA! Sounds kinda funny! Get well soon honey! Can't wait to have more dinner, lunch, breakfast, supper, tea-time, tea-breaks, food breaks, food hunt, food search and more irritating sessions with you all well and kicking! </span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Going to his house to watch Guess, Guess, Guess! </span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-43844063418714655042009-03-16T21:29:00.000-07:002009-03-17T09:13:39.075-07:00Happy Belated Birthday Darling!<div align="left"><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">17.March.2009(On a Tuesday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">12.30pm</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">Happy Belated 24th Birthday Darling! (Singapore time)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">Happy 24th Birthday Darling! (Europe time)</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Birthday was a blast! We took neoprints, eat lotsa junk, celebrations, spent quantity time and of cause, EXCHANGE PYJAMAS to wear! HAHA! My bf's a nonsense, just like me. I told him to meet at 4pm at my house so we're able to go out together. Was chatting with him on msn at 2 plus and i had to go out to take the cake, but he had to spoil my plan!<br /></span><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Me: Dear, i gtg!<br />BF: Where you going?<br />Me: Oh...watch t.v.<br />BF: Watch T.V? What programme you watching?<br />Me: My sister need to use the computer so i need to go watch T.V. Cannot is it?<br />BF: Oh ok.<br /></span></em><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">My bf is just so irritating. He knows me too well till i cant give him surprises for god's sake! And because of his suspicious, it began to pour like mad. Till i have to go out and get the cake at 3 plus. And he told me to wait for him at my blk at 4pm and in order to suprise him again, i had to think of another excuse to lure him to my house.<br /><br />The sms i sent:<br /></span><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Dear, can you come to my house later? There is this dog show that is very nice. I want to watch. So maybe we'll head out later.<br /></span></em><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">He came and i told him i want to go to the toilet and TADAH! i came out with the cake. But he knew every move i make already. IRRITATING! Oh yah, and i was very sad as i was preparing the candles before he came and all, i left my cake in the fridge and everything just went right down onto the cake. And 1 side was gone. I was so sad. But luckily i managed to take some pictures before the cake was destroyed. We headed to Grand Plaza Park Royal for buffet dinner. I LOVE SMOKED SALMON! I WANT SMOKED SALMON! And my bf was irritating once again. He told me he needed to go to the washroom and when he returned he told me an irritating news!<br /><br /></span><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">BF: Dear, i paid for the food already!<br />Me: How come? Why you pay? (couldn't register what he was talking)<br />BF: Erm, no how come cause i pay already!<br />Me: HUH? OH MY GOD! YOU MEAN YOU PAY FOR THE BUFFET? YOU'RE VERY IRRITATING! By the way dear, i got 15% discount leh! And it's your birthday, you shouldnt pay!<br />BF: OH MY GOD dear, why you never say earlier!<br />Me: HAHAHAA, you never ask you very irritating!<br /><br /></span></em><span style="color:#ffff33;">That's how we irritate each other!</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314187769340251106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy3RoV9LLVE0B0LIlDli86itAIDbpU7E7P6x0lrzlwgxInyQ83AOP4Xop6pedMrzMfs0TAkXT9PXJsOAUKPToHat_d7Ql-1IS7qnRwxT4jZjer6p1usJ_L17qthXunhZGXXFy2jNixtgyz/s200/dearandme4.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Together for life, indeed<br /></span></strong><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314187765519067858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSXo6aF188DqaIl-Vwl6UPpGVXMq2NUindYh1sXj6nG19c65sW0F-7XQr1FMo16lKVDBMoJrlzawSICLnV6fEFCbPbI0AiANQT9SiraXAgsjNSkRMLJ42gHRsSOarC_eqo4RVlCWyd_7OP/s200/dearandme3(1).jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Junia loves Birthday boy!</span></strong><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314187764619707474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg41phgNkdl46v9scM-9tDPmdq2Fq-8auVnf1ptHiX4pJcj0wJPNd1Ce2ZPRglp2FLeBphvWEX0Jj2LVTbr2NNX0ieV4u7Kh_W4J4xiJfQvnti1FlMOMLdH4sRKoAvpki3fnP53YjDfyLzE/s200/dearandme2(1).jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">The one i always irritate</span></strong><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314187757537447922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8-Oxz0wQ4uY9QZ5_Uv66jNm4G-slmG4xEaCKO-TiY4xgBH6h4MwY1-StawkIw0um2la_YNSv78JgzJMZl94p7W_t3Pa03D5MJiLZWWgiK6eLvlkfhdmwHqwuQAWhCXYTPfL3wv5bMpf5z/s200/dearandme1(1).jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Darling, Happy Birthday! 16 March 2009</span></strong><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314188503028438530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtJ7TUeHmfB5G0QrOZ0zj6pyVXzYfxXO7odlMEAVuDVDi1Ti9UhhrD4UNIx7bbMe8fhOc2FpHHvOTD7dSHo1JtPZXoHmN7hPrXtz8Te0crk-0cRfrMPMJNZJAUEnm4rIuUYHubmhw61qVI/s200/dearandme5.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sheng ri kuai le, qing ai de!<br /></span></strong><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314188520918702178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfeexcGRSlwOeRWpSiSZVvlyGQLclknaFc9tu_Yox1Cwui28ntkWi8fe5Y-w23URpKcJwhmm8GWI1xDm78dkUzCu-GmcCtyJ0pVUVHiKdonPCj028vizY-GSxnfL4Alb03aGuQf71ya7lL/s200/dearandme8.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I love you silly</span></strong><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314188516809361378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLXXh4e69r82nO5nYhFV9pYzYtwLfXf7kGldItqYEeH7UOoFqKp9WM0Jq3kJ-4Dcx8Gy5wllRieBb0OsI8ZrxGpqs1rIHVBagAvrqPr6hBJDUKx9m06yfuVVYuW2TA-UW1yIJxd-P6fylZ/s200/dearandme7.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">My telepathy bf!<br /></span></strong><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314188507456582178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeBf3EhbVHLr5EvxzQmhpv-p4BlGsmYKznXPzsA9lrNx9hR2EVsMQyG9oNMhKEHUQVwLLAtrmrmWFdlF-hMvqtqqbdDreJK4lMRXdQfNNuWWKtpu4GQO0mEpb1VuHsYezBdckWtizeA3pn/s200/dearandme6.jpg" border="0" /></p><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Happiness all around!</span></strong></div>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-79057688120770632372009-03-15T09:35:00.000-07:002009-03-15T09:37:14.940-07:00Happy 24th Birthday hubs!<strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">16.March.2009(On a Monday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">12.36am</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">Happy 24th Birthday to you hubs!</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">陈兴量, 生日快乐! 你这个老头子!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Can't wait to see you later. =)</span></strong>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-63199289915550354102009-03-11T20:26:00.000-07:002009-03-11T20:40:08.715-07:00You're just so sweet<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">12.March.2009(On a Thursday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">11.30am</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">You're just so sweet.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I told you jokingly i wanted Macgriddles for breakfast before i sleep. You told me you going to sleep already, so did i. But the moment i woke up, i sms-ed you telling you the usuals. Next, my sis told me someone called me. I answered, and it's you!</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">BF: DEAR! Why you never answer your hp?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">Me: Oh, cause i just woke up and didnt on the melody.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">Both: HAHAHAHAH!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">BF: Oh, then have you eaten?</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">Me: No, havent. (sense something fishy)</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">BF: Oh dear, you said you wanted Macgriddles for breakfast right so now open your door! I bought Macgriddles for you and your sister.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">Me: OH MY GOD ! DEAR, I LOVE YOU! I MEAN WE ALL LOVE YOU! HAHAHAHAH!!!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">BF: HAHAHA! ok, go open the door and eat the macgriddles.</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">The breakfast came with a note and MY SWEET BF THE BIG SILLY wrote:</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">DEARIE,</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"> AWAKE? THIS AIN'T A DREAM! SOMETIMES IT DOES HAPPEN IN REALITY. MACGRIDDLES FOR YOU AND YOUR SISTA! RIGHT AT YOUR DOORSTEP, WITH NO DELIVERY CHARGES! DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT SKIPPING YOUR BREAKFAST! I LOVE YOU SWEETIE! ENJOY YOUR DAY!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"> </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"> LOVE,</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"> JUSTIN</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">p/s: I love you too silly. Tomorrow i want abalone and bird's nest for breakfast! Thanks dear, i know it will come true! Thanks in advance! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!</span></strong>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-8425697112421739412009-03-11T15:56:00.000-07:002009-03-11T16:06:51.185-07:00With you around<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">12.March.2009(On a Thursday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">6.56am</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, i'm free from worries.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, i'm a happy girl.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, you make my life complete.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, my world revolves around you.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, life is so sweet without sugar.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, there will always be laughter.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, i felt so loved.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, you always make sure i'm ok.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, i feel safe all the time.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, i smile every min and sec.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">With you around, you made me forget my sorrows.</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I used to face problems and difficulties at night under the blanket crying. But now i have you, i do not have to depend on my blanket cause your shoulders are always there for me.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh wait.... i wrote the above before bf types the following conversation:</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">jUStiN™ says:<br />dearrr..wa zhen siew yah chwee kueh dui si ni!<br />hahahaaaa</span></em><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>[WeiQi] Please visit www.sniff-me.blogspot.com for cheap authentic fragrances. Kindly contact me with regards to prices.Thanks! says:<br />ga lor mee dui wa si boh<br />li BEST!<br /></em></span><em><span style="color:#ffff33;">jUStiN™ says:<br />hahahaa..<br />i wanna irritate u by slurping on yellow noodlesss<br />ahahaa<br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">[WeiQi] Please visit www.sniff-me.blogspot.com for cheap authentic fragrances. Kindly contact me with regards to prices.Thanks! says:<br />AHHAHA!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>He knows i hate lor mee, chwee kueh and yellow noodles. So now he want to use all that to irritate me! So i guess i must delete the sweet stuffs that i wrote cause he's so IRRITATING! AHAHAH!</strong></span></em><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em></strong>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4633157047682411024.post-13794165891252169912009-03-09T03:37:00.000-07:002009-03-09T03:48:36.062-07:00Thanks for everything<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">9.March.2009(On a Monday)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">6.40pm</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>So sick. Thanks love for everything.</strong></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffff33;">On mc today, was down with fever, sorethroat, flu etc. I was at home lazing around and all till bf called me and asked what was i doing etc. And he told me he was at my doorstep. It was pouring heavily outside and he brave the rain to just bring me porridge and thermometer. He's really 1 sweet bf i must say. Sometimes i really wonder if i am the bf and he's the gf? HAHAH!</span></strong><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff66;">jUStiN™ says:<br />=) dearrr..how are u feeling?<br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">[WeiQi] Please visit www.sniff-me.blogspot.com for cheap authentic fragrances. Kindly contact me with regards to prices.Thanks! says:<br />better liao dear<br />tnks<br />after ur ai xin porridge<br />omg dear wad abt u<br /></span></em><span style="color:#ffff66;"><em>jUStiN™ says:<br />thats good to hear dearr...haha. if i had the time, i would cooked it for u..<br />so not really considered ai xin porridge</em></span><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff66;"></span></em><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">陈兴量谢谢你对我无微不至的关心与爱护...我爱你!</span></strong>JuniaYeohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13741065066060857101noreply@blogger.com0