tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168544312011-04-22T12:15:30.302+08:00Wendynoreply@blogger.comBlogger951100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-44998215700300758282009-03-07T00:44:00.004+08:002009-03-07T01:57:09.158+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWvq4vhcI/AAAAAAAAACk/sLMAGL72wB4/s1600-h/cny2009+095.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310120812612650434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWvq4vhcI/AAAAAAAAACk/sLMAGL72wB4/s320/cny2009+095.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWvf33ksI/AAAAAAAAACc/AypGTqAPMtM/s1600-h/cny2009+091.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310120809656193730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWvf33ksI/AAAAAAAAACc/AypGTqAPMtM/s320/cny2009+091.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWuzGswTI/AAAAAAAAACU/gZ9hAfQ0IRE/s1600-h/cny2009+089.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310120797638803762" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWHpGpvyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rj8CVj35JGU/s320/cny2009+083.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWHMx0nHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zKefBKR7CuA/s1600-h/cny2009+082.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310120117335792754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWHMx0nHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zKefBKR7CuA/s320/cny2009+082.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWG2XSIGI/AAAAAAAAABs/K3eqHluC-lQ/s1600-h/cny2009+081.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310120111318900834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWG2XSIGI/AAAAAAAAABs/K3eqHluC-lQ/s320/cny2009+081.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWGexaxQI/AAAAAAAAABk/BCi2vMMBouA/s1600-h/cny2009+080.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310120104986068226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWGexaxQI/AAAAAAAAABk/BCi2vMMBouA/s320/cny2009+080.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWGPJzWII/AAAAAAAAABc/qk3FvboUrIc/s1600-h/cny2009+079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310120100793374850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFWGPJzWII/AAAAAAAAABc/qk3FvboUrIc/s320/cny2009+079.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUrb4TsII/AAAAAAAAABU/Edt6o5WEtLg/s1600-h/cny2009+079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310118540841562242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUrb4TsII/AAAAAAAAABU/Edt6o5WEtLg/s320/cny2009+079.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUqy4Lb-I/AAAAAAAAABM/_-GkJdyXL60/s1600-h/cny2009+078.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310118529835167714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUqy4Lb-I/AAAAAAAAABM/_-GkJdyXL60/s320/cny2009+078.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUqrbE3QI/AAAAAAAAABE/K0VnkEmNnSA/s1600-h/cny2009+058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310118527834053890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUqrbE3QI/AAAAAAAAABE/K0VnkEmNnSA/s320/cny2009+058.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />i'm in bliss=)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUp1JAP-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/cm9DXsMOzfU/s1600-h/cny2009+057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310118513262739426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUp1JAP-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/cm9DXsMOzfU/s320/cny2009+057.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUplaoIZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XDL3sxgdS_4/s1600-h/cny2009+056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310118509041688978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SbFUplaoIZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XDL3sxgdS_4/s320/cny2009+056.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-4499821570030075828?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-29642601228776997182008-12-20T17:52:00.004+08:002008-12-20T18:41:29.296+08:00<div><div><div><div>reviving my blog... wanted to do a new skin, but didnt have the time (meaning i'm lazy)..<br /><div> </div><div>anyway, i want to post a few of my prom pics... didnt take much photos tat day.. haha</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>i covered myself with a shawl as i'm shy... believe? haha... but i dun look very nice leh (regardless of the shawl) haha...</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK9ddy9EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TR1krkUra2c/s1600-h/four+and+yvonne.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281819620229182530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK9ddy9EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TR1krkUra2c/s320/four+and+yvonne.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK9hzPEOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/W7Np8VKNfdk/s1600-h/hl+rj+doreen+and+me!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281819621392847074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK9hzPEOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/W7Np8VKNfdk/s320/hl+rj+doreen+and+me!.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK92bVFmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2kxDVX47Qnw/s1600-h/rj+me+nas!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281819626929722978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK92bVFmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2kxDVX47Qnw/s320/rj+me+nas!.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK9yFFTwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/C_Q8HoHNa5A/s1600-h/rj+me+and+ruiting1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281819625762672386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK9yFFTwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/C_Q8HoHNa5A/s320/rj+me+and+ruiting1.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK9vbqjcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EOnStWVXAK8/s1600-h/hl+and+me!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281819625052081602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ebauntjV3lo/SUzK9vbqjcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EOnStWVXAK8/s320/hl+and+me!.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>ok. there are many more, but like i said, i'm lazy to upload it to the computer which is already very lag... haha...</div><div> </div><div>that day was rather fun but i dun like the buffet part... cos it makes the place very crowded and u have to queue very long for the food... haha. but the mc is rather funny. haha... prom!</div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-2964260122877699718?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-11821363425805049882008-09-26T17:27:00.001+08:002008-09-26T17:30:16.046+08:00hmmm. finally signed in. haha<br /><br />feel that i must realise 人格有致。<br />but still very sian...<br />and sad?<br /><br />LOL<br /><br />theWEIRDwitch<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-1182136342580504988?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-42090590787529911852008-09-10T14:58:00.002+08:002008-09-10T15:06:03.462+08:00stress stress stress... exams and exams... feel like giving up, but it would be a waste of time, i mean i kill infinity no. of brain cells because of this. haha... hope i'd do well in prelim 2 and better in final o level... so scary...<br /><br />today was a maths p2 and it was super diff...<br />but it was fun to do lol... many ppl loses 20++ marks... den they say i crazy cos i like it...<br /><br />IT WAS DIFFICULT, no doubt... haha<br /><br />very no life now... so going jc is like giving myself death sentence.<br />but, still wondering if poly suits me..<br /><br />and i miss my section!!! all the batches, ever since i'm in band. haha... i say it so many times till some ppl don't care le... well, they dun understand...<br /><br />haha<br /><br />i'm being random... LAUGH!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;">theFRIENDLYwitch</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-4209059078752991185?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-57765935379186119242008-06-21T23:11:00.002+08:002008-06-21T23:19:46.277+08:00you never fail to make me feel that i am a disappointment...<br /><br />you always fail to encourage me when i need it...<br /><br />you never fail to praise me when i'm good better or best...<br /><br />a child never grows up... a child will always want you to care for them, shower them with care and concern...<br /><br />show this through actions and not words alone...<br /><br />someone once told me that she doesn't want to give birth to children...<br /><br />you want the best for them, do not give birth to them... to a certain extent this is true...<br /><br />i mean, look at this world...<br />some children at the age of 5 only goes to tuition...<br />why in the heaven do they need tuition in kindergarden???<br /><br />they have to study and study and study for decades and decades...<br /><br />haiz... children born in this society, i pity them...<br /><br />but what i don't agree is that everyone should be given a chance to see this world, no matter how ugly it became...<br />-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />just now i'm listerning to 933 and the dj said that sch is fun... when people goes to work, they will miss secondry sch...<br /><br />i agree to a certain extent as well...(LOL)<br /><br />i will miss the life i lead in sec sch...<br />i will miss the crazy things i did with my friends...<br />i will miss my friends...<br /><br />but i won't miss the exams...<br />so stressful... sianz...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-5776593537918611924?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-43521911951836383712008-06-18T09:47:00.002+08:002008-06-18T09:53:48.133+08:00sian... everyday do work... sometimes i really feel like giving up...<br /><br />pressure-rising... haha...<br />went a bit ki siao and it was fun... i realise that the hdb flats near my sch looks like HOTDOG!!!!<br /><br />looks like two hotdog with mayo in between.... always ,ake me so hungry...<br /><br />then yesterday, i at night went to eat cup noodles, come back to sch eat packet rice den i still fell hungry!!!<br /><br />really make me wonder if i'm a pig...<br /><br />haha.. den slept at 5 woke up at 7... but i still damn hyper active now lo...<br /><br />waahhaha... i miss home... haha... is actually miss the com...<br /><br />lol... wanna cap somemore... today my POP!!!<br /><br />graduating liao...<br />i told my senior to come... dunno if they are coming or not...<br /><br />i used this: the juniors went for ur POP so u must come for ours'<br /><br />yeah... i know i'm lame... and i know i'm damn hungry now... wonder when is dolly waking up den i can go eat...haha...<br /><br />it's ok being a pig cos pigs are clever... i'm really crappy right now...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-4352191195183638371?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-47127338364367651262008-06-07T01:11:00.002+08:002008-06-07T01:14:09.997+08:00like i said, i'm a sensitive person...<br /><br />i feel that more n more ppl dislike me... so sad... lol...<br /><br />it's ok...<br />opinions are ass holes... everyone has one...<br /><br />lol...<br />think i'm thinking too much... haha...<br /><br />yeah... at night i'm high... and can't study cos... i'm at home??? my table too messy???<br />i dunno... for wadeva the reason, i can't study now and i feel bad...<br /><br />sian... someone help me can???<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">reaching out for help...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-4712733836436765126?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-49373372645151982102008-06-03T17:22:00.003+08:002008-06-03T17:40:38.671+08:00i find myself a sensitive person...<br />how i wish i'm not a thinking person...<br />on second thoughts, maybe, not think as much...<br /><br />'it's a long long journey'<br />i found it very similar to my life... lol...<br />i should put the lyrics here...<br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">it's a long long journey</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">till i know where i'm supposed to be</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">it's a long long journey</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">and i don't know if i can believe</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">when shadows fall and block my eyes</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">i am lost and know that i must hide</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">it's a long long journey</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">till i find my way home to you</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">many days i've spent</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">drifting through empty shores</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">wondering what's my purpose</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">wondering how to make me strong</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">i know i will falter i know i will cry</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">i know you'll be standing by my side</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">it's a long long journey</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">and i need to be close to you</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">sometimes it feels no one understands</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">i don't even know why i do the things i do</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">when pride builds me up till i can't see my soul</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">will you break down these walls and pull me through</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">cause it's a long long journey</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">till i feel that i am worth the price</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">you paid for me on calvary</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">beneath those stormy skies</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">when satan mocks and friends turn to foes</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">it feel like everything is out to make me lose control</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">'cos it's a long long journey</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;">till i find my way home to you...to you</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">i'm really emo-ing...</span></div><div align="left">sometimes i think too much into sth and make myself so sad...</div><div align="left">and... the worse part is... i noe i shouldn't but u just can't help it...</div><div align="left">sometimes when u feel like letting go, </div><div align="left">everything looks alright and there's no point in letting go...</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">cry?</div><div align="left"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-4937337264515198210?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-7677908578750617102008-05-19T23:52:00.002+08:002008-05-19T23:58:10.598+08:00ok... obviously it's not only you...<br />hello?<br /><br />people out there... please do not be so 斤斤计较...<br />perhaps its just that when people is angry, frustrated, irritated and sad, they can only see themselves only?<br /><br />当局者迷，旁观者清。sometimes when you look at it, to a certain extent, it is childish and hilarious... when you look back at yourself, you will laugh at yourself, or even want to find a hole and hide inside...<br /><br />haiz... silent is really the best answer sometimes...<br />sometimes, i wish we could have sat down and talk and thrash things out...<br />at the end of it, communication is the thing that gets relationship going and all of us benefit from it...<br /><br />dunno what has the world gone to...<br /><br />today is a =( day...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-767790857875061710?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-64550676279514047662008-05-18T22:47:00.003+08:002008-05-18T23:01:31.072+08:00it's a =) day...<br />i'm a sotong living in the sea.....<br /><br /><br />do you know e meaning of 饮水思源???<br /><br />let's not talk about the things that happened...<br /><br />i mean... i really wonder what makes you like this... we have not done you any wrongs... but you are treating us like shit...<br /><br />like we are some sort of ppl who is suppose to be there for you but not for you to be there for...<br /><br />and i wonder why you are so calculative...<br />does making every sums clear makes you happy???<br />if you are not calculative towards others...<br />others will not be calculative towards you and this stupid and idiotic cycle will stop and everyone will be happy...<br /><br />every single thing that ppl owe you u calculate... u only look at the things in front of you...<br />if you look at e things right in front of you, yes, they might owe you a lot...<br />but think of how they treat you in the past, how they have helped you...<br />you owe them sth called 人情... and how have you return them this 情?<br />by asking them to return everything???<br /><br />whatever... lets not talk about this le...<br />this really like a hotel just that we do not ask you to pay us the rent and there you go saying ppl did not buy you anything and so you do not need to buy them anything... at least make your presence known...or are you scared of being questioned???<br /><br />this is just my opinion...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-6455067627951404766?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-18412189801363453202008-05-17T19:03:00.003+08:002008-05-18T23:14:52.100+08:00冷笑话。。。<br /><br />叉烧包与馒头去看一部很感动的电影，出来后为什么只有叉烧包在哭？<br /><br />因为叉烧包幼fillings(feeling)...<br /><br />-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />过后，叉烧包与连蓉包去看同样的电影，出来后又只有叉烧包在哭。。。为什么？<br /><br />因为他们又different fillings(feeling)...<br /><br />-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />阿包死了，谁是凶手？<br /><br />阿豆。因为豆沙包。<br />-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />一天，叉烧包与magimee吵架。叉烧包就去找他的兄弟要去报仇。<br />他找了大包小包连蓉包肉包等等要去打magimee...<br /><br />走啊走，他们看见了spaghetti就把它给打了起来。<br />spaghetti就问道:为什么打我？<br />叉烧包就说：不要以为你去rebond头发我就不认得你！！！<br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />it's a =) day!!!! smile!!!! it's cold...<br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />吻得太逼真<br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />无论怎么讲 我都觉得虚伪<br />陪伴你那么久 你说是受罪<br />从前到现在当我是谁<br />你这花心蝴蝶~~<br />昨夜陪你醉 伤到我心碎<br />你竟说我和你不配<br />完全忘记往日为何<br />能与我彻夜缠绵<br />和你吻吻吻吻吻<br />你吻得太逼真<br />让我把虚情假意<br />当作最真心的亲吻<br />怪自己 来不及区分<br />你对我 是酷爱是敷衍<br />我想问问问问问<br />我该怎么脱身<br />你却说花花世界<br />不必当真<br />多么伤人<br />让我爱上 薄情的红唇<br /><br />拿什么心肠 面对我的善良<br />能不能想一想 你让我多伤<br />你的爱就像 完美毒药<br />对手断肠 你依然漂亮<br />不敢想 曾与你度过<br />多少真实的晚上<br />一转眼 热恋后<br />身受重伤~~<br />和你吻吻吻吻吻<br />你吻得太逼真<br />让我把虚情假意<br />当作最真心的亲吻<br />怪自己 来不及区分<br />你对我 是酷爱是敷衍<br />我想问问问问问<br />我该怎么脱身<br />你却说花花世界<br />不必当真<br />多么伤人<br />让我爱上 薄情的红唇<br /><br />深渊万丈你把我的爱<br />用尽后丢弃荒野埋葬<br />你犯的罪状没人知道<br />用什么证明你的亲吻真的残忍~~喔~~<br />Rap:我不知为什么<br />你现在对我毫无感觉<br />以前种种快乐<br />就好像成为一种罪恶<br />我的心情 你不闻不问<br />或者其实所谓爱情<br />都只是彼此填满寂寞空虚<br />或者是一种冲动 的幻觉<br />让自己失去理智 到最后得到教训<br />何时有感觉 到何时没有知觉<br />就算你突然失去音讯<br />你我之间早可能不该继续<br /><br />你吻得太逼真<br />我已无法脱身<br />喔~最后悲剧发生<br />我爱得深 你没责任<br />都怪我太认真<br />把薄情的红唇<br /><br />and i'm not emo<br />=)<br />-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />met amanda ho ytd... felt happy cos finally can suan her to my hearts content... haha<br />really miss e section... =(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-1841218980136345320?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-27716654578013859022008-05-17T18:49:00.002+08:002008-05-17T19:02:07.177+08:00well, i think i was childish...<br /><br />anyway, that post was posted after i am seriously feeling.... outcast?<br /><br />to you i just want to say that you are not extra like what you said...<br />i mean have you ever tot tat i might be the one thinking i am e extra and not u???<br /><br />you misinterpret tat post...<br /><br />if u ever remembered, i'm feeling sad cos all of us are drifting apart...<br />and tat now, i'm feeling somewhat lonely... and that i am feeling extra and abandoned cos you two are always together talking to each other...<br /><br />that is e summary of that post...<br /><br />if it ever make u think u are the extra, i am sorry and i'm not thinking u are extra...<br />and with what i say about i'm childish, i'm trying to say that friendship doesn't count by years...<br />i'm silly and childish to say that...<br /><br />i dunno what to say...<br />i want to say that you are my friend but that sounds ironic...<br /><br />well i hope whatever that is left of our friendship will not fall...<br />and...<br /><br />... well... i hope to and want to befriend you again...<br />can?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-2771665457801385902?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-91302380815225248702008-05-01T23:23:00.002+08:002008-05-01T23:37:26.988+08:00冷笑话。。。很冷。。。小心感冒。。。<br /><br />有一天，魔王把公主捉走，公主一直叫。。。<br />魔王：你尽管叫破喉咙把！没有人回来就你的！！！<br />公主：破喉咙~破喉咙~<br />没有人：公主~我来救你了！<br />魔王：说曹操曹操就到！<br />曹操：魔王！你叫我干吗？<br />魔王：哇勒！看到鬼！<br />鬼：靠！被发现了！<br />靠：胡说！谁发现我了？<br />谁：管我屁事？<br />魔王：oh~my GOD!<br />上帝：谁叫我？<br />谁：没有人叫你啊！<br />没有人：我哪有？<br /><br />从此。。。<br />魔王精神分裂。。。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-9130238081522524870?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-8930904728373839672008-04-14T22:33:00.001+08:002008-05-17T17:49:18.271+08:00haiz... seriously no life man...<br />haiz...<br />wadeva... feeling down these days... trying to keep myself in e okay condition...<br /><br />hmmm....<br />it seriously feels that we cannot coexist...<br />i dun understand why but whenever you are around, i cant get to my highest point, i cant really get happy...<br /><br />perhaps this is due to what happen in sec1 which i guess you might know...<br />but if you don't, it's alright...<br /><br />but i guess if you know what i'm talking about, i'm really sorry to the both you...<br />i guess i'm very rash that time and didn't think carefully of others feelings...<br /><br />whatever, i'm sorry<br /><br />well i have others as well...<br />i have my section...<br /><br />like i said previously, the bond we shared is unique...<br />we treat each other sincerely... we are truly happy with each other and i can really get to the highest with them...<br />we care for one another...<br />this is wad we get to experience from band...<br />a new type of bond...<br />just today i laugh until i hurt my gum and bleed...<br /><br />haha...<br /><br />but regardless, i still hope that we will not be like others and see us fall apart when we graduate..<br />i hope that our wish will come true... hopefully...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-893090472837383967?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-50594390324732262882008-03-09T23:33:00.000+08:002008-03-10T00:01:20.943+08:00haiz... miss my section already...<br />they are more than simple friends... but neither are my best friends or close friends...<br />yet they are ppl who is important to me...<br />they are under a category which no man has defined yet...<br /><br />sometimes, they noe me better den all my other friends...<br />they noe i'm angry or sth is wrong with me...<br /><br />they saw my crazy side which many have not...<br />i can be totally crazy in front of them...<br />for my friends, i am only crazy till a limit...<br /><br />we went through thick and thins tgt...<br />we get scolded by seniors tgt...<br />we fret over section's problem tgt...<br />we tried to solve the problems tgt...<br /><br />even though we had our own cliques,<br />we are still close tgt...<br />we have known and be tgt since sec1...<br />we see ourselves change and improve...<br /><br />they are a grp of friends i'll miss and nv forget...<br />the bond between us is unique...<br />it is a bond that is special which no one else will have...<br />just like me and my friends' bond is unique<br />just like other section's bond is unique,<br />ours is unique in our own way...<br /><br />we shared good times tgt...<br />we played music tgt...<br />we enjoy good music tgt...<br />we grow tgt...<br /><br />CLARINET SECTION 2005-2008<br />YOU ARE UNIQUE<br />YOU ARE SPECIAL!!!!<br /><br />direct seniors:<br />nasihah<br />cheryl<br />ruiyun<br />fiona<br />liwee<br /><br />seniors:<br />liesl<br />huiyi<br />teck whye<br /><br />somewhere in between:<br />amanda ho (lol)<br /><br />my batch:<br />dolly<br />shannon<br />benjamin<br />zhiyang<br />liyana<br />me=)<br /><br />my juniors:<br />kah hwee<br />mingshi<br />shawn<br />joanna<br />minyi<br />huisan<br />pearl<br /><br />direct juniors:<br />sat aung<br />melissa<br />yvette<br />ezzul<br />shasha<br />jeremy<br /><br />just ytd i went and see them for awhile...<br />ming shi said shawn(my alto junior) bullied alto<br />but joanna say nv...<br />lol<br />joanna said tt shawn scared i scold him, everyday clean and polish my instrument...<br />i'm touched and happy<br /><br />haha<br />on fri i go see em as well...<br />i took the alto stick<br />den i bet my stick on sth and lose it to jeremy<br />lol<br />in the end i had shawn who wanted the stick back for alto and jeremy/sat aung who i lose my bet to<br />chasing after me...<br />lol<br /><br />miss em...<br />den on sat when i went out w/ frens to eat,<br />i wonder whr is my section right then...<br />and i miss e time when we go eat tgt everytime...<br />hope tat they still got eat tgt...<br /><br />sat aung said that i'm armed and dangerous...<br />wad a way to describe me...<br />look at me!!!<br />i'm so cute and adorable...<br />so kind!!!<br />LOL<br /><br />he said that cos i punish him b4 to run e block 2 times altogether...<br />haha<br />think i'm e only senior who does that to junior...<br />haha<br />i'm evil<br /><br />I'LL MISS YOU GUYS MAN<br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />i just wanna say that ppl gets angry at others as they fail to meet the person's expectation...<br />foe example, i expect someone to be efficient<br />yet that person is not...<br />hence i'll get angry... lol<br /><br />i'm being random...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-5059439032473226288?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-49508329664818130732008-01-20T03:11:00.000+08:002008-01-20T03:20:59.154+08:00its tiring...<br />its too much...<br />maybe is just tat i'm thinking too much...<br /><br />why??<br />can i be an idiot???<br />den there will be no need for thinking...<br /><br />sianzz...<br />i dunno wad to do...<br />the greatest warmth on earth is another person's warmth...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-4950832966481813073?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-21621717251392926342008-01-12T21:29:00.000+08:002008-01-12T21:32:54.296+08:00argh!!!<br />dun give me cold shoulders!!!<br />talk to me!!!<br /><br />LOL~<br /><br />i just found out that<br />rofl is rolling on floor laughing<br />lmao is laugh my ass out<br />roflmao is rolling on floor laughing my ass out...<br />and roflmaowtime is rolling on floor laughing my ass out with tears in my eyes<br /><br />AND!!!<br />can u believe that it is publish in a chinese newspaper???<br /><br />LOL!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-2162171725139292634?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-22745505643223357952008-01-04T02:13:00.000+08:002008-01-04T02:38:34.556+08:00sian ar...<br /><br />kenna sabo by rj and yvonne...<br />den i now vice chair...<br />sianzzz...<br />i oso dunno need to do wad...<br /><br />but hopefully i can do it well...<br /><br />today feels very tired... slept at 3 ytd den woke up at 5.30...<br />but i nv sleep in sch...<br />cos i chiong-ing homework...<br />heehee...<br />lol...<br /><br />tonight gotta sleep early...<br />but dunno need do wad homework leh...<br /><br />very scary leh this yr....<br />haiz sianz...<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />冰箱里有一排鸡蛋，第一粒鸡蛋根第二粒说，你看第五里有毛的。第二粒跟第三粒说你看第五粒有毛的。当第三粒跟第四粒说时，刚好被第五粒听到了。第五粒生气地说：‘林北 kiwi 是，不是鸡蛋！’ ~cold~<br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />电脑设备笑话<br />荧幕说：我好惨啊 。。。每天给人看。<br /><br />键盘说：我更惨呢每天给人打。<br /><br />滑鼠说：我才惨咧每天给人摸。<br /><br />光碟机说：我最惨每天给人插。<br /><br />Floppy说：我更惨现在没人插我了。<br /><br />USB随声碟说: 谁有我惨？这边插完就去那边插，一不小心还要被感染。<br /><br />Mother Board说：不要以为我被很多东西插会很爽，它们插进来后就都不动了，那才是难受啊。<br /><br />最后音效卡说：还说呢。。。明明是我插你，为什么都是我再交？<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------~~冷~~~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-2274550564322335795?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-11305554502424048022007-12-31T19:37:00.000+08:002008-01-02T17:29:46.275+08:00whenever i'm at this house, i feel...<br />feel... feel very unwelcome...<br />well... when i mention this house, it does not mean my house...<br /><br />i mean this is not the first time obviously...<br />but... i mean who can get use to such things???<br /><br />this time, it started with 'ehh... why is wendy here?'<br />later it went on to 'you are so lame', 'what are you doing?' and etc etc...<br />well... and basically they do not talk to me...<br /><br />i felt very very stupid...<br />i mean what can i do?<br /><br />luckily, for me i'm only staying for a day...<br /><br />that teaches me a lesson, which is refuse the invitation next time to come...<br /><br />AND, it make me realise that they are really those 'you qian ren jia'<br />i mean, they completely dunno what is courtesy<br />i mean, even if you dun want me here, i am still your guest...<br />so just keep quiet???<br /><br />and its like you all dun care abt others feelings...<br />well... if you dunno, i'm telling you right now that it is hurtful...<br /><br />well... i mean no one has ever say that straight in my face ' why are you here'<br />it sounds like i'm not suppose to be there or that i'm in the wrong place'<br />it even sounds like i delibrately spoil your plan, wadeva that is...<br /><br />yeaah... next time, i'll go other places to stay over,<br />i mean at least i think other ppl noe how to treat their guest(s) with respect...<br /><br />everytime i go there, i will feel very zi bei one...<br />but one live for themselves... so i should not care about what they say about me...<br />but sounds very 'bu yao lian'...<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />02 January 2008<br /><br />the first day of school...<br />saw xuanying....<br /><br />den i nv call her baobao... lol...<br />this is like my first time calling her xuanying...<br />haha...<br />anyway, she have a lot to learn in our school...<br />haha<br /><br />ALL THE BEST TO YOU!!!<br /><br />haha...<br />den i have not finish my homework...<br />so today need to chiong...<br />tmr lessons all need to hand in a lot of work one...<br />sian...<br /><br />quite scary.... sec 4 life...<br /><br />2 prelims... one in july... guess the other in august or september den got o's in oct?<br />den our lessons all pack with stuff...<br />and the level camp is like...<br />very very killing...<br />its like forcing you to study for very long...<br /><br />SIANZZZ....<br />very very sian...<br />den new classroom...<br />on first floor... haha...<br />good in the sense that when very hungry, the canteen is not far away... lol...<br /><br />speaking of classrooms, baobao's is opp mine... haha...<br /><br />but very sian... cos stupid mrs leong change our seats...<br />why cant we sit how we sat last yr???<br />i dun wanna sit in front and in the middle somemore...<br /><br />in the past is i see everyone iin front of me...<br />now is ppl see me in front of them...<br />den i very not use to it...<br /><br />AND the most important thing is, i'm sitting beside the... the... shit i forgot his name...<br />er.... oh! jiajin...<br />sian man... dun wan sit with him leh...<br />i dun think he's fun or like guai...<br />he is oso not the extreme kinda person...<br />boring~~<br /><br />ARGH!!! wish that mrs leong WILL change the seats again...<br /><br />haha... and class chairman is weizheng!!!<br />haha... will have a good laugh....<br />first day he suan me le...<br />say he see ghost... tell rj to rebond as well... den he can see 2 ghost...<br />so evil...<br /><br />and we everyday need to see mrs leong... cos she's our em and am 'cher...<br />sian!!! i wan mr leong...<br />mrs leong lesson very 哄人入睡。<br />mr leong lessons, everyone is hype up...<br /><br />sian!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-1130555450242404802?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-76660429951109416402007-12-29T01:40:00.000+08:002007-12-29T02:40:30.521+08:00argh~~~<br />i want to play b flat clar!!!<br />i miss playing b flat clar!!!<br /><br />-cry-<br /><br />i miss sitting with the section and play tgt with them during full band<br />i miss BEING ABLE to play the SAME THING with the b flat clarinetists<br />i miss playing with section mates during sectionals<br />i miss teaching the juniors b flat clar<br />i miss working with section mates who have the same part as me<br />i miss taking more den 1 person during sectionals<br />i miss blasting my b flat clar off<br />i miss being able to blend tgt with the section<br />i miss the challenges in b flat clar<br />i miss NEEDING to work on pieces<br />i miss running my fingers on the clarinet<br /><br />if you all realise, all my performance so far, i started playing with alto clarinet<br />den they will transfer and transfer me to the b flat<br /><br />so basically i'd nv went on a concert with alto clar<br />and the worst time ever is during SYF when i from alto change to 3rd change to 2nd within like...<br /><br />... a month?<br />and i had a lot of my parts cut away as i dun have time to practice<br /><br />told dolly alto is optional<br />and i asked her to let me play b flat<br />and she say i play b flat den will have no support<br /><br />BUT i play different things from joanna wad...<br />even if i play alto<br /><br />wad kinda support u are u looking for???<br /><br />sometimes i'm playing completely different things from everyone<br />den wad support will i be able to provide<br /><br />AND joanna needs to learn to support the section w/o me!!!<br />and i dun even think that i support much<br /><br />but i need to say this:<br />is not like i dislike sitting with joanna<br />but i like the feeling of changing seats during diff pieces and stuff<br /><br />ARGH~~~<br />JOANNA U BETTER TRAIN YOUR AIR SUPPORT AND SOUND AND SUPPORT THE SECTION!!!<br />DEN I CAN PLAY B FLAT CLAR!!!<br />but ltr dolly dunno will give me wad crap and refuses to lemme go b flat<br />wadeva<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-7666042995110941640?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-66687922807595025162007-12-24T01:49:00.000+08:002007-12-24T02:29:18.320+08:00忍一时，风平浪静；退一步，海阔天空。<br />let bygones, be bygones.<br /><br />so lets forget whatever happened today.<br />just one comment to you:<br />don't you find that you are a bit childish?<br /><br />i mean, you just can't afford to lose to ppl...<br />and its even not about losing...<br />its just sth that you couldn't get or achieve...<br /><br />and i don't even feel bad at all...<br />even if i did, it would all because mummy got drag down by this...<br />but i felt that she thinks the same as me...<br />you are childish...<br /><br />well... great minds think alike...<br />lol...<br /><br />anyway,<br />yah... i forgot to thanks few ppl for wishing me happy b'day as well...<br /><br />cos, maybe they wishes me on msn...<br />and too early as well... lol...<br />and some is very late... lol...<br /><br />ok... so let me do this, not again, but as a continuation...<br />i'm thanking my 3 other cousin, isabella, rossellini and xuanyi...<br />for wishing me as well...<br /><br />thank you for your present, isabella, which is treating me to makan...<br />heehee... i like the food... drunken chicken... lol...<br /><br />well... thanks kendy as well...<br />just a remark...<br />ppl send happy b'day msg at 12 am...<br />you are special.. sent it at 12 pm...<br /><br />thanks wai kit as well...<br />and of cos your mum...<br />lol...<br />your mum, my aunt, keeps thinking that my b'day is one day after her daughter's bday...<br />(which is on 17 dec)<br /><br />thanks ruiting as well...<br />dunno why nowadays ppl keep calling me sotong...<br />maybe because i call myself that first?<br />LOL...<br /><br />thank you my the other QM... zhiyang...<br />it came as a surprise cos i didn't expect you to remember...<br />haha... i'll try to rmb yours...<br />=)<br /><br />SHUYI!!! thank you as well... lol..<br />i didn't think you will rmb as well...<br />so i'm very 感动。heehee...<br /><br />and my mummy as well...<br />=)=)=)=)=)=)=)=)=)=)=)<br /><br />and stupid and retarded xuanying...<br />=p<br /><br />and my dear dear dear senior, huiyi...<br />i keep forgetting her bday, so i think she gonna kill me...<br />and she have not pass me the book she promise to pass...=(<br /><br />现在让我问一些欠扁问题。<br />小白+小白=？？？<br /><br />答案：小白兔！！！<br />因为小白2（two）<br /><br />-----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />什么动物可以放在墙上？<br /><br />答案：海报！！！<br />因为海豹。 cold~~~<br /><br />-----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />why does birds fly to the other pole during winter?<br /><br />ans: cos its difficult to walk to the other pole...=)<br />that's why they fly...<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />谁敢坐在马铃薯上？<br /><br />答案：男子汉<br />因为男子汉敢做敢当。<br />（敢坐gandang<in>）<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />谁最爱帮组别人？暗示：是一个卡通人物。<br /><br />答案：小叮当/多拉A梦！！！<br />因为他喜欢伸出援手（圆手）。<br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />haha...thats all... next time den cont!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-6668792280759502516?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1787936551691090412007-12-15T22:58:00.001+08:002007-12-15T23:08:47.299+08:00haha...<br />still 15 dec!!!<br /><br />its 10.58pm....<br /><br />i noe wad is my birthday wish le:<br /><br />i wish that i can every year cut cake with my family members all present...<br /><br />=)<br /><br />today went out with rj doreen and huilin...<br /><br />went to eat in a jap restaurant<br /><br />very not hua suan...<br /><br />haha... but nvm....<br /><br />but bcos of tat we all broke le...<br /><br />den cannot watch movie...<br />cannot buy things...<br />sian<br /><br />den i went to newurbanmale<br /><br />den the things there so ex man<br /><br />like u go there u are buying the name , the brand,<br />not the thing itself<br /><br />humph...<br /><br />i went there and redeemed a slipper which cost 39.90<br />and is VERY VERY VERY VERY PLAIN...<br /><br />and on top of that i payed 13 for that stupid slipper<br />so rest assure i'll wear the slipper until its worn out...<br /><br />lol...<br />i saw that narnia, the prince charlie or sth liddat<br />is coming out nxt yr!!!!<br />ooh~~<br /><br />haha<br /><br />wadeva...<br />tmr is my uncle's bday<br />den the day after tat is my cousin jean wuen's bday<br />ytd is my p6 form teacher bday...<br />=) haha<br /><br />so A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALL OF US!!!<br /><br />WE ARE THE BIRTHDAY GIRLS AND GUYS!!!<br />HAHA<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-178793655169109041?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-18875924140866445572007-12-15T00:08:00.000+08:002007-12-15T00:43:41.819+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>ahahahhahahahahahahahahahahha<br /><br />i'm really very very happy!!!<br />serious...<br />thx to all tat smsed or one way or another to wish me happy birthday!!!<br />its finally 15th!!!<br /><br />haha<br /><br /></strong><strong><span style="color:#330099;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em>15th the day wendy's 15!!!</em></span><br /></span>lol...<br /><br />first of all,<br />a happy birthday song to me!!!<br /><br /></strong><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">happy birthday to me!<br />happy birthday to me!!!<br />happy birthday to mememe!!!!<br />happy birthday to me~~~<br /><br />祝我生日快乐<br />祝我生日快乐<br />祝我生日快乐乐<br />祝我生日快乐~~~ </span><br /><br />hahahahahahhaha....<br /><br />although a lot of ppl smsed early<br />but...<br />it shows tat u all really wake up and type it,<br />wait until its going to be 12 and sent it<br />lol...<br /><br />haha...<br />i'm really touched...<br /><br />haha<br />the funniest is dolly who smsed at 11.47<br />but is because she typr le den accidentally sent it haha.....<br />and i'm surprised huiyi remembered!!!<br />so touched...<br />haha<br /><br />so i will remember hers as well...<br />lol<br />and kah hwee remembered too!!!<br /><br />haha...<br />and doreen she just smsed a happy birthday...<br />guess she at 12 am quickly type abd sent it...<br />haha... wadeeva it is...<br />THANKS MAN!!!<br /><br />and benjamin....<br />haha... really thx...<br />cos i smsed u last time, u make it a point to sms me back at 12 am summore...<br />haha...<br />really thank you guys...<br /><br />and stupid yvonne...<br />go wish me stay retarded...<br />who in the world will wish tat???<br />lol...<br />but... thanks for staying up until 12am just to wish me,<br />even though its a wish to stay retarded...<br /><br />lol... and rj...<br />go wish me on msn...<br />msn is easy and fast...<br />so no sweat<br />haha... but still thanks...<br />cos u r on time!!!<br />lol...<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">finally i'm 15...</span></strong><span style="color:#cc9933;"><br /></span><br /><strong>and really thanks u guys man...<br />now i am so so so so so so so so happy!!!<br /><br />really...<br />no words can describe how happy i am now...<br />truly over the moon...<br />haha...<br /><br />i'm watching youtube...<br />den i go the earpiece in my ear den my phone is beside me...<br />den at 12 am<br />,cos when there's msg or ppl going to call u...<br />the earpiece will have those 'the the the... the the the...'<accented>sound<br />,so at 12 am... the sound just keep repeating...<br /><br />lol...<br /><br />and this person called baobao...<br />30 mins late... haha...<br />but nvm...<br />its the thoughts that counts...<br />haha<br /><br />so... regardless when u all sent me the message,<br />really, THANK YOU!!!<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffcc66;">but... both my sister still haven sms...<br />haha...<br />but nvm...<br />haha</span><br /><br />kendy last yr very very accurate haha...<br />she like 1sec after 12...<br /><br />haha...<br />so amazed...<br />hahahaha...<br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">to everyone:</span>THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU <span style="color:#330000;">THANK YOU N I'M REALLY TOUCHED...<br /></span><br />cos i think this is the first time so many ppl wish me happy birthday?<br />cos my bday is on dec...<br />den during pri sch, nobody can wish me ma<br />cos is holiday...<br /><br />haha...<br />so all this still quite new to me...<br />haha... <span style="color:#00cccc;">but i'll nv get use to it...</span><br />LOL...<br /><br />haha!!!<br /><br />my countdown has ended!!!<br />its like 3 2 1 BOO!<span style="color:#330033;"> ITS THE DAY!!!<br /></span><br />HAHA!!!</strong></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><br /><span style="color:#006600;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!</span></strong></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-1887592414086644557?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-7390151579587405682007-12-14T23:14:00.000+08:002007-12-14T23:34:23.235+08:00haha...<br />right now is 14 dec 11.14pm<br /><br />haha... let the countdown continue...<br />its 1 MORE DAY!!!<br />YEAH!!!<br /><br />haha<br />a bit nervous...<br />lol<br /><br />think i this yr very loud as in<br />i think more ppl noe its tmr le...<br /><br />haha<br />cos i think i this yr got say a lot of times...<br />haha<br /><br />a bit bu yao lian de gan jue<br /><br />lol<br />but still...<br />i'm very excited about wads the tomorrow<br />which is coming in 32 more mins!!!<br />lol...<br /><br />haha...<br />today went out with dolly ben joanna and trombone section<br />they went to play badminton<br />haha...<br />quite fun la...<br /><br />heehee<br />den after tat we went to dolly hse<br />and i drank her milo...<br />lol...<br />tat seems to be irrelevant info...<br />haha...<br />anyway...<br />we played taiti...<br /><br />with dina...<br />lol..<br />she just learn...<br />lol...<br />den we went and listen to band songs<br />and ben taught me how to play reubix cube<br />but seriously, not meaning to be evil...<br /><br />dolly teach easier to understand...<br />so will ask dolly to teach again..<br />haha...<br />but ben has been a great help...<br />haha...<br />he is a nice person but he no confidence abt himself...<br />sian...<br /><br />lol...<br />at 12am<br />i'm going to post again<br />haha...<br /><br />oh ya...<br />anyway<br />this yr i make my bday more 'noticeable'<br />is all because of rj huilin and doreen...<br />they forgot all abt it last yr!!!<br />OMG!!!<br />LOL... they tot is was on the 20th or sth liddat...<br />den make me so sad...<br />lol...<br /><br />haha... tmr going out with them...<br />haha...<br /><br />happy!!!<br />=)<br />now, its 11.33pm...<br />my blog time is wrong...<br />so dun care haha...<br />cya ltr!!!<br /><br />so happy now...<br />lol<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-739015157958740568?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-36548384061573102422007-12-12T00:00:00.000+08:002007-12-12T00:11:20.826+08:00haha... nt as bad as i tot...<br />lol...<br />but it still hurts a bit...<br /><br />hmm...<br />today kenna bully by kds...<br />cos i rebond hair...<br />den he go ka jiao me...<br /><br />i say he looks dangerous...<br />lol...<br /><br />i think he's going to do sth to my hair...<br />den i said: 我跟你无怨无仇... wad u wan to do...<br />he said: have... u last time bully me...<br />me: whr got... i only ask how old are u...<br />kds: yah... and after tat.. u will start laughing...<br /><br />haha... so funny...<br />lol...<br />but seriously... i always bully him one...<br />haha...<br /><br />hmmm...<br />today... i bought my emath txtbk le!!!<br />MATH!!! i love math...<br />lol...<br /><br />haha...<br />today in the end go band for recording our sound...<br />den send to taiwan den e ppl going to broadcast on radio!!!<br />at some national dunno wad station...<br />haha...<br /><br />woo~ CMB IS COOL!!!<br />lol... why s'pore not broadcasting as well???<br />lol...<br /><br />luckily they today nv fall in early...<br />or else i late...<br />haha...<br />cos i'm suppose to take 179...<br />den 10 min liddat reach jp...<br /><br />in the end i nice.... took bus with kendy...<br />took 242...<br />den 30-40 min den reach...<br />so... its a no wonder i'm late...<br /><br />nxt time i'm so not going to take 242 le...<br />unless i not in a rush...<br />haha...<br /><br />i nv countdown a few days le...<br />haha...<br /><br />3 MORE DAYS!!!<br /><br />=))<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-3654838406157310242?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-27947437094047154612007-12-10T23:08:00.000+08:002007-12-11T00:40:40.772+08:00hiaz...<br /><br />feel like leaving prints in ppl life...<br />but it is hard...<br /><br />you nv noe when u succeeded or not, do u?<br /><br />i hope u will all at least keep on like before...<br />even if it is just an act or wad...<br /><br />haiz...<br />u all shld be more bonded by now...<br /><br />but... i dunno abt me...<br />its just making me....<br />... jealous?<br /><br />i dunno... but it is not a nice feeling...<br /><br />haiz...<br />hope it will not turn out wad i'm thinking...<br />hope everything will turn out wad i least expect it...<br />hope u will not leave me out of anything...<br />hopefully...<br /><br />hope is the only thing i can do now...<br /><br />but hoping means that i have no confidence, isnt it?<br />haiz... but wad can i do?<br /><br />lets all just hope...<br />i dread tmr...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-2794743709404715461?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-52128582720063644302007-12-09T14:53:00.000+08:002007-12-09T15:04:00.566+08:00how does it feels like to be back to somewhere u are familiar with after being away from it for like a week???<br /><br />will u feel homesick?<br /><br />guess i'll not know it so soon...<br /><br />anyway, i just wan to say that i'm not someone who can put my thoughts into words...<br /><br />thats why i'm having a very hard time expressing myself...<br />those who know me very well should noe that...<br />i mean like only 2-3 out of 10 ppl noe wad i'm trying to say most of the time...<br />sad right?<br />lol...<br /><br />yah... wad i'm saying is...<br />i care...<br />but i dunno wad to say... wad to do... how to do...<br /><br />i'm nt like she who noe exactly wad to say next or sth like that...<br /><br />speaking of her...<br />i just rmb...<br /><br /><br />when someone says one thing in front of a person but another thing behind that person,<br />as a friend or someone close... wad will u do???<br /><br />i dunno how to react to such things/situation<br />i'm always shock that ppl can be so fake at times...<br />no matter how many time it has happen,<br />i always dunno how to reply...<br />how to react...<br /><br />haiz...<br />why cant ppl be more truthful...<br />i mean if u dun like someone or wad,<br />dun act as if u like that person in front of that person...<br /><br />...<br /><br />hmm...<br />6 MORE DAYS!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-5212858272006364430?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-41832156629348820892007-12-08T13:29:00.000+08:002007-12-08T13:32:31.678+08:00welcome back to singapore!!!<br /><br />hope u had a wonderful time in tw...<br />sorry not to be there to welcome u back...<br /><br />haha...<br />a bit regret nt going...<br />but... nvm... cos no use regretting...<br /><br />sian...<br />still have not eaten my lunch...<br />very hungry sia...<br /><br />7 MORE DAYS MEANS 1 MORE WEEK!!!<br /><br />woo~<br /><br />but i have not buy my books yet T_T<br />sian....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-4183215662934882089?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-91434498374756305992007-12-07T00:10:00.000+08:002007-12-07T00:16:52.013+08:00start doing A BIT OF homework at last... sian...<br /><br />reallt treating this as holiday...<br /><br />haha...<br />anyway, e band coming back on the 8th of dec which is like tomorrow?!<br /><that><br />lol... nt funny at all...<br /><br />but very fast leh... suddenly they coming back le...<br />a bit weird weird 的感觉...<br /><br />haha... oso... after 2days,<br />i finally washed my hair...<br />haha... like very dirty like that...<br /><br />cos the aunty say cnt wash for like 3-4 days...<br />actually i'm fine with it...<br /><since><haha><br />but still find it disgusting...<br /><br />den the hair like very stiff liddat...<br />wadeva... need to get use to this hairstyle right now...<br /><br />haha...<br />hope i can finish my homework in time... jyjy!!!<br /><br />counting that i'm now writing at 12.16am,<br />8 MORE DAYS TO GO!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-9143449837475630599?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-62965118809248914022007-12-06T14:08:00.000+08:002007-12-06T15:59:49.500+08:00haiz...<br /><br />not doing my work again...<br /> i am so dead can...<br />lol...<br /><br />9 MORE DAYS<br /><br />and 3 more weeks left for me to finish wadeva i have not finish...<br /><br />sian...<br />jiayou!!!<br /><br />nxt yr... we'll see...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-6296511880924891402?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-13826712950551245072007-12-04T20:08:00.000+08:002007-12-04T20:12:03.364+08:00dun think tat u noe me well... so stop tat stupid nonsense<br /><br />and dun use tat tone on me...<br />i hate it man...<br /><br />please dun assume<br />tat u noe everything abt me...<br /><br />dun use tat disgusting voice which seems to be telling me:<br />haha... u think i dun noe? i noe everything!!!<br /><br />wadeva... just shuddup k??<br />u dun wan my ears to be spoiled by listening to things with that earpiece on my ears?<br />just shuddup den...<br /><br />i mean w/o u nagging all day long beside my ears, i will not resort to use earpiece to shut all e noice...<br /><br />so u wan me to stop using the earpiece?<br />just shuddup den...<br /><br />so damn pissed off...<br /><br />wadeva<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-1382671295055124507?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-52368169427700898252007-12-04T17:25:00.001+08:002007-12-04T23:41:34.087+08:00<div align="left">woohoo~ rebonded my hair le...<br />didnt expect it to take 4-5 hrs..<br /><br />haha...<br />in the end rj dun wan to rebond...<br />sob...<br /><br />cant believe my hair can be so straight...<br />haha...<br /><br />sian...<br />ard 2-3 days cannot wash hair...<br /><br />cannot tie or put hair behind ear for 1-2 week(s)...<br />hmm...<br />dunno how to bathe w/o washing hair...<br />i mean... how am i suppose to hold my hair while i bathe???<br /><br />den oso dunno how to slp le...<br /><br />haha... so ma fan...<br /><br />but i've said tat i'm rebonding for dunno how many yrs le...<br />so finally, i really go rebond...<br /><br />haha...<br /><br />i have been using computer a lot last month and i have not done a single homework yet...<br />sian... cannot continue to slack le...<br /><br />must start to chiong hmwork le...<br />sian... nxt yr sec4...<br />o level...<br /><br />a lot of homework...<br />first time in my life i have to do hmwork in dec...<br /><br />lol...<br />haha...<br /><br />11 MORE DAYS!!!<br /><br />woohoo...<br />so... xy, are u going to stay at aunt's hse this month???</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-5236816942770089825?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-78515923361446007262007-12-03T13:37:00.000+08:002007-12-03T13:46:24.586+08:00hmmm... today, i did a gd deed...<br /><br />i vacuum e floor... =P<br /><br />haha... i nth much to write leh...<br /><br />hmmm...<br /><br />i really wish to go on an aeroplane...<br /><br />haiz...<br /><br />seeing them all go oversea is making me so jealous....<br />haha...<br /><br />wadeva...<br /><br />its just 12 MORE DAYS!!!<br /><br />and i'm going to rebond my very very curly hair...<br />sometime this week...<br /><br />lol...<br />hope it will turn out fine...<br />=)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-7851592336144600726?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-6915965055632795742007-11-29T20:25:00.000+08:002007-11-29T20:38:00.104+08:00whatever...<br /><br />i dun wanna get into ur fights...<br /><br />i just wanna help u noe???<br />and why do u in turn deceive me???<br /><br />i mean i have nth whatsoever to do with u...<br />like i'm just a commonwealthian though, but...<br />u can ask ur qn else where...<br /><br />i just wanna have a peaceful life u noe?<br />dun get me involve in all these...<br /><br />haiz... maybe i'm just haaving badluck...<br /><br />wadeva... dun noe wad will happen nxt to u guys,<br />but hopefully nth happens to me =)<br /><br />haiz...<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />haiz... not going to tw make me feels like an outcast...<br />i mean none of u are doing things to make me feel it...<br /><br />but... its just tat stupid fabian....<br /><br />he just keep saying things like:<br />w/o u, e section is quieter...<br /><br />and when i'm having sectionals with u, i'm playing with u guys, he says:<br />dun care her... just eliminate her sound...<br /><br />i mean... u like it so much that i'm not going???<br /><br />den is like when u all r having sectionals, u keep asking me not to play or even play softer...<br /><br />den tat terrence chew come, he still plays with u right???<br />he is oso not going to tw wad...<br /><br />den i one person play at the side... beside the wall...<br />den nobody cares...<br /><br />i mean like dt says she'll come back after she drink water...<br />but... after tat, she oso go play with e section, i mean like...<br />yar... u shld play with section...<br />but at least tell me or wad...<br /><br />AIYAH... I DUN EVEN NOE WAD I WAN...<br />WADEVA... I DUN GIVE A DAMN...<br />FORGET WAD I SAYS EARLIER...<br /><br />sounds like i'm seeking attention or sth...<br />i mean, seriously, wadeva...<br />i just wanna say out my feelings....<br />i dun think u will miss me as well...<br /><br />u said tat when i'm in band, not a day u'll be peaceful...<br />so maybe u will be peaceful at tw???<br /><br />wadeva... i'm just babbling on and on and on...<br />so dun care me...<br /><br />16 more days<br /><br />are u going to aunt's hse???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-691596505563279574?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-40836193840988738752007-11-28T20:53:00.000+08:002007-11-28T21:38:58.027+08:00wa lao...<br /><br />u all have money i dun have can<br /><br />just because of u stupid guys, i cant get bursary<br />i cant get my financial assistant<br />and because i cant get financial assistant,<br />i dun have the money to go taiwan...<br />wtf is this<br /><br />i mean yar<br />u earn money...<br />but i dun<br />and the money u earn is nv nv really spent on me...<br />u even expect me to return money when i go movie,<br />when i lose ur phone and etc...<br /><br />i complained once tat y other ppl, in their family, when even going shopping,<br />the money spent is their sisters or parents...<br />and u noe wad u ans???<br />e money is nt even enuff for ur own self<br /><br />dun u think u are very selfish???<br />is like i'm trying nt to feel tat u are all being selfish,<br />i mean speaking logically, u have the right to not spend money on me<br />but tat is theory, it applies to ppl that is inhumane like u!!!<br /><br />i dun care if i go shopping when i go oversea, i have to use my money,<br />i dun even care when going to watch movies and stuff i have to use my own money<br />although i dun even works to earn money...<br /><br />but can u all pls stop and think that<br />because u all went to work and i'm e only one studying,<br />i'm not eligible for financial aids???<br /><br />pls noe that MY financial aid is not important to YOU<br />it might even be useless to YOU<br />but it is imp to ME and MUMMY<br />cos wad abt my sch fees???<br />wad abt my books???<br />wad abt my supposed to be oversea trip???<br /><br />are YOU going to fork out these money for me????<br />u even said tat u can help me fork out money to go to taiwan...<br />but have to return the money next time...<br /><br />i'm so going to cry at that time...<br /><br />is like because of u, i cant apply for financial aid,<br />now i cant even get my bursary<br /><br />and yet,<br />u all are VERY RELUCTANT to even care abt my well being<br /><br />do u noe that going to taiwan i can learn a lot of things, see a lot of things that even if go with u to tw, i cant even see???<br /><br />do u noe that i can finally noe how is it to be flying on an airplane???<br /><br />do u noe there are a lot of stuff u dunno???<br />oso do u noe tat U ARE ALL SO DAMN SELFISH???<br />THAT WAD IS THE MEANING OF A FAMILY???<br />WHY IS A FAMILY SO PARTICULARLY ABT MONEY???<br /><br />WHAT IS A FAMILY TO U???<br /><br />17 more days<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-4083619384098873875?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-59762336251436331042007-11-28T00:40:00.000+08:002007-11-28T00:51:11.104+08:00eew....<br /><br />撒娇 like no one's business...<br />some people does that, its fine, even cute...<br /><br />but some ppl like YOU do that,<br />it'll just make everyone waste food...<br /><br />i mean seriously lah...<br />do u noe why some ppl 撒娇 is very disgusting???<br /><br />like you can scold someone now,<br />the next minute you are like 'ar~' to ur bf...<br /><br />like nobody is there...<br /><br />i mean seriously, dun do tat in public...<br /><br />IT IS SUPER DISGUSTING...<br /><br />haha... yestersay and today saw nasihah...<br />have a nice tok with her...<br /><br />haha...<br />my senior always...<br />will remember e times we had tgt...<br /><br />miss my seniors...<br />omg...<br /><br />haha...<br />wadeva...<br />i'm feeling very very guilty now...<br />cos i haven do my homework yet...<br /><br />sianz...<br />today as in now, is dolly's birthday!!!<br />ooh~<br /><br />lets sing a happy birthday song to her...<br />'Happy birthday to you~<br /> Happy birthday to YOU~~<br /> Happy birthday to Dolly~<br /> Happy birthday... to you~~~<br /><br />ooh!!! happy birthday!!!<br /><br />祝你生日快乐~<br />祝你生日快乐~<br />祝你生日快乐乐~~<br />祝你生日快乐~'<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">17 MORE DAYS!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-5976233625143633104?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-90328545651145296462007-11-26T22:49:00.000+08:002007-11-26T23:45:06.322+08:00hmm...<br /><br />today aft band, we went jec and ate macdonald<br />we waited for dolly and joanna for 2 hours after ming shi finished her meal which took like 1 hr...<br /><br />during all this while, we had a nice chat...<br />we chatted a lot...<br /><br />but i hope that whatever we say, shall just keep within ourselves...<br />dun tell others...<br /><br />if u all had done so(as in tell other ppl),<br />pls ask those ppl to keep to themselves as well...<br /><br />hmm... i noe tat there's no harm in saying e stuff we tok to others...<br />but i dun feel nice...<br /><br />yar... i'll remind u tmr anyway...<br /><br />goodluck for tmr...<br />although its just 1 or 2 piece...<br />but... still...<br /><br />yeah...hope u all get praised and dun screw up...<br />if not i will screw u up...<br />den u will have a screw loose just like me...<br />(i'm just being lame here)<br /><br />anyway, did i just said that 'screw loose just like me'??!!<br />omg...<br /><br />haha... whatever...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">19 more days!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br />keep feeling very zibei...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-9032854565114529646?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-17984230869018753762007-11-25T00:31:00.000+08:002007-11-25T02:28:10.670+08:00today had my bbq...<br /><br />it was a bit fun...<br />well... cos the bbq pit is near the condominium..<br />den ppl complain we are too loud...(jaw drop)<br /><br />lol...<br />den some ppl when play games, they dun wan the penalty..<br />childish... lol.. no offence...<br /><br />den ppl oso nv participate in e games...<br /><br />den some ppl dun wan get wet...<br />sabo ppl to get wet den they themselves dunwan get wet...<br />unbelievable...<br /><br />den ltr huiyi's camera sot sot...<br />den everybody dunno wad to do...<br /><br />luckily ltr e camera ok...<br /><br />sian diao...<br /><br />den e juniors nv really mix with senior...<br />cos they dunno the sec 4 batch...<br /><br />den we miss seniors ma...<br />so we sit with seniors and crap and talk...<br />lol...<br /><br />den e table at bbq not big enuff...<br /><br />tats oso why e juniors dun wan join us...<br />sian...<br /><br />den like there's 2 grps of ppl liddat...<br /><br />haiz...<br /><br />so, nt very successful ba...<br /><br />den e food i nv eat much...<br />den i oso pay a lot...<br />well... i'm not really complaining...<br /><br />but...<br />wadeva...<br /><br />still sian...<br /><br />haiz...<br /><br />seriously...<br /><br />haha...<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>20 more days!!!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-1798423086901875376?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-54778170647409824682007-11-23T22:31:00.000+08:002007-11-24T02:04:14.114+08:00BOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOOO0000ooooo~~~~<br /><br />u going to batam<br />u going to thailand...<br /><br />i'm going to singapore...<br />how fun is that???<br /><br />i gave up going to taiwan in the end, hoping to go somewhere this yr with u guys on plane<br />cos i nv sat on one before...<br /><br />yet u all went to all these places that i didnt even noe you're going...<br /><br />wadeva...<br />just that it is making me emo all over again...<br /><br />from S.H.E:<br />'我不想我不想不想长大<br />长大后世界就没有花<br />我不想我不想不想长大<br />我宁愿永远又笨又傻'<br /><br />how true is this going to continue...<br /><br />it really sings out my feelings right now...<br /><br />how i wish i wont grow up...<br />rather than grow up, i'd rather be stupid and idiotic forever...<br /><br />haha...<br /><br />anyway, i going to bbq tmr...<br />think its gonna be fun...<br /><br />so...<br />wish u guys bon voyage den...<br />so sad...<br />like noone likes me...<br />i just have this feeling tat u didnt bring me w/ u<br />and oso didnt ask whether i wanna go or not<br />is related to $$$...<br /><br />like... i no money..<br />so i cant go???<br /><br />whatever...<br />think so much for wad???<br />it does not change the fact that they are going and i'm not...<br /><br />how i wish i've agreed to go taiwan...<br /><br />its like u all say tat go w/ band not good, go with u guys<br />den ltr say tat the timing u all go might clash w/ my o's<br />den ltr say i will still need a lot of money...<br /><br />APPARENTLY, u all just wan me to stay at home right???<br />first persuade me to go by asking me to go w/ u<br />den ltr tell me all negative stuff abt going with u<br /><br />I JUST WANT TO ASK<br />WTH ARE U THINKING???<br /><br />stop all this guessing games...<br />i noe i'm childish, but not childish until i will play all this stuff...<br /><br />sometimes it shocks me how a family is so particular abt THEIR OWN MONEY...<br />like sometimes, its alright to give money to others<br />but other times, yar... u still need to return money...<br /><br />like...<br />a jobless sister's oversea trip coming out from her own pocket...<br />the other sisters will just LOAN you the money...<br /><br />it came quite as a shock to me...<br /><br />maybe i'll get use to it...<br /><br />MAYBE...<br />perhaps?<br /><br />lol...<br />how i wish i can cry now<br />how i wish i will nv grow up<br />how i wish u can all care abt me...<br /><br />sometimes, just sometimes, i wonder...<br />if i'm other family kids,<br />perhaps u will treat me better???<br /><br />cos i feel that u treat other ppl sister better than ur own sis...<br /><br />HAHAHA...<br /><br />whatever...<br />15yrs...(good time for a reminder...<span style="font-size:180%;"> <strong><span style="font-family:georgia;">21 more days</span></strong></span>)<br />yar...<br />15 yrs here...<br />i should have learnt sth...<br /><br />i dunno what to think right now...<br />right now, i just wish i had memory loss...<br /><br />how i wish my head can hurt until i cant think or remember anything anymore...<br />how i wish i can be a coward and hide...<br /><br />but why they prefer other????<br /><br />ALRIGHT!!! I SHOULD STOP THINKING ALL THIS STUFF RIGHT NOW...<br /> so what shld i think???<br />BBQ!!!<br /><br />but it has not start yet... haha...<br /><br />let me have sweet dreams tonight....<br />i'm anti....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-5477817064740982468?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-79669152090831572862007-11-18T15:37:00.000+08:002007-11-18T15:38:10.419+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;">27 days!!!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-7966915209083157286?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-49875616188585195232007-11-18T14:47:00.000+08:002007-11-18T14:58:00.220+08:00obviously no one wishes me luck...<br /><br />cos i'm still nv lucky with accent...<br /><br />trying my luck with windworks tmr...<br /><br />i wish myself luck...<br /><br />argh...<br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">i'm starting to feel emo again...<br /><br />i help u...<br />not even a word of thanks....<br />wth...</span><br /><br />nvm...<br />trying to feel ok<br /><br />so jiayou...<br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;">-depressed-</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-4987561618858519523?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-26991621754230003462007-11-16T21:53:00.000+08:002007-11-16T21:56:48.075+08:00COOL!!!<br /><br />LET WENDY TELL YOU STH THAT IS VERY VERY COOL!!!<br /><br />15TH 'S THE DAY WENDY'S 15!!!<br /><br />BUT ONLY APPLY TO THIS YR!!!<br /><br />HAHAHAHA!!!<br /><br />WOOHOO~~~<br /><br />14+15=29 DAYS TO 15!!!<br /><br />GET IT???<br /><br />HAHAHAHA!!!<br /><br />WENDY IS NICE!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-2699162175423000346?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-3143322256538411092007-11-16T00:57:00.000+08:002007-11-16T01:53:05.048+08:00boohoohoo...<br /><br />woke up from the wrong side of bed this morning i guess...<br /><br />so so so unlucky...<br /><br />i lazy to relate the whole thing again...<br />but is sth like this:<br /><br />i told ellise tat accent coming today<br />she dun wan them come today(partly my fault)<br />den i have to postpone again<br />and i dunno ow to tell this to mr tan elfie and the accent ppl<br /><br />wow! i passed summary... lol<br />a long story short... lol...<br /><br />anyway, i took a long time to tell accent...<br /><br />and i'm scared to tell tan and elfie...<br /><br />haiz... cried the whole morning...<br />i'm weak? dunno leh...<br /><br />found this morning to be very long...<br />found myself to be even more inefficient<br /><br />how i wish i'm not QM...<br />like wad my sis said...<br />QM stands for qian ma...<br />i really owe ppl a scolding...<br /><br />i dun wan to plan anymore... its tiring...<br />i want to give up le...<br /><br />but... i noe i cant...<br />i cannot let ppl to be disappointed in me anymore..<br />i find myself a disappointment...<br /><br />i'll try to change...<br /><br />but is changing good?<br />see how changing changes me already...<br /><br />i changed a lot if you haven realised...<br />but i will not say how i'd change...<br /><br />i feel that i have... erm... over-change?<br />compare when i'm sec 1 and now...<br /><br />haiz...<br />the thing in the world that is constant is changes...<br />so true...<br /><br />but i dun wan to change!!!!<br />as in i wan to go back to wad i was before...<br />but tat is like so difficult?<br /><br />dun tok abt sad sad stuff...<br />tok happy happy stuff!!!<br /><br />my bday is on the 15 th of Dec....<br />rmb...<br /><br />haha... if no one celebrate with me, den i go buy myself a cake and eat...<br />cos... a cake is a must during bday...<br />haha...<br /><br />den i can make I/C!!!<br />everyone like has i/c except me...<br />so odd...<br />haha<br /><br />den i can oso noe my blood type!!!<br />as in can go check at the same time....<br /><br />den today, i bought e 1st eng assessment on vocab<br />but...<br />1/2 of the book is just for reference...<br />so just do 1/2 of e book size..<br />hahaha...<br /><br />going to do homework soon...<br /><br />anyway, can tell me, if need to change blog skin is go whr ar?<br /><br />wish me luck!!!(for the accent stuff)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-314332225653841109?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-24225578157876650372007-11-14T23:08:00.000+08:002007-11-15T00:11:54.328+08:00i hurt my backbone yesterday...<br />i was sweeping the floor and i hit the window pane or somewhere there with my bones(i have no meat?)<br />still hurts today...<br /><br />but no one cares!!!<br />BOOHOOHOOHOO!!!<br /><br />i'm so ke lian...<br /><br />haiz... haiz...<br /><br />i don't really like sitting at the back cos when no one wants to sit with me, den i no one to tok to...<br />den i start getting very quiet, den later, it will be more difficult to get me talking..<br />den i will get very very emo...<br /><br />sad sad sad... lol...<br /><br />today have the NE seminar...<br />at first i dislike cos it does not seems nice and everyone in the class com of 3/1 just don't want to go...<br /><br />but in the end, its fun...<br />i really enjoyed myself there...<br />lol...<br /><br />people are cooperative and its good to see that teachers listen to us as well...<br />there is also tea break and a lot of other stuffs...<br />really nice...<br />haha..<br /><br />at the end of the day after the seminar, me and a few other ppl kenna sabo by ms chloe png...<br />to take home lots of left over food...<br /><br />so in turn, we sabo each other...<br />for eg, jessica said that dolly have 10 family members so that ms png will give her 10 sets of ang ku kueh...<br />LOL<br /><br />and all of us sabo other teachers...<br />and its funny cos the teachers went to back to their office to pack their stuff before going home...<br />den ms png will take a lot of food (since they are not ard to see), like a whole plate of food and put in plastic bag and give it to them...<br />we sabo principals as well...<br /><br />mrs teo was like saying that she have to take or else she will not be able to go home<br />- there's like 6 of us blocking the general office...<br />lol...<br />funny sia...<br /><br />den mrs loh m.f. say that we have to do sth since we are taking the food...<br />we retorted that we are forced...<br />lol...<br /><br />she make us clean the plates...<br />literally...<br />so ke lian...<br />haha...<br /><br />in the end me and jessica give a packet of (i dunno wad) to the security uncle...<br />haha...<br /><br /><br />woo hoo~<br />last day of school le...<br />finally... tmr i'm asking accent to come again...<br /><br />they better come... if not i'll kill them...<br />today, i feel a bit of sad?<br />i told you i'm emo...<br />lol...<br />only until the seminar...<br />haha...<br /><br />during the seminar, we watched 'we live in singapura'<br />that funny show... haha...<br />go watch it on youtube...<br /><br />anyway, good luck to all ppl going for the taiwan trip...<br />dun think u will miss me anyway..<br />lol<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-2422557815787665037?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-2343713126628346642007-11-12T22:53:00.000+08:002007-11-12T22:55:09.689+08:00... thought noone will like look in my blog... lol<br />anyway, this is online blog, so anyone is free to come and see my blog...<br /> just that i didnt expect anyone to see a supposedly dead blog... lol<br /><br />wha~~~ hate accent man... so irresponsible...<br />if there's any changes to the appointment you had with me, please tell me first hand...<br />you need to know that you only need to answer to me for the changes...<br />but for me, 'cos of these changes, i need to answer to the whole band including teachers and conductors...<br /><br />so please note that whatever you do, it will cause a great impact.<br />i know, that i'm at fault for whatever happens...<br />i should have called the day before to check, thats what i intend to do as well but i forgot.<br />and when i remember, the shop has closed...<br /><br />from these event, i learnt a lot as well...<br />i need to be able to plan everything in a go, making sure its fool proof...<br />i learnt that i need to know very well in whatever i do, for eg, in this case, the name of the person, the time the person will take to check the e instruments and etc.<br /><br />i feel that, from this event, i'm very inefficient...<br />i feel that i just could not get things done...<br /><br />actually i did not feel this way until the accent guy called michael comment that only the QM in commonwealth will make him wait when we want to send instruments or bring it back from repairs... and i'm inefficient...<br /><br />quite true la...<br />i'm new in all these stuffs...<br />i've nv had such a big responsibity before, so i'm learning, please give me more time...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-234371312662834664?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-2834795873473114452007-11-08T12:41:00.000+08:002007-11-08T13:09:53.462+08:00oo00OOO~ jay's new album(牛仔很忙) is out!!!!<br /><br />HAHAhahaha... love the songs man...<br /><br />1牛仔很忙<br /><br />2彩虹<br /><br />3青花瓷<br /><br />4阳光宅男<br /><br />5蒲公英的约定<br /><br />6扯<br /><br />7我不配<br /><br />8无双<br /><br />9甜甜的<br /><br />10最长的电影<br /><br />haha... i love e track 9 song... so nice... so cute!!!<br /><br />go buy his songs!!!! eek... haha...<br /><br />hmmm... his songs can be also dl from baidu le...<br /><br />so fast... i have been listening to his songs for 3 consecutive days le...<br /><br />but still nt tired of it... =)<br /><br />anyway, happy deepavali!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-283479587347311445?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-81627711491701775532007-11-02T22:48:00.000+08:002007-11-14T23:06:10.753+08:00my blog has always been declared dead.<br />so i guess no one will surf my blog =D<br /><br />yes! EOY is over! i'm promoted but i do not find my results satisfactory.<br />i believe i can do better!<br /><br />its sad to see that your parents have no comments whatsoever on your performance.<br />they could encourage you, praise you, anything is fine.<br />but say some other things than "oh.. ok.."<br /><br />i'm being over-sensitive these few weeks.<br />its not a nice feeling.<br />this feelings may be untrue but it might be true too.<br />and if turns out to be real, you will really get hurt.<br /><br />but some things really make me think. like<br />why people stare at me<br />why no one wants to sit with me<br />why they don't wants to tell me stuff<br /><br />i will have a lot of negative thoughts. like<br />am i anti social<br />am i so irritating ( i guess i am before.. perhaps thats why i become more anti social )<br />do i have a dishonest look<br />do i have friends<br />are they thinking that i am a fly<br /><br />so little events, so many thoughts.<br />is that good or bad?<br /><br />i really hate all this stuffs.<br />i want to thrash them out onto someone,<br />someone who is willing to lend a listening ear<br />but no one is willing, no one sees this need<br /><br />i tell myself to smile.<br />i smiled.<br />i tell myself not to delve too much into such negative thoughts.<br />i did<br />but sometimes i tell myself cry and let it be over<br />i cried.<br />i tell myself not to care<br />but i could not help it<br /><br />trust no one, that is me.<br />i keep things to myself<br />i hate people to know too much about me.<br />people who knows too much about you hurts you the most<br />i don't want that.<br /><br />i keep to myself<br />as i do not know how to say it out loud.<br />i'm bad at expressing myself<br />i tried and i failed.<br />the only people who understand what i'm trying to say is only a few.<br />perhaps 2?<br /><br />one of them is doreen<br />the other is kendy.<br />maybe they got use to it.<br />maybe they really understand me.<br />maybe they are the ones i let myself open to the most<br />thats why they understand me more.<br />we do not need to express ourselves much,<br />just need to say, you understand, don't you?<br /><br />but they don't even know half of me.<br />i wonder who will be the one i let myself be vulnerable too.<br />perhaps never?<br /><br />i longed to be cared for and loved.<br />not exactly those kind of feelings that you might be thinking of.<br />what i want is, for example,<br />parents spending more time with you instead of saying you are irritating whenever you try to tell them how you really feels.<br />friends who knows you are unhappy and try to make you happy<br />and many more.<br /><br />practically thats what i always wished for before i sleep.<br />i seems like a kid, don't i?<br />how i wished i'm a kid forever.<br />so innocent and simple.<br /><br />i think i've change a lot.<br />in the past i can be crazy whenever i want,<br />crap a lot<br />be very sarcastic<br />very irritating<br />and some people do not like me because of all these.<br /><br />thats why i want to change<br />i want them to like me<br />but in the end, it just got worse<br />i got very unhappy.<br />i miss my old self.<br />and i guess some people do miss that as well.<br /><br />my primary school friend asked me:"have you changed? become more mature?"<br />i answered yes.<br />but i do not want it now.<br /><br />i'm one of a kind.<br /><br />i'm emo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-8162771149170177553?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-71651982966478232492007-06-08T18:33:00.000+08:002007-06-08T19:01:01.440+08:00yo... i nv post for lyk 7 months le... lol...<br /><br />this shows that i very guai... nv everyday play computer! yeah!<br /><br />lol... but that is true cos i really nv touch com for very long le...<br />den... erm... dunno wad to say leh...<br />look at previous post and i find tat i will still feel sad whenever i think of hamsters or anything tat could link to hamster...<br /><br />haiz... yea... den i did badly for my exams... especially my eng... lyk fail...<br />wonder what i can do to pass...<br /><br />yea... but my math quite gd... got a1...<br />but onli math gd ba...<br /><br />need to buck up on other subjects...<br /><br />oh ya... before exam, i had my syf... i felt tat it was just another performance...<br />lyk not anxious, not pressurised...<br />i just rmb tat elfie ask us to smile when we perform and we all did tat...<br /><br />... and i felt lyk an idiot... but tats ok... at least i enjoyed myself...<br /><br />now... seniors leaving le...<br />felt lost again...<br />last time also liddat... haiz..<br /><br />need time to get over ba...<br />den i oso dread the band camp... cos all e seniors not ard...<br />den no one to crap ard wid...<br /><br />den lyk w/o em very sian lo...<br />and... who can i tok to during the camp???<br /><br />felt lonely... lol...<br /><br />den now holiday got a lot of hmwk to do... lyk omg...<br />i told my juniors to enjoy their hol wile they can...<br />lol...<br /><br />oh ya... few days back i went out wid my section... den i felt hungry ltr on...<br />my stomach growls for very long le...<br />den TAT PERSON says: ltr den eat la... now eat le den ltr will still wan eat... i'm helping u...<br />i was lyk wtf... den... the thing is... wad am i suppose to say...<br />AND... i went to the kinokuniya... cos i lov bks so... it makes me a bit full...<br /><br />den TAT PERSON was lyk: aye... u nt hungry le ar?<br />how i wish i could say f-off...<br /><br />lol... but i'm a refined person...<br />but... i ignore TAT PERSON the whole day until the next day and was quite nasty to her...<br /><br />moral of story: let me eat my fill when i'm hungry...<br />is lyk u nt hungry does not equate to others feeling full too...<br />is lyk if u nt hungry, u can lyk see me eat 1st or wad la... u dunnid to stop others frm eating right?<br /><br />hey... the world doesnt revolve round u k?<br /><br />k... thrash out my frustration le...<br /><br />TAT PERSON is does kinda ppl who lets say take bus, goes: can take this bus?<br />and u reply: u wan, u take... i'm nt taking...<br />and TAT PERSON will have this sad sad look on her face and says: nvm... i take the other bus wid u...<br />it will make u feel lyk u owe her... and guilty?<br /><br />but hey... i nv point a gun at u and say, "take wid me" right?<br />so... stop giving those pathetic face...<br /><br />kk... stop now... dunno when will post again... lol...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-7165198296647823249?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1163604152895808122006-11-15T22:51:00.000+08:002006-11-17T23:35:29.570+08:00kk... i noe i haven been blogging for very long le...<br /><br />maybe cos i'm lazy? lol... i dun deny...<br /><br />hmmm...<br />my life now is quite boring...<br />firstly, i got into e phy chem class which is 3-1.<br />they say tat e sch is trying to prove tat 3-1 is not neccessary always e best cls...<br /><br />rj is in e same cls as me while hl is in 3-3(triple humans)...<br />doreen is in 3-5, e triple sci cls...<br /><br />yvonne oso same as me, in 3-1...<br /><br />i will definitely miss 2/4...<br />all e times we had...<br />but... hope still can rmb one another...<br /><br />secondly, band is on e tue, fri and sat...<br />quite tiring... cos tue and fri is lyk 10am to 6++ pm...<br />is ok... e thing is... my mouth hurts...<br />pain lyk hell...<br /><br />lol... kk now...<br />my stomach have been aching for lyk 1 whole day...<br />dunno tmr will ok anot...<br /><br />now at home slack...<br />playing audition which is quite nice...<br />shld try it out...<br /><br />as for maple, i still stuck at lvl 34? or 32?<br />forgot le... long time no play le...<br />lyk very sian liao...<br /><br />lol... games are lyk tat...<br /><br />kk... oh ya...<br />jus a reminder...<br />15 of dec is an imp day...<br />mus rmb...<br /><br />den...<br />omg goong is lyk so nice... so sweet...<br />shin is suave, yul is cute...<br />so nice... wanna watch again...<br /><br />den still got e it started all with a kiss...<br />damn nice oso... funny...<br />eew... cant wait for e second part to cm out...<br /><br />y suddenly lyk got a lot of nice shows???<br /><br />lol... btw, this post is written over a period of 3 days le... hope this will be e last day thankfully...<br /><br />hmmm...<br />lets see...<br /><br />today, my section mates said tat i look funny when walking...<br />den zhi yang taught me how to walk...<br />seems lyk i dunno how to walk lidat...<br /><br />lol...<br />nvm...<br />haiz... sec 1s ganbatte...<br /><br />dunno how to help u guys...<br />so jia you...<br /><br />kk.. lets not say anything abt them... cos ppl link frm dunno whr to this blog so...<br />... a bit dangerous... oops...<br /><br />actually, i think e sec1 have gd attitude...<br />just nid put in more effort...<br /><br />den... dunno y today suddenly rmb my hamsy...<br />felt sad...<br />i dunno y...<br /><br />i cant even feel happy talking abt hamster...<br />haiz...<br /><br />nvm...<br /><br />my alto today drop again...<br />den e sound abit out...<br /><br />huiyi say tmr will help me...<br />hope she rmb...<br /><br />lol...<br />i once heard ppl who seems happy are e ones who arent happy...<br /><br />wondering if tats true...<br />lol...<br /><br />and last but not least,<br />shin and zhisu is shuai...<br /><br />lol<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-116360415289580812?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1161620692681413382006-10-24T00:22:00.000+08:002006-10-24T00:24:52.693+08:00got back results le...<br /><br />yipee... i nv fail cme lyk mid yr<br /><br />haha... and my math got a1 chi got a2...<br /><br />e rest.... haiz.. u dunnid to noe...<br /><br />lol... nvm... e thing is tat now exam is over!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-116162069268141338?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1160453129459931392006-10-10T12:02:00.000+08:002006-10-10T12:05:29.470+08:00yohooo~<br /><br />exam over!!!<br /><br />but now e most worrying part- e results...<br /><br />haiz... anyway, its still over le... really very happy...<br /><br />guess tats all... haha... bb<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-116045312945993139?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1159892171234490532006-10-04T00:09:00.000+08:002006-10-04T00:16:11.256+08:00haiz... exam time now...<br /><br />anyway, e lang paper over le... and i'm scared...<br />esp my essay... HEY! STOP LAUGHING AT MY ESSAY OK?<br /><br />ya lar... i noe its funny... but frm a exam point of view, it doesnt seems so fun...<br /><br />haiz... hist coming le... den quite scared...<br />hope can do well...<br /><br />haiz... den theres e band thing...<br />frm lyk $1600 to $2000...<br />den dunno wan go liao a not...<br /><br />ms liao... ganbatte...<br />must clinched e best deal... lol...<br /><br />anyway, do u noe tat shuqi's pouting is disgusting???<br />and her ' sa jiao' makes me puke man... ok la...<br />i dun wan be very bad... though i noe i am already...<br /><br />someone help me pls...<br />stop torturing me...<br />i'm lyk dying...<br /><br />anyway, jay's song rawks...<br />i lyk e ting mama de hua, bai se feng che, faraway, mi tie xiang and many more...<br />lol...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115989217123449053?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1159108134251323462006-09-24T21:43:00.000+08:002006-09-24T22:28:54.323+08:00erm... to repay cyndy, this blog oso for her...<br /><br />firstly, i tot of deleting those posts... but seems lyk u finish reading them le... so nvm...<br />secondly, i link u le... wan tell u... but ur blog lyk.........<br /> ...nth?<br />thirdly, erm... think mus say it once n for all...<br /> so, those who are not involve get out... lol... i dun really mean it la...<br /> u wan see see lo...<br /><br /><br /><br />ok... perhaps i still young... issit sth to be happy abt? mus see which age u toking first...<br />to those who celebrate children day ( i din mean to sound so bad) , cherish ur moments now... cos when u r a teenage, u noe more things...<br /><br />theres a saying which is sth lyk "e more u dunno, e safer u r"<br />well, i think tat is lyk so true...<br /><br />haha...<br /><br />being a teenage is not very good...<br />have to cope w/ o level, stress etc etc...<br /><br />so perhaps cyndy, u are right...<br />e sad thing for me is, i noe u r right...<br />i mean its diff for someone to admit oneis wrong...<br />maybe, tat person (me) noes deep down in their heart, they r wrong...<br />but just say tat they r selfish...<br />they needed someone to blame... and they blame it on someone else...<br /><br />e things i noe:<br />1) i noe wad all of u r doing is gd for me...<br /><br />well tat sums it up right?<br />it just reminded me of jays new album- yi ran fan te xi (still fantasy (if i'm not wrong))<br />theres one song inside which i lyk<br />is called ting ma ma de hua...<br />translate- listen to ur mummy<br />well e lyrics is saying sth lyk at young he hav to learn a lot while other kids play<br />he say when he is a grown up, everyone listen to his songs, everyone read wad he wrote...<br />so, mus listen to mummy, dun let her be hurt...<br /><br />haha...<br />mayb tats wad u all are doing...<br />groom to be a someone?<br /><br />mayb...<br /><br />BUT, in e process, my mind began to think on its own...<br />it have its own thinking...<br />u might do things tat piss it off,<br />but deep down, it still noe u r right...<br />but its sth...<br />let say... when u r pissed, u oso wan to have someone who u can vent ur anger right??<br />its lyk everyone wan to be a perfect person... they noe it<br />yet y cant they?<br />its because of their personalities... they noe its right...<br />but if they become wad THEY THINK is a perfect person,<br />their life will be miserable as they have to keep up wif their performance...<br />cos theri personalities is totally diff...<br />do u understand wad i'm toking?<br />cos sometimes oni a few people (i can even count them on a hand) really understand me<br />while other cannopt even understand a word of it..<br /><br />lol...<br /><br />so basically, wad i'm getting across to u<br />is tat i noe wad is right for me to do,<br />noe wad is right to be ur 'perfect sis' 'perfect daughter'<br />but... my personality keep me this way....<br />i mean wad can we do?<br />N if i really become a perfect human being, will u all still recognise me?<br />would u still feel lyk u known me for 13 yrs???<br /><br />and when god create things, there is two opp end...<br /><br />ying yang<br />evil good<br />black white<br />big small........... etc etc...<br /><br />so if this world is a perfect world, will such thing as happiness be around?<br />i mean it would not be so interesting den...<br /><br />so i think this whole blog is just a junk-ie<br /><br />cos i think wad i tok is perhaps to u is just senseless theories...<br />but wad i say may not really be wad i am really feeling...<br /><br />still think this blog is a junk...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115910813425132346?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1157351187527335342006-09-04T14:22:00.000+08:002006-09-04T14:26:27.536+08:00my hamsy died...<br /><br />y?<br />cos i didnt keep my promise?<br /><br />y?y?<br />i noe i once promised...<br /><br />do u noe how guilty it felt...<br /><br />how i wish i can blame someone...<br />how i wish i can blame cyndy for.......<br /><br />and u noe wad?<br />u noe wad hurt me most?<br /><br />ants are manifesting it...<br />pls<br />pls let m hamsy die peacefully...<br /><br />dun bother it... u wan cm bother me...<br /><br />pls... pls...<br /><br />i dun wan to see it die so badly...<br /><br />y mus u stupid idoitic ants cm eat my hamsy...<br /><br />my hamsy is very pathetic le...<br /><br />dun... pls...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115735118752733534?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1157057147039412682006-09-01T04:39:00.000+08:002006-09-01T04:45:47.080+08:00haiz... long time no blog le...<br />anyway, i just gt back my results...<br />although everything is a pass,<br />but is just pass...<br />den very low marks...<br /><br />haiz... anyway, a lot of things happen during this post and e last post... very happy...<br />but i nt in e mood to write down...<br />but very hapy, lyk mr. tan's bday...<br /><br />anyway, i watching a lot of shows this few days...<br />at first is shen diao xia li (condor hero)<br />den is shen jian qi xia zhuan...<br />den now i'm watching tian wai fei xian ( the little fairy)<br /><br />all e 3 shows very sad...<br />haiz...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115705714703941268?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1156093809883649142006-08-21T00:48:00.000+08:002006-08-21T01:10:09.943+08:00haiz... i felt very sian... very worn out...<br /><br />haiz... i just did my project( and haven finish) until now which is 12.45am, sunday...<br />tmr gt ct and haven study yet...<br />cos of e project...<br />but... i scared they will wan change wad i did...<br />if they do, i will feel e below things:<br /><br />1. heart broken<br />2. pissed off<br />3. useless<br />4. go on a killing spree<br />5. dun lyk them<br /><br />haiz...<br />is lyk i spend so much time on it... den they lyk hack care...<br /><br />i dunno lar... dun wan to think...<br />anyway, people keep making me very pissed off...<br /><br />haiz... ok... i shall start on e very beginning...<br /><br />i still missed 1/4... i missed e time when most of e gals, during recess, squeezed into one table and eat... such closenes... but ppl hav changed... haiz...<br /><br />i missed last yr orientation...<br />i still rmb wad we played... how we helped one another...<br />i still rmb the time when we have to use newspaper and mafia string and masking tape to build sth very tall...<br />i still rmb our 'building' is e tallest and other taller den ours, collapse...<br />i still rmb how many times we changed our cm, eng 'cher<br />i still rmb how many times we got into trouble...<br />i still rmb how ms loh lecture us on cls spirit and was punished as a cls to write an essay on it...<br />i still rmb how sad we felt when ms loh left...<br />i still rmb e farewell party we gave her...<br /><br />2/4 is ok la...<br />most of e guys change le... changed to a better person...<br /><br />but someone came...<br /><br />sq came...<br /><br />haiz...<br /><br />today, as usual, doing ipw, we tok abt how we missed 1/4...<br /><br />we said 1/4 is gd...<br />den sq ask how cm this yr 2/4 is lyk tat?<br />she ask y we nv treat her lyk one?<br />will it be e same lyk 1/4 if we treat her as one of us?<br /><br />i wanted to tell her.<br />2/4 is better...<br />most ppl changed into a better person...<br />but their gd is bad for her...<br />so she thinks they are bad...<br />and we treat her lyk one before... at least we nv bully her n say sarcastic things to her...<br />we even try to befriend her...<br />but wad she has today is her own doing...<br />u reap wad u sow...<br />if u nv backstab rt, everything might take a diff turn...<br />have you ever think of ur actions?<br />do u noe how hurtful u r?<br />do u even think u r wrong?<br />no! frm wad i see, u r nt remorseful at all...<br />u think backstab rt is ok.<br /><br />and now, in our grp, u act lyk u r very big...<br />u cm to ppl hse and complain...<br />dont u think we are so dumb as nt to noe tat everytime we meet, before you go back hm,<br />u called ur parents and complained, saying<br />'aiyoh... they haven finish yet... will be late hm... told em to do this den they dun wan...<br />tats y they r late... then they keep playing a fool...'<br /><br />do u really think we r so dumb???<br /><br />and at doreen hse, u go hide in e kitchen and EAT YOGURT...<br />and u covered ur e yogurt and ur mouth wif ur hand...<br />just lyk wad u r doing when u r complaining to ur parents ( though ur mouth is so big tat u tok very loud)<br /><br />ur mouth is lyk so big tat u hav to conceal it right?<br /><br />and u r really pissing me of...<br />can u lyk just shut ur trap???<br />u r making everyone pissed off...<br /><br />i will just tel u 1 thing<br />after all this tat has happen,<br />U WILL NV BE ONE OF US. NV.<br /><br />u hav cm this far. u cannot turn back cos its too late le...<br />u hav chose e wrong path...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115609380988364914?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1156001699210756682006-08-19T23:23:00.000+08:002006-08-19T23:34:59.220+08:00oh.. today JBF...<br />e juniors not bad la... though gt squeak but still alright...<br /><br />we oso squeak during JBF...<br /><br />lol... joanna and minshi keep bully me...<br />very sian leh...<br />dun lyk em le...<br />lol... jkjk...<br /><br />wadeva... anyway we left during e interval...<br />den we go eat...<br />do u believe tat i actually laughed for 40 mins non stop???<br /><br />cos i sat in front of teck whye...<br />i see him i laugh,<br />den teck whye laugh<br />den cassandra laugh<br />den shannon and dolly laugh<br />den benjamin laugh<br />so i laugh even more and e cycle continue until i no breath le...<br /><br />den sometimes for nth teck whye and cassandra laugh<br />den i laugh den e cycle started...<br /><br />i found a lot of things though (when we go shop shop)<br /><br />1. liesl lyk white<br />2.tmr liesl birthday<br />3.me, cassandra cannot stand beside teck whye or we laugh again<br /><br />lol... anyway... still feel depressed...<br />still dun noe y...<br />haiz...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115600169921075668?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1155911097660026352006-08-18T22:20:00.000+08:002006-08-18T22:24:57.680+08:00lala...<br />i feel very dumb... but dunno y...<br /><br />anyway, i found tat my juniors say i very easy to bully den everyone cm bully me... so bad...<br /><br />den i nv finish my math common test AGAIN...<br /><br />haiz... very sian u noe?<br /><br />anyway my junior tmr JBF<br /><br />so must jia you worx... dun lemme down...<br /><br />i just feel depressed but i dunno why... wadeva...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115591109766002635?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1155139629314189262006-08-10T00:00:00.000+08:002006-08-10T17:48:49.873+08:00<div align="right"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">oh ya... happy national day...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">anyway... i hate august...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">make my $$ deplete...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">so if i hate august, i will hate those who r born in august...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">oops... shouldnt have say it out...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">lol...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">1 more min to go before national day over...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">haiz... its over now...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">suddenly think of e homework which wang lao shi giv...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">a 500-word essay...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">so dotz right?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">haiz... dunno wad to write anyway...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">dunno wad to do...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">just feel very sad and depressed w/o knowing y...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">haiz...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">just felt lyk sighing all the time...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">haiz...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;">wadeva...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115513962931418926?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1154358745155912922006-07-31T22:55:00.000+08:002006-08-11T23:35:55.720+08:00<div align="right">argh....<br /><br />just feel lyk shouting... sth inside me...<br />i can endure tat thing but the worse thing is i dun even noe wad is it...<br /><br />haiz...<br /><br />did my 1st detention ever today...<br />for wad?<br />bcos of a stupid protractor...<br />but quite fun la...<br />i pull e weeds...<br />i stuff some in between e bricks...<br />anyway, this detention is indirectly bcos of someone idiotic... someone bitchy...<br />a crybaby... a attention-seeker...<br />wadeva... i even haf to delete my previous post bcos of her...<br />someone might be coming to our blogs and check...<br />bcos of tat idiot, we dun even hav privacy...<br />and she still haf the cheek to laugh...<br />still purposely go and say she dun need do detention...<br />see ppl scolded, she laughed...<br />just bcos of a sock, she cried for 2hrs...<br />obviously is acting right?<br />anyway, nobody cares abt her...<br />act-act...<br />she is very lame...<br />idiot:doreen, i saw a snail coming into ur hse...<br />we:*searching for snails*<br />idiot:imaginary one<br />*when doing ipw*<br />idiot:this color sucks<br />idiot:tat color sucks<br />idiot:tell u tat color cannot liao<br />idiot:can u all do faster? at this rate e snials would haf climb into ur hse liao...<br />i:u do lar...<br />idiot:i sure can do faster<br />we:*pissed off*<br />and aft<br />i said:we are sick ppl... wad can u do?<br />idiot say:u dare to say tat in front of mr rafeek?<br />we:*feel lyk giving her a slap*<br />so pissed off wif her la...<br />see her face lyk see hell...<br />anyway, idiots digging her own grave...<br />no one will lyk her...<br />anyway, mus thank her for building our cls(excluding idiot) bonds...<br />thanks her for giving me e feeling of detention...<br />detention is quite fun anyway, if lyk 1/2 a cls is wid u...<br />anyway, she's happy(which makes her inhuman)<br />and we are happy(in a certain point of view)<br /><br />anyway, i feel confused...<br />lyk in a maze...<br />wishing someone can bring me out...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115435874515591292?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1152144350239735212006-07-06T08:04:00.000+08:002006-07-15T02:20:23.836+08:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#330099;"><span style="color:#330099;">yo... i noe my blog is very dead.. but nvm la... nobody wan to see</span> <span style="color:#333399;">anyway... lol... haiz... nowadays... dunno wad mothers are thinking---</span> <span style="color:#6600cc;">not even exam, cannot use computer, cannot watch tv... can see tat they</span> <span style="color:#6633ff;">dun understand e meaning of all work and no play makes jill a dull gal...</span> </span><span style="color:#6666cc;">haiz... anyway band rawks!!! i lyk sectionals nowadays... more fun... =)</span><span style="color:#333399;"> <span style="color:#3366ff;">and most importantly, i am playingEb ALTO CLARINET!!! cool? haha... </span><span style="color:#3333ff;">so exciting... and we actually had a lot performance these few days...</span> </span><span style="color:#000099;">haha... e 2 newest pieces are e alleluiah and boston mountain overture,</span> <span style="color:#000066;">which at e 1st time we play, sux but now is better a lot!!! heehee... den</span> <span style="color:#003333;">my maple char is lvl 33... i now lazy to train... dunno train on wad... den</span> <span style="color:#003300;">i always die... den sian lo... 5% very diff to earn back... so i created a lot</span> <span style="color:#006600;">of noobs @ other worlds... they lvl faster... lol... ya la... i no patience...</span> <span style="color:#009900;">haiz... ren shen you hen duo fan nao... hao zhong de yi ge fu dan... ni</span> <span style="color:#33cc00;">gang de qi ma??? hope can ba...</span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-115214435023973521?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1148363254113141782006-05-23T13:36:00.000+08:002006-05-23T13:47:34.123+08:00<strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#009900;">haha... exam over liao... i ki siao again... i HATE exam... exam make me sick... and somemore its lyk 10 plus days... lol... nvm... and my blog is so dead le... haha... now i got nyaa and i love it... totally... i laughed for the whole session around 2.5h until my mouth hurts and my leg become jelly... lol... but holiday soon le... means more homework... dunno wad i'm gonna do during holiday... hahaha... and last saturday, e 4 of us did sth awful... haha... its for me to noe and for u to wonder... lol... i oso become lamer... ltr got band... i a bit sian le... cos e 5 seniors not around den not nice anymore. plus sectionals now...........................................</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#009900;">dunno wad to say... lol... rj just complain i use a lot of dots. lol... but cant help it... haha... today dunno band wad time end... and today time went lyk a disabled snail... sian... nvm... w/o band i oso sian... and i cannot let e sec4 seniors disappointed w/ me... ok... tats for now... btw who's e someone in my tag???</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114836325411314178?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1145528335405812222006-04-20T15:58:00.000+08:002006-05-23T13:48:51.316+08:00<span style="color:#3366ff;">mid yr nearing... so stressful... dunno whether can pass anot... if nv pass, i die nice nice... cannot go band... ren sen zhen wu qu... i dun wanna live le... haiz... suicide... its not a crime right? boohoohoohoo... omg...i suffering frm depression... haiz... dunno wad to do... i mean, u kill urself can release stress... u dun suicide, have to bear for another 2 yrs... even if u dun die, u will die of depression right? I AM A TRAUMATISED VICTIM... HELP ME.... haiz... its a black world for me without lights...<br />(use candle)...<br /><br />if i really cannot pass my eng n chi, i will really think abt dying , suiciding...<br />i might decide to run away...<br /><br />haha... pls... pls help me... its not i wan one lo... my eng n chi so bad, i veri happy... everytime fail, i happy?<br />if u think so, and it makes u feel gd, go ahead and tell urself tat...<br /><br />anyway, wadeva i sae now, u wont believe, u wont even one to hear...<br /><br />so sian...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114552833540581222?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1145340459344969692006-04-18T13:58:00.000+08:002006-04-18T14:07:39.360+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">sad sad sad... seniors leave me even only 2 days only...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">miss them... den i playing alto... scared sia cos they tell me e rythm very confusing...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">den they not here to teach me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">i miss em...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">e way they crap e way they joke e way they are strict...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">i rmb all e gd times we had together...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">aft sch, walking home, eating, walking...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">practically everything... i dunno y i feel sad even they r nxt to mii class... its just.....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">... i dunno... its sad... i miss em that no words can be used... no existing words can describe...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">they console me they teaches me they crap with me they scold me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">everything abt them i will miss...(esp everytime go toilet...)</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">haiz... now no time to talk so when i have time, i come in again and edit... but now lets be straightforward...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;">ok... e muse festival we won a gold and is e top band... e details... ltr... cos my fren now eating den left me... i will elaborate...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"><strong><em>OMG... I MISS YOU MAN, SENIORS!!!</em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114534045934496969?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1144734883340771132006-04-11T13:39:00.000+08:002006-04-11T13:54:43.360+08:00ooooooooooooo00000000000000000OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO<br /><br />napfa...at last over... but i going to retake the shuttle run<br />but hey! i pass my 2.4... b leh... sit up...a leh... standing broad jump... forget liao... haha but pass... more than d.... my inclined pull up d or c leh... sit and reach... i oso forget... haha but pass...<br /><br />ok la... i proud... oops... i said it...<br />anyway cos of tat pull up, my shoulder hurts badly now... sobzz...<br />tat standing broad jump cher parrallax error... sian<br /><br />haha... muse coming... thur to sun bz... thurs got new zealand band coming...<br />haiz... hope can play well in muse and win medal...<br /><br />work so hard le...<br /><br />band will be so sian w/o seniors... they are so cute and lame and funny and exaggerating...<br />create the funny atmoshere tat our section lacks... haiz... i really cant believe they r leaving so soon that it seems unreal to me....<br /><br />haiz... miss them... nobody to lame with...<br />i will always rmb them... i rmb one time when having combined sectionals with fabian then ruiyun and liwee sitting beside me... i ask liwee she missed me and the option is yes only...<br />she say she wanna call ruiyun(time limit=20 sec) den they lyk discussing whether shld miss me or not... den i laugh lyk hell... i tell them 20 secs over liao... den liwee say i force myself to say yes la, i miss you...<br /><br />its so funny... den they leaving miss them...<br /><br />must come back to see us hor... anyway most of e senior is just nxt door...<br /><br />i wanna play alto oso... but no more senior around : ( sobz... sian..<br /><br />mus miss me wor!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114473488334077113?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1143525186409104672006-03-28T13:32:00.000+08:002006-04-11T13:38:33.653+08:00<span style="color:#000000;">haiz.... i miss my seniors... long time no see em liao... miss em... lol... lets not get to those mushy mushy de di bu... lol... but den nvm... will get to see em soon...<br /><br />okay... these few days so sian nth to do... anyway, tonitez got css performance muzz go watch wor... but i dunno wad to wear... i dunno how to go... omg...<br /><br />nvm... so exciting rite??? anyway e best thing is wed dunnid so early go sch... 8.45 report...<br />shuang rite???<br /><br />lol... dun be jeolous... i noe i pretty rite??? anyway, lets come to word equation...<br />my skin= elephant's skin<br /><br />okay... i noe i am lame and i am not lame...<br />i am being very lame now... omg...<br /><br />i ask a qn... maple nice meh???!!! everytime fight fight fight... nth else to do le...<br />so boring... lol...<br /><br />today... dunno wad to rite...<br /><br />now... guess where i am? in e com lab...<br /><br />of cos la duh... my sis nv let me use their com one lo... one using notebk... one using desktop...<br />den nobody one let me use... every com oso got password... fine... nxt time, i'll make sure there's 3 com in our house kay? sian lo... so selfish...<br /><br />nvm... i am so damn pissed off... i lyk sch better.... e ppl here is so damn cute... but, dont get me wrong!!! not physically cute... but is their character cute... but of cos... in mii sch got a gal who's both in character or physically cute...<br />... and tats...<br /><br />...me!!!<br /><br />lol... haha... my blog is so damn dead lo... just lyk me...<br />o ya... it remind me of sth... dont u think tat i change personality veri fast?<br />i mean, i am cute, dead, pretty, lame...<br /><br />ok... i am everything...<br />mon-cute<br />tue-dead<br />wed-pretty<br />thur-lame<br />fri-miiself<br />sat and sun?<br />i am neutral... unfeeling...<br />lol...<br /><br />ok... since today is tue, i am dead...<br /><br />dead... i am so dead can...<br /><br />i noe some of u out there think tat this is so lengthy... but i oso cannot help it...<br />cos i got a lot of things to say...<br /><br />lyk fabian says------ "even if she's dead, she will oso wake up and continue toking..."<br />tat she is me la... am i so talkative??? i think so... but nvm... to keep u entertained...<br />u see... i so gd...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114352518640910467?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1142678929971592782006-03-18T18:34:00.000+08:002006-03-18T18:48:49.986+08:00<span style="color:#66ffff;">sian ar...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">holiday going to over soon... </span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">dun wanna go back...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">hab to face prob...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">and the meaning of reopening of school means tat mid yr near...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">haf onli 1.5months to study...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">nvm... i will pass everything wif flying colours...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">bless me manz...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>argh... time flies... fly so fast tat u nv notice it...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>as time flies, people changes...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>people around you changes...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>maybe you think you never change... and tat it is just your surrounding which had change...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>but think again... its lyk tha sun and the earth...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>ppl on earth think tat its e sun moving as earth move slowly w/o anyone noticing it...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>so perhaps you are the one who change...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>think... think of how are you in the past... think...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>if you dun rmb, you can always ask ppl around you...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>they will tell you... and refresh your mind...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>now i think of how i am in e past and saw happy memories in it...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>how i wish the time will freeze...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>tat tat moment will nv pass...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>as i think, i felt sad... y must the world change?</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>i rmb someone saying tat dun feel happy tat its over... feel happy tat it happen...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>haiz... easier said den done... but at least try...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>dun look back now... look forward...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>but look back once in awhile if u feel tat ur life is incomplete...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>look back and find wad you haf in e past and not now tat makes ur life incomplete...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>if u nv look back, you might loss urself forever...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>if u nv look back, you will nv noe wad it is in life tat u might miss...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>look back and think... ppl are so busy nowadays to look back...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>tats wad is so boring in life... work work and work...</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>u work for a living... but wad u get at e end of ur life?</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>when you die, you cannot bring money wid you..</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>den y ppl work so hard for? just for a mean of living?</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">lol...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114267892997159278?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1142152599909840502006-03-12T16:25:00.000+08:002006-03-13T00:42:23.316+08:00<a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i129323953_55874.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank" alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Glitter Words, Myspace Graphics, Glitter Graphics, Glitter Words"><img src="http://mi0.bpcdn.us/pgfxglitterg/babyitzmyworld65234.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i87984259_47186.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i63917161_17788.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i91279318_26797.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i97793328_80191.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://mib.bpcdn.us/grafix14/06.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i86797717_19205.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i64904121_58050.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i63937949_72555.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i59677554_5603.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://mi5.mgcdn.us/xfrg/r.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://mi5.mgcdn.us/xfrg/q.gif" border="0" /></a><br />is these pic nice?? haha...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114215259990984050?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1142150147774770592006-03-12T15:55:00.000+08:002006-03-12T16:15:36.280+08:00<marquee scrollamount="5" width="100%"><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/s.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/o.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/d.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/a.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/m.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/n.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/s.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/i.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/a.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi7.mgcdn.us/xoxa/n.gif" border="0" /></a>...</marquee><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">now holidays le... now at this very moment, i am at my grandma hse.. now, i have not finish my assignments...</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">y?y?y?y? y mus 'cher give homework? so sian... holiday not lyk holiday still have to go back to sch for band... BUT I LOVE BAND... ESP MY CLARINET!!! but den i lazy to wake up... to face another new day... haiz... i rather sleep whole day... and, math is driving me crazy!!! lol...</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">dunno y i yesterday tok to dolly, i oso crazy... not i wnt one la... is my mind sot sot le... den i ask her to ignore me and let me type... just fel lyk it... w/o any specific reasons... tats me... so unpredictable...(am i?)</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">another thing... nobody tag me... so sian... but nvm... this will be my privte space... and omg... my marks so damn bad... how am i going to go through e o level if even now my grades are lyk hell...</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">yay!!! my blog finally have musics!!! all thanks to my beloved cousin-xuanhao...<br />o... i love you... lol...</span> <marquee scrollamount="5" width="100%"><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi2.bpcdn.us/glittergus6/s.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mid.bpcdn.us/glittergus5/o.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi8.bpcdn.us/glittergus7/d.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi8.bpcdn.us/glittergus7/a.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mid.bpcdn.us/glittergus5/m.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mid.bpcdn.us/glittergus5/n.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi8.bpcdn.us/glittergus7/g.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mid.bpcdn.us/glittergus5/o.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mid.bpcdn.us/glittergus5/o.gif" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"><img alt="Myspace Glitter Graphics, MySpace Graphics, Glitter Graphics" src="http://mi8.bpcdn.us/glittergus7/d.gif" border="0" /></a>...</marquee></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">if u believe me, u r stupid... haha... but seriously... i wanna kill xh... all subject so damn gd...</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">sian la... now e aldults lyk hell... play mah jong play until shouting... siao... at least i siao better den 'em... lol....</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">now... nothing to do... and ya... another beloved cousin of mine-xuanying</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">wad did she do? well.. she let me use e com...(lame la... i noe...) den she oso tell me how to put those funni funni words there... lol...</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">another beloved cousin of mine-xuanbin</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">he taught me how to minimise the maple screen... lol.. i will rmb it... alt tab... lol...</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">all of the are younger den me... but clever souls are they... lol... haiz... my cousins are e best aft all... lol...</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">i am siao lyk liao hell... lol...</span></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114215014777477059?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1142050851611671532006-03-11T12:18:00.000+08:002006-03-11T12:20:51.636+08:00sian la<br /><br />i hate my marks lo...<br /><br />i nv study got a2<br />got study got e8<br /><br />can go n die lo...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114205085161167153?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1141917820979858022006-03-09T23:13:00.000+08:002006-03-09T23:23:40.983+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">wthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwthwth</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">i noe u dun lyk me... nut there is no need for you to pry into my life... NO NEED...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">i dun need ur "gd services"... no thx lo... hey... pls la... i nv say u b4... y mus u sae me? think la... y dun ppl think.... if u think tat u noe me very well, i can jolly well tell u tat u r wrong... u r so damn wrong... so, pls dun act as if u noe me very well... although we are connected in blood ties, however, i can happily tell u tat friends noe me better den u do...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">i noe u lyk it... but pls la... stop giving "feedback"... i jolly well dun appreciate it... u think its fun... u want to see gd show... u want to see me get scolded... but THINK... y dun u ppl think... wads ur brain there for??? u wanna ppl to do e same to u??? think lor...wth...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">THINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINKTHINK</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114191782097985802?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1141916797389279362006-03-09T22:59:00.000+08:002006-03-09T23:06:37.400+08:00hey guys, u want, pls go to this website... its so nice...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.angelfire.com/ny3/aznxicy/story.html">http://www.angelfire.com/ny3/aznxicy/story.html</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114191679738927936?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1141657938390561182006-03-06T23:03:00.000+08:002006-03-06T23:12:19.183+08:00argh.... my lang so bad... so scared... wad shld i do???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114165793839056118?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1141565083271497392006-03-05T21:09:00.000+08:002006-03-05T21:24:43.740+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;">o yes... i suddenly rmb sth... the week b4 next, e it lesson damn interestin... everyone in tat room including e 'cher(ms sri) wennt into a gal blog( i think is jasmine frm 2/1'06) and spam... lol... its so fun... evryone usuing one another name and spam... lol... e thing is everyone in tat room is there... a sense of belonging? perhaps... lol...</span> </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"><em>i suddenly feel tat someday i might forget wad happen now... i feel tat i might lose my memory...</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"><em>and thus, i kept writing journals, enttries... and wadeva i write, i keep it in full details... and when i write, i just keep remembering tat i might lose myself someday and i need this to bring myself back... premonition... lol... nvm... i would be glad to lose this memories...</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"><em></em></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>SIANSIANSIAN... Y DOESNT ANYONE NOE?</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Y IN UR EYES I'M SO DAMN BAD... IF TATS WAD U MAKE ME OUT TO BE, I'LL BE WORSE... IN UR EYES OF COS...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>U NOE NTH... SO PLS STOP BOTHERING ME...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>U THINK YOUNGSTERS PROBLEMS IS NTH COMPARED TO URS?</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>STOP DAYDREAMING... WE HAS MORE PROBLEMS DEN U... COS WE R TEENAGERS...</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>SO, PLS STOP AND TAKE US INTO CONSIDERATION... AND STOP ACTING SO BIAS AND SELFISH!!!</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>PLS THINK... Y DOESNT ANYONE THINK??? </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>-FEEL LYK CRYING</em></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114156508327149739?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1141560999197793222006-03-05T20:05:00.000+08:002006-03-05T20:16:39.210+08:00<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>sianz... tmr start sch... haf to study n do work...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>den now watching tv... i rmb there's an advertisement asking if ur life is a movie, would it be interestin... my ans is yes... lol...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>maybe my skin is equal to an elephant's...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>haha... sian leh... i dun wanna got to sch... i dun wanna face some of them... not as if i did sth wrong... but is they did me wrong... i speak until its so complicated... but den e nice thing is tat a mth or so ltr i am playing e e-flat alto clar... i lov it... although i played it for a while onli, but i lov it... beyond words... beyond action to describe...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>omg... i'm so exaggerating...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>anyway, WHO WAN GO TO ESPLANADE WID ME!!!????????????? i think if they put e date on a friday nite or saturday nite, more ppl will wan to go lo... sian leh... now, at this point of time, i saw someone(msn) came in... dun wish to see tt person lehxxxx...sianzzz... haiz... this week is so full of sad sad sad thing... today will be better den yesterday... tmr will be better den today... hope it's true...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114156099919779322?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1141470911826704152006-03-04T18:58:00.000+08:002006-03-04T19:15:11.836+08:00<strong><span style="color:#663366;">okay... i am out of councillor...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;">and now, i am fretting!!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;">yesterday, there's a contract and i never sign... cos i think we'll prove to someone tat we can be better w/o tat thingy... do u noee tat tat dae change everyone life in everyway, ppl will start avoiding one another, we will practice hard, ppl will dun lyk ppl... a lot a lot of things...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;">so i think b4 hafing such a big event, one must think of the worse lyk wad if all not signing... and, doesnt this sound familiar to some of u? wmb who told us this?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;">if it doesnt turn out well, i dun tink we shld blame others... rmb this saying'its just a matter os perspective who's right and who's wrong...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;">anyay, i dun lyk it... it make things worse when it suppose to make things better... and no matter wad, this is our prob... not outsider... outsider might haf comments, but its none of our business... however, outsider shldnt do thins w/o askin us... cos, its our prob... so pls... i beg tat person... <span style="color:#990000;">STOP MAKING OUR PROBLEMS WORSE</span>... u might lyk to see show... u might want to reveal the truth to e other party... but pls... pls think... do u think it helps? wad do u think will happen? so next time pls think... think... and of cos i hope there will nv be a nxt time... and, i hate back stabber... u might be feeling happy now... but just to make urself happy, is there a need to make both parties sad, angry and etc? is it worth it? do u wan others to do this to u??? ask urself b4 u do things...</span><span style="color:#990000;"> I BEG OF U AND ITS NONE OF UR BUSINESS...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;">this post is to actually two particular person... she will noe it if she see it... however, people who understand this is people who is involved...</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"><strong>NO ONE IS EVER AT FAULT... ITS JUST A MATTER OF PERSPECTIVE...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114147091182670415?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1140658922590969652006-02-23T09:41:00.000+08:002006-02-23T09:42:02.593+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"><strong>hey... do u guys noe tat i'm nominated for the councillor?</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"><strong>at first i wanna join... eager to be exact... but now...</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;">okay... I wanna reject now cos i dun really lyk it... AND NOBODY SAY ANYTHING TO ME... TO DISSUADE MII...</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;">wel... councillor is a tough job... and i wont haf time to focus on band...</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;">or homework...</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;">sian lehx...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"><strong>anyway band ppl dun lyk councillor... i think mii sl going to noe le...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"><strong>sian... will sure wanna tok to me one... mus haf 'heart preparation'...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"><strong>so sian...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"><strong>okay... lets not tok abt this... this is L-A-M-E...</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">HEY... this few days, dunno y i damn damn damn tired...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">always wan to slp in class...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">den the 'cher said," wendy, u need to open ur eyes to see me..." den i so paiseh...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114065892259096965?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1140262832610756182006-02-18T19:33:00.000+08:002006-02-19T23:21:11.616+08:00<span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>wth...<br /><br />now not even near exam... den oso hire a nanny to look aft me... to be precise, look aft mii homework... hey.... you noe how to spell the word freedom? you noe how to spell the word prison? i want freedom... if u were me, do u wish to be 'controlled' lyk tat? do u???<br /><br />i can't even watch tv... do u noe, yesterday i am damn tired... and i tot tat today will b a better day.. but no man... i am restricted to do home work and Do Homework and DO HOMEWORK...<br /><br />hey man, u noe wad is fun? perhaps u r restricted to having fun but tat no reason u haf to restrict mine too... wth...<br /><br />i am not a little kid anymore... i had the sense of responisibility... wad do u think i feel when i never do homework? i feel happy? do u think i plan to </strong></span><a href="mailto:sl@ck"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>sl@ck</strong></span></a><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"> the whole day? hey... u sleep earlier den me... so u dun noe a lot of things... and one thing i hate most is to do wad others wan me to do... and aft u sleep, i do my homework... and i still care abt u n tats y i told u i haf ct and i am nominated to be a councillor... and wads ur reaction? tell tat nanny tat i haf... i noe there's nth wrong wif tat but aft i had a nanny, i felt everything is wrong... i felt tat U R BETRAYING me... and abt e councillor, u r not supportive... i might as well not tell u abt tat... i noe... its not wrong.... i noe... i am in wrong... the way i think is so damn out... but can u at least say sth nicer, or encourage??? stupid leh....</span></strong> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114026283261075618?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1140241981766834942006-02-18T13:29:00.000+08:002006-02-18T14:05:46.280+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>eeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww... huilin and roujing give mii a hamster...so cute... </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>will not bite ppl...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>will not bite ppl...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>cool rite?</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>now feel better writing cos onli a few ppl come... lol... cos i never post b4...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>anyway, the esplanade performance coming up.... but, i will not be performing... so i wish those who are taking part all the best... lol...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>i dunno how to change the blogskin... sads....</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>i dun lyk one of mii juniors... so arrogant...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>reg.9 is being rape now...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>i very happy...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>cos she not a virgin anymore...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>wanna guess who is the raper? reg.10</strong></span><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>i oso happy cos reg.14 is eating vinegar...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>REG.9 IS BEING BRUTALLY RAPE...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>i am sadist... lol...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-114024198176683494?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1133331031026851822005-11-30T13:56:00.000+08:002005-11-30T14:10:31.043+08:00WT HELL... I THIS HOLIDAY IS LYK NO HOLIDAY AT ALL LO...<br /><br />I WEEKDAY GO SCH...<br /><br />I ONLY WEEKEND FREE!!!<br /><br />THEN NOW...<br /><br />I HAF TO HELP OUT IN MIII UNCLE STALL...<br /><br />DEN WHEN I WAN HOLIDAY ON WEEKENDS, COS I WEEKDAY NOT FREE, THEY BAN ME!!!!<br /><br />WAT THEORY IS TAT?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-113333103102685182?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1132375105506192882005-11-20T04:38:00.000+08:002005-11-19T12:38:25.516+08:00<span style="color:#ff99ff;">haiz.... sian man... dis few weeks cannot use com... den cannnot create posts... <span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong>STUPID</strong></span>... den someone stupid say i cannot watch tv... mus study... hey... <span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"><strong>i not a nerd k?</strong></span> den <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong>NOW IS HOLIDAY!!!</strong></span> n i dun haf e bks to study... <span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>stupid</strong></span>... anyway, jay got new album le... so nice... i dun quite lyk e 2nd song... but e rest is simply <span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"><strong>marvellous</strong></span>!!! n chopin is read as "sho-pan"... ya... n i lost my sis hp... den haf to pay her back... den i haf to save money fast... i lyk to save $$ but if it is save for her den i diaoz... den now my lunch is 2++ den my dinner is magimee... i so pathetic... n <span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>i lov band</strong></span>... lol...but mii side readin sux... n mii rhythm sux...lool... haf to practice harder...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-113237510550619288?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1130144208907996962005-10-24T16:50:00.000+08:002005-10-24T16:56:48.913+08:00wtf...<br /><br />cannot go my class chalet...<br /><br />its not lyk i oways go out lyk tat...<br /><br />e reason y i cant go out: too young...<br /><br />ya... i still 10 yrs old...<br /><br />cannot look aft myself...<br /><br />stupid...<br /><br />I NOW DAMN DAMN PISSED OFF...<br /><br />ahhhhhhhahhhhhhhhh...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-113014420890799696?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1130142977336206662005-10-24T16:29:00.000+08:002005-10-24T16:36:17.340+08:00damn damn damn...<br /><br />y cant i go to my class chalet?<br /><br />n its not lyk i oways go out lyk tt...<br /><br />reason y i cant go: too young...<br /><br />wth...<br /><br />I SO DAMN PISSED OFF...<br /><br />so so so so stupid...<br /><br />i cant stand it anymore...<br /><br />aaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-113014297733620666?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1129883387419553642005-10-22T07:29:00.000+08:002005-10-21T16:29:47.423+08:00<span style="color:#ff9900;">today got back my papers... e marks is acceptable for me, i dun noe abt my dad... e following r my marks so far as i noe...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">chinese----------------------- >65.3</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">mathematics----------------- >59</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">science----------------------- >69.5</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">geography-------------------- >69.5</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">CME------------------------- >90</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">though i past, but pass badly... haiz... i wish i got beta marks...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112988338741955364?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1129654443961619242005-10-18T15:54:00.000+08:002005-10-19T00:54:03.966+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"><em>hey... sorry... long time nv update... cos there is no com... no com means cannot serve net... cannot serve net means cannot update... haiz... dis few days a lot of disheartening things happen... tot i can write down in here... but i forget le... oso dun wish to rmb... so i forget... which is a gd thin... but what happen today i cannot forget it today... so y not i just write it down? well today e last day of exzm--my eng oral... haiz... i dunno whether i fail or pass... e readin aloud one is okay... is e picture description n e conversation... haiz... dis two, i cannot express wad i wan to say... so i dun tok confidently... always "erm...erm...erm..." den later i just tell e 'cher " i dun tink i hab anythin more to elaborate..." i sounded so stupid... n e cher giv me those wad-r-u-tryin-to-say-n-u-r-damn-funny look... which brought down my confidence... i tink e picture description would be better if i can elaborate myself den e 'cher askin e question... she ask two question only... den my ans oso not long... i shooooooooo scared i fail... if i fail, i cant think how am i going home... much less than i would break e news to my parents... haiz... i REALLI REALLI REALLI damn scared... y mus parents give pressure to their children... not tt pressure is not gd... but a lot of pressure is VERY VERY VERY bad... haiz... den dis monday got band... not tt i dun lyk band... but e senior oso giving a lot of pressure... den oso hab to rush things in band... there is dis end-of-year concert... den we still have not start practicin... n we still rustin... we have not touch our instrument for a long long time... haiz... i dun realli look forward to band... i oso dun look forward to friday... dis friday... so sianz...</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112965444396161924?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1128480652879072592005-10-06T01:50:00.000+08:002005-10-05T10:50:52.880+08:00<span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;">nnnnnnn... yesterday i board e bus (333) den i 2 stop ltr i aightin... den e stupid uncle dun 4 wad said to mii..." do u mind sittin down n dun block others?" wth... i nv nv nv nv nv nv nv nv block anyone... pls noe tt i am emphasizin on e fact tt i nv block anyone... stupid...anyway for ppl hu r curious abt wad i did, i jus act blur... btw, ppl r gd at actin blur n actin blur can save ppl lives...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112848065287907259?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1128439208211218922005-10-05T14:20:00.000+08:002006-02-23T09:25:14.806+08:00<div id="FooterAd_348246" style="DISPLAY: block" align="center" name="FooterAd_348246">Story What I Did For Love<br />**********<br />Part 1<br />**********<br />June 17, 1999<br />My name is MiNa Nam. I'm 19, still very young, but I am dying. Not right now but my life is slowly fading away as I'm writing my story. At this moment I'm sitting at 'our' spot. Mine and Eun Ji Won, the love of my life.<br />The sun is slowly beginning to set over the lake. I took a glance at my reflection in the water. My outside looks have changed drastically within the past few months, but the water reflected the true me. Inside I'm still the same person.<br />I have done and given so much for love but never once, have I received it back from Ji Won. There are times that I wanted to tell him everything that I've done for him and make him love me back. But I can't. Love is not selfish.<br />So I did what felt right. I keep giving Ji Won my love and I never asked for his love in return. Even though I'll leave this world pretty soon, my love for him will still remain. My story begins when I first met Ji Won six years ago on this one fateful day. It all started out...<br />**********<br />Part 2<br />**********<br />October 31, 1993<br />“You better come back here you good for nothing brat!”<br />I covered my ears with my palms. That was my stepmother calling me. Her voice sounds murderous and I didn't want to face her today. She had slapped and hit me too much already. I'm afraid I can't take it anymore so I hid in my closet. I peeked through the crack in my closet and saw my stepmom with a really pissed off look on her face. She was holding that stick that I'm always afraid of. I winced thinking about how much it would hurt if she hits me with it again.<br />I'm just thirteen and whoever said 13 was an unlucky number, they were right. My mom had died when I was just turning ten. Before she died she told me that I was the most beautiful girl in the world and how proud she was to be my mother. She said even though she'll be gone, her love is with me always.<br />Tears rolled down my cheek. " If you love me mommy, how can you be so selfish to leave me?'"So now when I had turn 13 my dad had married Mok Young A, who is my stepmom today. She was a cold-hearted woman who tortured me all day. Any self-esteem I had for myself was shattered and I was living a nightmare.<br />My closet door suddenly opened. "There you are you wicked girl!" My stepmom started cussing at me as she pulled me out and threw me onto the floor. I began to tremble because I knew what was going to happen next.<br />*Whack whack whack.*<br />I cried out in pain but I knew that no one is going to hear my cries. I desperately began to gasp for air. My heart was aching again. I couldn’t breathe.<br />“Not again! Don't you see how much you're costing your father and me with your heart problems? If it wasn't for all these medical bills we wouldn't be so poor now!”<br />I had this heart condition where air would suddenly shut off and I couldn't breathe. The doctors are trying to save me by giving me a respirator and pills, but they're not sure how much longer I'll be able to live. My dad (who was a pathetic excuse for a man) came in.<br />He looked down at me with sorrowful eyes. He held my stepmom’s arm lightly and said, "I think she had enough. You don't want her to have another attack. Calm down and let's have dinner."<br />“That's why I'm hitting her!” she yelled. "She got detention and stayed after school for an hour. She was supposed to be home to go buy food for dinner and make it. Your daughter is so evil. She wants me to starve or something!"<br />“I didn't get detention. The teacher wanted to talk to me about—“<br />But I was cut off by the whack of my stepmom's stick. I cried silently in pain and turned away. I didn't want to look at her. My dad said, “Well, dinner’s just going to be a little late today. Mina, say sorry to your mom.”<br />Despite the pain, I managed to say, “Sorry mom. Please forgive me.”<br />My dad handed me some money. “Here. Go buy food to make mee-yuk-gook tonight.” My stepmom’s temper simmered down a little as my dad lead her out of my room.<br />I picked up the money and headed for the store. Mr. Choi, the owner of Choi Food Market, shook his head as I walked in. He knew what kind of hell I was going through. I finished my shopping and checked out.<br />“That’ll be $3.49.”<br />“What?” I asked. “Umm…Mr. Choi. That’s impossible. With all this stuff it should be around $15.”<br />“I know Mina.” Mr. Choi gave me a sad smile. “The exact price is $14.32. Why don’t you keep the change for yourself?”<br />I opened my mouth in shock. “Mr. Choi…I..I can’t do that,” I said as I handed him 20.<br />He only took five. “No. Keep it. I know that stepmom of yours don’t give you any money.”<br />I looked up at Mr. Choi with tears in my eyes. Here he was, just a friend reaching out to me. I said thanks and headed for home.<br />**********<br />Part 3<br />**********<br />I decided to take a shortcut home but as I passed the alley, a hand pulled me in. I was knocked to the ground and a shadow hovered over me. I began to scream but the same hand covered my mouth.<br />“Shut up or I’ll kill you!”<br />I shut my mouth instantly. I didn’t want to die yet. In the moon’s reflection I got a good look of my attacker. It was a boy who looked a little bit older than me. His face and clothes were dirty but he had really good features so I could tell he was extremely good-looking. But this was not a time to think about such things.<br />He held a table knife at my throat and said, “Give me all your money or I’ll kill you.” I panicked but I knew what to do. I used the move I wanted to use on my stepmom every time she pinned me down and hit me. I kicked him hard right into his family jewels. He gasped and fell to the floor, dropping the knife. I picked up my groceries and ran.<br />I guess you can call me the dumbest person alive. I was afraid I had kicked the boy too hard and permanently damaged him. Besides, since my life is hell already, I didn’t want him to go through it too. So I turned back.<br />When I came back to the alley, the boy was still lying on the floor. He was moaning softly. I lifted him up gently. “Are you okay?” I asked. He shook his head no. “I’m sorry,” I said to him. I reached into my pocket and pulled the money Mr. Choi gave me. “If you need money, then here. All I have is ten dollars.”<br />I placed the money in his hand and walked away. He looked at me with this weird expression that I couldn’t read. I picked up my groceries and this time I left without turning back. I could tell the boy was watching me as I was walking away…<br />**********<br />Part 4<br />**********<br />Ji Won stared at the girl who had just walked away. ‘She must be the nicest or dumbest person in this world,’ he thought. He began to stand up but had to use the wall for balance. That girl had kicked him a little too hard. Ji Won had just run away from home again. He had ran away so many times that the alley was his second home. When he ran away he always stole his parents’ money.<br />They were the richest people in all of Hawaii but they were also the most messed up family. His dad would have a lot of women with him and would betray a friend if it would bring him money. His mom, on the other hand, was an exact duplicate of his dad. She always had these young men around her and spend money like crazy. His parents were divorced and lived on opposite ends of Hawaii. ‘Bitch and bastard,’ thought Ji Won.<br />When he ran away this time, he didn’t have the chance to steal any money from his dad. So he had no choice but to rob somebody. When he saw the young girl walking out of the store, she seemed to be the perfect target. But things didn’t turn out as planned.<br />Ji Won kept wondering why the girl gave him the money even though he could have killed her. Ji Won knew he couldn’t take the money because she was the first person in his messed up life that was nice to him because she wanted to be, not because she wanted something from him. He wanted to give the money back. When he gained some of his strength back, he began to chase her…<br />**********<br />Part 5<br />**********<br />When I came home, I was greeted by the usual words. ‘Ugly wretch, wicked girl, freeloader, etc.’ but luckily I made it through dinner fine. When dinner ended, my parents went to sleep leaving me with the dishes. I cleaned the table and washed the dishes. I also took out the trash and then suddenly I felt someone grab me from behind.<br />My attacker turned me around to face him. It was the same boy I met in the alley. I began to panic. “I gave you all my money already! What more do you want from me?” He raised a finger to his lips and tried to shush me. I felt one of my attacks coming on. I started to hyperventilate and couldn’t breathe. I was beginning to black out.<br />Ji Won looked at the girl who looked like she was going to die. “Oh my God! Are you okay?” This time it was the girl’s turn to shake her head no. Then she collapsed in his arms. Ji Won didn’t know what to do but he had to save her life. He began to give her mouth to mouth. “Come on,” he whispered to her. “Breathe. Don’t die on me.” After a while she began coughing and opened her eyes.<br />I opened my eyes and saw a blurry object heading towards me. Then I felt something soft pressing against my lips and I felt a gust of air. Then I realized the boy was giving me air. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I blushed and gently pushed him away. “Thank you for saving me. I’m okay now.”<br />The boy turned slightly red. “Uhh…you’re welcome. You kinda scared me there.”<br />“Sorry about that. Well, what is it that you want from me?”<br />“Here.” He handed me back the same ten dollars I had given him. I looked up at him. “No, it’s okay. Keep it. I think you need it or you wouldn’t have tried to rob me.” He shook his head. “No. I just wanted to borrow it only. I don’t take charity. Well, goodbye.”<br />Just as he walked away, I heard his stomach grumble. I bit my tongue so I wouldn’t laugh. Since he didn’t take charity, I said, “Um, hey. I just made some food and I don’t know if it’s good or not. I need a guinea pig because I don’t want to serve it to my parents if it isn’t and besides, you did save my life.<br />Ji Won looked at her. ‘Why is she being so nice to me?’ he thought. He knew she was just saying that because she heard him say he doesn’t want charity. Ji Won’s stomach was growling like crazy. He haven’t ate for 2 days already and the mention of food was killing him. “Uh, okay. I guess I’ll be your guinea pig since I have nothing to do.” He studied her face as she smiled at him. ‘She’s pretty,’ he thought as he smiled back.<br />**********<br />Part 6<br />**********<br />I let the boy wait outside as I got some of the leftover mee-yuk-gook for him. He finished it in less than a minute. Then he leaned back and sighed. Out of nowhere, he let out a burp. I had to giggle. He looked at me and smiled. “Sorry about that.”<br />“It’s okay.”<br />I hesitated before I asked him the next question. “Umm…so what’s your name?” He glanced at me and then stared at the ground. I could tell he was debating to tell me his real name or not. I didn’t want him to feel obligated to telling me his name. “It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”<br />Ji Won looked at her surprised. “No! It isn’t that!” he yelled. She stared back at him surprised too. Then he lowered his voice. “I’m sorry. Please don’t misunderstand.” She nodded her head slowly and Ji Won can tell that she was confused. Ji Won felt that he could trust her and he wanted her to be his friend.<br />“My name is Eun Ji Won and you are?”<br />“Nam Mi-Na, but call me Mina. It’s easier to remember.” Then she gave him the sweetest smile. Ji Won felt his heart beat a little faster when she smiled at him. He blushed and looks away. “So uh, how old are you?”<br />“13,” she replied. “And you Ji Wonee?”<br />He smiled when she called him that. “I’m 15,” he said turning back to look at her.<br />“15?” I asked in disbelief.<br />Ji Won nodded. “Where are your parents oppa? You’re too young to be living in the streets.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I can take care of myself.” I gave him a doubting look because he was trying to pull that tough guy act on me. “It’s okay though,” he told me. “I have a family. It’s just that things are bad at home so I’m just getting away from it for a while.” ‘So he ran away,’ I figured out.<br />I could tell that Ji Won was a good person. “Do you have a place to stay tonight?” He shook his head. “How about staying in my room then,” I offered.<br />Ji Won couldn’t believe his ears. He stared at Mina. ‘Did she just offer him a place to stay?’ “Ji Won?” Mina asked as she waved a hand in front of his face. “Are you okay?”<br />Ji Won shook his head and snapped out of it. She placed her hand on his knee. “Oppa, I asked if you want to stay in my room for tonight?” Ji Won was so touched that he felt his heartache. No one had ever cared about him so much but he didn’t want to feel as though he owed her. “No thanks.”<br />Mina looked at him with her big sad eyes. “Please oppa? I’m afraid of the dark.” Ji Won smiled. He knew she was lying so he would say yes. For the first time in his life, Ji Won felt warm inside because now he is wanted. He let out a sigh. “Aigo Mina, okay. You talked me into it. But just for tonight though.” She giggled and nodded.<br />“Okay.”<br />**********<br />Part 7<br />**********<br />Silently, I led Ji Won into my room. My room was small and luckily, it was far away from my parents so they can’t hear much. I let Ji Won have the bed while I take the floor. ‘Damn,’ I thought. ‘Why does the floor have to be so cold and hard?’<br />Ji Won stared down at Mina who was trying to sleep on the cold stone floor. He picked her up easily and lifted her onto the bed.<br />“Oppa? What are you doing?” I whispered as my eyes grew wide.<br />“Do you trust me?” he asked.<br />I nodded my head slowly.<br />“Good,” he said. “This bed is small but it’ll fit both of us.”<br />My eyes grew wider at what Ji Won had just said. But I had just told him that I trust him. I couldn’t take my words back so I had no choice but to sleep with him. We both got in my bed and slept side-by-side. I was so nervous, I couldn’t sleep. Ji Won, on the other hand, had no problem. He fell asleep instantly.<br />I turned my head over to look at him. His face was so innocent like an angel when he was sleeping. Who would have thought he was such a devil when he’s awake and moving?<br />An hour had passed and it was 3’ in the morning. I still couldn’t sleep. Suddenly something weird happen. Ji Won turned his entire body around and did a 360, kicking me. “Ow!” I cried out but covered my mouth so my parents wouldn’t hear me. When he was done, he had this happy look on his face.<br />At first I thought he was just playing with me but he really did do a 360 in his sleep. Suddenly he reached over and held me tight. My entire body went tense and rigid. I could feel Ji Won’s light breathing on my neck. I don’t know why but now that Ji Won was this close (practically laying on top of me) made me feel better. It’s probably cause I’ve never been this close to a person in a long time. Soon I began to fall asleep too…<br />**********<br />Part 8<br />**********<br />November 1, 1993<br />Ji Won opened his eyes and found himself laying partially on Mina’s body. He blushed and slowly moved away from her. Then he just laid near her watching her sleep. Suddenly it caught his eyes. The sleeves and pant legs of her pajamas were lifted up and he got a good look at her arms and legs. Dark purple bruises cover her entire body. There were several scars on her legs and arms too. Red lines run across her legs and it made Ji Won wince because it looked so painful.<br />He didn’t want to disturb Mina but he was really curious. She turned over and Ji Won lifted the back of her shirt. It was even worse than her legs. Ji Won opened his mouth lightly in shock and touched her bare back delicately, fearing that he might hurt her. Mina began to stir.<br />I rubbed my eyes and sat up. I saw Ji Won looking at me with this sad expression on his face. “What’s wrong oppa?” I asked. “Who did this to you?” Then he lifted the sleeve of my shirt. I opened my mouth in shock. I tried to hide it but I couldn’t believe he saw my bruises.<br />As I tried to answer him, I heard my stepmom’s footsteps heading towards my room. “Oppa!” I yelled, turning back to Ji Won, who was rubbing my bruises. “You have to get out of here! My mom is coming!” Ji Won looked at me surprised but I opened my window for him to climb out. “Climb down this tree. Goodbye Ji Wonee,” I said to him with tears in my eyes.<br />Ji Won remained silent the whole time as he left her room. But he didn’t leave though. He sat on the branch of her tree and looked through her window. He couldn’t hear what Mina and her mom were talking about but he saw it. He saw Mina’s mom bring out a small wooden stick and whack Mina with it several times. Ji Won couldn’t take it anymore. He busted back into Mina’s room.<br />**********<br />Part 9<br />**********<br />I looked up at my stepmother in pain. “I’m sorry mom. I didn’t know we’re supposed to have guests today.”<br />She glared at me with cold hatred in her eyes. “Mr. Eun, of the Eun Hotel Empire all over Hawaii, is coming to visit us. Your father might get a promotion if we make a good impression! You’re supposed to be awake half an hour ago to prepare all of us tea! Now Mr. Eun is down there expecting tea! What am I supposed to do now huh?”<br />My stepmom began to breathe rapidly as her anger increased. I saw her raise that stick of hers again. I curled myself up hoping the pain would lessen but I know it wouldn’t so I prepared myself for the strike…<br />Ji Won caught the stick just before it would hit Mina. Mina’s mother stared at Ji Won in surprise. Mina opened her eyes and stared at Ji Won in shock. He looked down at her. “Mina, are you okay?”<br />“Ji Won!” I screamed. “What are you doing here?”<br />Ji Won looked back at me. “I came to save you from this evil bitch.”<br />My stepmom twisted her face in hate. “I knew you were trouble all this time Mina. How dare you bring this boy home? Wait until I tell your father about this!” Ji Won grabbed my stepmom’s arm to stop her. “You do that and I’ll have you fired!” I stared at Ji Won dumbfounded. ‘What is he talking about?’<br />“What are you talking about you juvenile delinquent?!” snapped my stepmom.<br />“I mean,” said Ji Won glaring at her. “ That you’re having tea with my father right now and I’ll get you and your husband fired if you hit Mina one more time.” I look at Ji Won surprised. ‘Ji Won is the heir of the Eun Hotel Empire? His family is the richest in all of Hawaii!’<br />My stepmom looked at Ji Won doubtfully. “If you’re his son, then how come you’re so filthy?” Ji Won gave her a smirk. “I know you want proof. How about all of us go down there to talk to my dad?” My stepmom looked at him and thought, ‘This is the only way for real evidence. He might get us a promotion.’ Then she said, “Come on then, boy. Let’s go.”<br />**********<br />Part 10<br />**********<br />All three of us came downstairs together. Ji Won had to help me down because my legs were too weak to support me. Ji Won helped me sit on the couch and he faced the strange man before me. Mr. Eun glared at Ji Won.<br />“Hi dad,” said Ji Won.<br />“Where the hell have you been Ji Won?” shouted Mr. Eun.<br />My family just watched them yell at each other. Ji Won shrugged his shoulders. “Around.” It made Mr. Eun really mad but he never hits Ji Won. He continued yelling. Ji Won didn’t really listen and after a while he cut his dad off. “Look dad, shut up about it already and we’ll talk about it at home.”<br />‘Dang,’ I thought. ‘I could never talk to my parents like that.’ Mr. Eun shuts up. “Okay son, we’ll talk about it at home.” Then Ji Won gestured his hand at my entire family. “The Nams were nice enough to let me stay at their house. You owe them dad.” Mr. Eun nodded. “Fine. Joon and Young A, you two just got a raise.”<br />My stepmom got so excited. “Thank you Mr. Eun!”<br />“Come on Ji Won,” said Mr. Eun. “Let’s go home. And have that talk.” Ji Won brushed his dad’s hand ff his shoulder. “Later dad. I’ll be home in an hour.” His father glared at him. Ji Won glared back. “I said one hour.” Mr. Eun knew Ji Won was stubborn. So he agreed. “Fine then. One hour.”<br />After Mr. Eun left Ji Won talked to my parents. “Listen here,” he said as he sat down next to me. “I can get you hired and fired just like that.” And he snapped his fingers.<br />“We know, we know,” said my stepmom sweetly, pouring Ji Won some tea.<br />Ji Won didn’t drink it. “All I want is for you two to not touch Mina anymore. If I see another bruise on her, you know the consequences. Ji Won held my hand the entire time he spoke with my parents. I felt a strange warmth going through me and I knew that right then and there that I was falling in love with Eun Ji Won.<br />My dad remained quiet while my stepmother talked. “Of course Ji Won.”<br />Ji Won rolled his eyes. “Okay, and I’ll make sure you keep your promise.” Then Ji Won turned to face me. “Come on, let’s go.”<br />“What?” I asked confused.<br />“Go to my house with me.”<br />“Go go!” said my stepmom pushing me towards Ji Won. “Have fun kids and stay out as long as you like.” I knew my stepmom was really ticked off but she was playing it off pretty well.<br />**********<br />Part 11<br />**********<br />Ji Won continued holding my hand and never once did he let it go. The walk to his house took us 15 minutes and I was enjoying every minute of it. When we reached his house, Ji Won let out a sigh.<br />“Mina,” he said softly. “Just stay quiet and let me do the talking okay?” I nodded my head and we entered his house. His house was huge! I felt as though I’m a peasant walking through a castle. He even had a few maids and butlers who attended us. Ji Won led me to his room. It was nice and clean but there were a lot of holes all around his walls. I sat down on his bed as he went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he was done, he came out and sat next to me, holding my hand. I really am in love.<br />“Ji Won, how come your walls have a lot of holes?”<br />He shrugged his shoulders and I massaged it for him. As he relaxed, he answered me. “Oh, it’s cause I fight with my parents a lot so I take it out on the walls.” Judging by the holes, I can tell that he was really angry every time he made one. “Come on,” he said. He lifted me up on his back and gave me a piggyback ride downstairs. He smelled so good now that he’s clean and fresh.<br />His dad was waiting for him in the den. I waited outside while Ji Won came into face his dad. Ji Won came in, uninterested in what his dad had to say. “What is it dad?”<br />“Ji Won, son…this is getting to be very tiring. Every few weeks you would run away, leaving me and your mother worrying about you.”<br />Ji Won smirked. “Sure you’re worried. That’s why you’re out with those hoes and mom’s out with those morons. It’s because I’m your only son. You’re just scared that when grandpa passes away he won’t put our family on the will.”<br />His father got angry. “Well do you want it to end up on your uncle’s side?” Ji Won gave his dad a look that showed he didn’t care. His dad continued talking. “Since I managed to have a son and my brother have no kids, I have the advantage. Son, listen to me. You know you’re my heir. All my wealth will be pass down to you.”<br />Ji Won looked at his dad disgusted. “All you care about is money! You don’t care about me!” he yelled as he stormed out of the den. Ji Won slammed the door open and grabbed my hand. “Come on, let’s go.”<br />**********<br />Part 12<br />**********<br />I was confused and didn’t know what had happened. Ji Won held my hand and took me to the beach near his house. On the sand there were these 2 huge rocks. Ji Won led me over there. He lifted me up and we sat side by side. We remained silent until Ji Won took a deep breath of the ocean air.<br />“I love this place, don’t you?” he said to me smiling. I returned his smile and held onto his hand tighter. “Ji Won, what’s wrong?” Ji Won avoided my eyes. “Nothing.” I turned his chin to face me. “Come on, you know you can tell me.” He nodded.<br />“It’s my dad and this stupid feud he has with my uncle. They’re fighting over who will get the larger part in my grandpa’s will.”<br />“Oh…” I said softly.<br />“Isn’t it stupid?” he asked laughing. “My grandpa’s not even dead yet!”<br />I understood what was bothering him. So I didn’t say anything because I know he doesn’t want me to worry about it. He threw a rock into the ocean and it skipped three times. “Perfect” he said. “Why is it perfect?” I asked. “Age ain’t nothing but a number right?” he asked me, changing the subject. I thought about it for a while and nodded.<br />“Since I’m older than you by two years, that makes me your oppa,” Ji Won said to me.<br />“Yup,” I answered, smiling.<br />Ji Won smiled back. “I love you….”<br />I felt my heart my heart filled with a bubble of love but then Ji Won continued talking..”as a dongsang.” My bubble bursted. This was not what I had expected him to say.<br />I stared at Ji Won with wide eyes. I knew it was pretty forward of me but I had to ask. “Y…your….donsang?” I managed to stutter out. Ji Won looked back at me with his puppyish eyes and smiled. He nodded his head gently. Have I been reading all his signs wrong?<br />“So what do you say?” he asked. “Want to be my dongsang?” Even though it was breaking my heart, I had no choice but to agree. I nodded. “Yes, I want to be your dongsang oppa.”<br />“Good,” he said.<br />Ji Won nodded and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small silver knife. I stared at him with wide eyes. “Ji Won, what are you going to do with that knife?” He asked, “Do you trust me Mina?” I nodded my head without hesitation. I trusted Ji Won with my whole heart. He smiled at me. “Good. Lower the back of your shirt.” Ji Won pulled the back of my shirt down. Then he used that knife to cut me. “Ow!” I screamed in pain but he continued anyways. He carved a small ‘E’ onto my shoulder blade. My back was bleeding and he bandaged it for me.<br />Then he handed the knife to me. “Here. Engrave your initial ‘M’ too cuz I don’t want to use the same last name as your mom.” My hand trembled as I held the knife. I didn’t want to hurt Ji Won. “Go ahead. Don’t worry, I can stand the pain.” I engraved an ‘M’ onto Ji Won’s back. I was surprised because he didn’t let a tear drop or cry out in pain. I bandaged him and he acted as if nothing had happen. When it was over, he held me close.<br />I held onto Ji Won tightly as if he was going to leave me. I know he only thinks of me as his little dongsang but it feels nice holding him like this.<br />As Ji Won held onto Mina, his smiling face instantly turned sad. He wanted to say ‘Mina, I love you as a girlfriend’ so she would be his forever but he couldn’t. He wasn’t the type to admit his feelings. So he figured the scarring was not an engravement of his brotherly love to Mina, but his promised symbol as a soulmate to her forever…<br />**********<br />Part 13<br />**********<br />Years had pass and I’m still with Ji Won. I didn’t think it was possible but I grew more and more in love with Ji Won everyday. We would do a lot of stuff together and we never had any fights. We argue, but it never came to the point where we would get really mad at each other and he usually let me have it my way.<br />Kang Sung Hoon was Ji Won’s other friend and he hangs out with us a lot too. Sung Hoon is a little older than me and is really nice. He has this really cute smile that when he smiles, you can’t help but smile back. I called him ‘bang geul ee.’ His family life also isn’t good. His dad is a drunk and his mom had passed away when he was young. So usually it was the three of us together.<br />My home life is a lot better thanks to Ji Won. My stepmom didn’t dare to touch me anymore and it’s still the same between me and my dad. We don’t talk much. Ji Won’s parents like me a lot too. It’s because when they tell Ji Won to do something and he wouldn’t do it. They would come to me. I’m kind of like their pawn. Life was heaven for me until it completely shattered on day.<br />It started out with good news but who would have known it would end up in tragedy?<br />June 15, 1996<br />My stepmom and dad came home one day from visiting the Euns. “Guess what?” my stepmom told me excitedly.<br />“What?” I asked calmly.<br />“The Euns are planning a wedding for you and Ji Won!”<br />I sat down because my knees gave out. This news hit me with total surprise but I was so happy to hear it because I’m so in love with Ji Won. “Really?” I asked excitedly? “How did this happened?”<br />“Mr. Eun wanted Ji Won to get married and he figured you’re the girl he should marry.”<br />“What did Ji Won say?” I had to ask. I didn’t want him to be forced into this.<br />“Of course he agreed,” she answered.<br />My breathing increased so I took out my respirator. After I calmed down, my stepmom took me into her room and told me all about the arrangements.<br />Meanwhile back at the Eun mansion…<br />“Just because you’re making this wedding for me and Mina doesn’t mean I owe you anything!” Ji Won yelled angrily at his dad.<br />Mr. Eun grabbed Ji Won by the collar of his shirt. “Ji Won! You listen to me. Once you and Mina get married, your grandpa will give you all of his businesses. Sharing part of it with your dad isn’t asking for much is it?” Ji Won pushed his dad away. He began to laugh. “The only two people grandpa will give the businesses to is me or uncle. He won’t give it to you because you’ll spend it all on those whores! I bet all your money is gone now.”<br />It was true. Mr. Eun was in serious debt and he needed Ji Won to get married because Ji Won’s grandpa was going to give Ji Won his inheritance once he gets married. Ji Won had just turned 18 and his dad had planned the marriage months ahead. His dad got on his knees. “Please son. Please do it for me.”<br />Ji Won rolled his eyes. “You’re so pathetic dad.” He sighed. Living with Mina taught him compassion and sympathy for people. “I’ll see what I can do dad.” He went into his room. Just then his cellular phone rang. He picked it up, thinking it was Mina. Using his sexy voice, he whispered, “Hi Mina.”<br />A weird high-pitched giggle came from the other end of the line.<br />“Ooh…”said the voice. “Hi to you too sexy.”<br />Ji Won rolled his eyes. “Oh shut up Sung Hoon.”<br />Using his real voice, Sung Hoon began to laugh out loud. “Gross hyung! That’s how you talk to Mina? Ew! It gives me the chills!”<br />“Hey Sung Hoon,” said Ji Won seriously. “Is everything set and ready to go?”<br />“Yeah hyung,” said Sung Hoon.<br />“Good,” said Ji Won, smiling. “Meet me at the docks tonight. From there we can sail to the mainland airport and get away from Hawaii to start a new life in Korea.”<br />“Yeah,” said Sung Hoon. “But did you tell Mina about it?”<br />“No,” answered Ji Won, sighing. “I’m afraid she won’t leave her family. I’m planning to just kidnap her and take her along. It’s easier that way and no hassle.”<br />“Right,” said Sung Hoon. “At least the three of us will still be together.”<br />“Yeah,” said Ji Won. “Meet you in an hour. Get everything ready. I got our money too.”<br />“Okay,” replied Sung Hoon.<br />“Bye.” Ji Won clicked off his phone. Ji Won’s dad didn’t know it but his grandpa had given him $10 million in advance, along with hotel ownerships in Korea and Hawaii as his wedding gift. He planned to leave his dad $5 million and live off the rest with Mina and Sung Hoon. He smiled thinking about how he would get away from everything and just be with the one he loved the most, Mina.<br />**********<br />Part 14<br />**********<br />Back at home I was so excited I couldn’t sleep. I know I was still young to be thinking about marriage but I know Ji Won is the only guy for me. I held my teddy bear close as thoughts of Ji Won drifted me to sleep.<br />It was midnight now. Ji Won snuck out of his house quietly without making a noise. He carried his backpack full of money on his back. He planned to go to Mina’s house to grab her and leave. Then it would be just him, Mina, and Sung Hoon leaving together. He was almost to Mina’s house when he realized that he was being followed.<br />It was his uncle’s men. They came to get rid of him. Ji Won was smart. He knew the streets too well. He made it through the alley and those men end up losing him. But when Ji Won reached Mina’s house, about 10 men had surrounded her house. They all saw him approaching. Ji Won began to ran as they chased him. He made it to the dock. He saw Sung Hoon on the boat.<br />“Hyung! Hurry! The boat is leaving!”<br />Ji Won threw his bag onto the boat first and made a high jump. He landed safely onto the boat. His uncle’s men couldn’t chase him anymore. Ji Won and Sung Hoon started cheering until Ji Won realized what was missing. Mina. He had left her. Ji Won fell to his knees.<br />“What’s wrong?” asked Sung Hoon.<br />“Mina! We left her! We have to go back!” yelled Ji Won.<br />Sung Hoon opened his mouth in shock because he just realized it too. Then he shook his head sadly. “We can’t. If we go back, we’ll just get killed and we’ll be putting Mina’s life in danger too.” Ji Won moved away from Sung Hoon, knowing that the darkness will cover his face. And for the first time in his life, Ji Won cried.<br />**********<br />Part 15<br />**********<br />I woke up the next morning with this strange feeling inside me. I don’t know why but I find it disturbing. Then I remembered that Ji Won and I are going to get married soon, it subsided. When I went downstairs, my stepmom was holding that wooden stick I haven’t seen in years. I began to panic. She whacked me with it. I fell down surprised.<br />“Where’s Ji Won?” she screamed at me.<br />I was so confused and surprised I didn’t know what she was talking about. She kept hitting me and telling me to answer her. But how can I answer when I don’t even know myself? Then something unusual happened. My dad grabbed the stick away from my stepmom.<br />“Stop hitting her! Can’t you tell that she can’t think straight through all that pain?”<br />My stepmom was shocked and she kept her mouth shut because my dad never did that to her before. “Mina,” my dad said to me, holding my hand. “Ji Won ran away from home again. He’s no longer in Hawaii and the wedding’s canceled.”<br />“He left?” I asked blankly.<br />My dad nodded his head sadly. “How can he leave me?” I asked standing up. My stepmom’s next words hit me hard and cold like ice.<br />“He probably left because he didn’t want to marry you.”<br />I sunk to my knees and fell to the floor. I began to sob to myself. My parents left the room, leaving me alone. ‘How can you leave me, Ji Won? Were all those promises of taking care of me lies?’ I loved Ji Won so much. All I ever wanted is to be with him, even if he did only consider me as a dongsang. I needed to know why he left. Being with him all this time, I knew where he went. I’ll search all of Korea if I had to…<br />One year later…<br />During this year, my life of hell had return. I managed to save up enough money for a ticket to Korea and money to spend. I had to work odd hours so my stepmom wouldn’t find out or she’ll take the money from me. I also had to sell some of Ji Won’s gifts to me. He was a really generous oppa who would buy me a lot of expensive clothes, jewelry, perfume, and just about anything that I wanted. I figured he wouldn’t mind because they’re just material possessions. They were a big help because I managed to trade them in for a lot of money.<br />July 24, 1997<br />I finally had enough money to leave. It took me a while to go because I knew chances are low of finding Ji Won right away. I needed extra money for my search and I had to pay double for a fake I.D. You could say that I have almost everything planned out. I got a pretty good amount so I planned on leaving today.<br />It’s been a little over a year since Ji Won left me with no reason or explanation. I’ve gotten so much thinner because I couldn’t eat or sleep and I miss him so much. The problem I still had facing me were my parents. I know they were not going to let me leave. I was only 17. Damn. Still a minor. This year had been total hell for me and I can’t stand another year of it. I had to leave and I had a plan. I was going to fake my death.<br />It was all so perfect. My family had to go out to a luau with Mr. Eun. He still keeps in touch with us. I guess it’s because he thinks I might know where Ji Won is. Truth is, I have no idea except I know Ji Won’s somewhere in Korea.<br />I planned to fake a drowning. Because of my heart failure, it helped me close off my air circulation for up to 4 minutes. This time I am using it to let my family think that I have drowned and the tides drifted my body to sea so I will never be found…<br />But before I go I had to say goodbye to my father. I hugged him hard. He looked at me surprised.<br />“What was that for?” he asked.<br />I shook my head. “It wasn’t for anything dad. I did it because I love you.”<br />My dad had tears in his eyes. “I’m so sorry Mina. I’m so worthless as your father.”<br />“No you’re not but you have to do what’s right dad. Don’t let anyone stop you and stop putting yourself down.”<br />He nodded his head. I hugged him for the last time. “I’m going for a swim okay?” He nodded his head and watched me head toward the ocean. The plan went perfect. I stayed underwater for a while and swam myself to the other side of the beach where they couldn’t see me. All my belongings were there. I got on the dock and sailed to the mainland airport leaving Hawaii forever…<br />**********<br />Part 16<br />**********<br />[Seoul, Korea]<br />July 26, 1997<br />Ji Won traced the ‘M’ scar on his back. ‘Damn,’ he thought. ‘I miss Mina so much.’ He sent out one of his men to retrieve news about her and if they could, get her here to him in Korea. Ji Won had it all. Money and power. The only thing that was missing was Mina. So much had happened to Ji Won as he remembered back.<br />Ji Won and Sung Hoon made it to Seoul, Korea. With Ji Won’s leadership skills and Sung Hoon’s smooth talking, they end up getting a lot of businesses and putting others of out business. Money was not enough for Ji Won. He needed power so he created Sechs Kies, where he was the leader and Sung Hoon was his 2nd-in command. He and Sung Hoon managed to eliminate the group Quiksilver on their own and gained the respect and loyalty of the two members Kim Jae Duc and Lee Jae Jin. Along the way, they found Ko Ji Yong and Jang Su Won wandering the streets. Ji Yong proved to be a genius and Su Won was handy in finding information.<br />Ji Won knew they were enough. They had hundreds of men under them but Sechskies were the main leaders with Ji Won as the head. They committed a lot of crimes but no evidence was ever found to convict them.<br />Just then there was a knock on his door, interrupting his thoughts.<br />“Come in,” said Ji Won.<br />Jang Su Won came in. “I have news for you, boss,” he said.<br />“Well what is it? What did you find out about Mina?” Ji Won asked.<br />Sun Won looked down and hesitated to reply. “I’m afraid it’s bad news.”<br />Those words made Ji Won panic. “Jang Su Won, you answer me now!” yelled Ji Won with rage.<br />Ji Won’s yell scared Su Won so he blurted it out. “Mina Nam is dead. She drowned while she was swimming in the ocean. Her body has not been found and is still missing.”<br />Ji Won fell back in his seat in shock. ‘Mina’s dead? No, anyone but Mina,’ he thought. Su Won knew it was a good time to leave so he left Ji Won in his office. “Mina!” Ji Won screamed out of his window in pain. His cries echoed throughout the city of Seoul.<br />**********<br />Part 17<br />**********<br />I finally made it to Chejudo, Korea. I didn’t know where to look for Ji Won so anywhere was fine. I was never a lucky person. I couldn’t find any signs of Ji Won there so I traveled to Inchun City. My search for Ji Won continued for another year. During that time I had traveled to many cities like Guam, Pusan, etc. It must have been a gift from God because one day my search was over…<br />November 21, 1998<br />I had just finish my overtime shift at the Nam Hotel. It was pretty ironic because my whole family spent their lives working for hotels and here is the biggest one in all of Seoul with our family name. I went into the worker’s lounge to take a break and pour myself some tea. I sat down and read the headlines.<br />‘Sechskies are to open a conference broadcasting live on Channel 6 today’<br />I rolled my eyes. Not them again. They were the notorious mafia lead by Matthew Eun. I shuddered. I can’t believe the leader has the same last name as my beloved Ji Won. Actually 6kies was composed of 6 leaders. They committed a lot of crimes and were always challenging the authorities. They had a lot of power and no one could take their pictures without their consent but a lot of people know what they look like. I didn’t care. I was too busy looking for Ji Won to notice them.<br />A worker with me named So Kyung Hee came in. “Hey,” she said, patting me lightly on the knee. “On break?” I took a sip and nodded. “Me too,” she said smiling. I smiled back at her. Kyung Hee was actually one of the nicest people at the hotel. Most of them were cold and just worried about how much tips they can get.<br />Kyung Hee picked up the TV remote and turned to Channel 6. “Hey Mina, there’s supposed to be showing 6kies today. Wonder what they look like.” I nodded and watched with her. When the clock struck 9, I felt my heart had stopped and it was not from my heart failure either. I stared at the face that was giving a cocky smile to the camera. Ji Won. Slowly the camera pulled out revealing the other 5 members.<br />I recognized Sung Hoon. He and Ji Won looked completely different but I still recognized them. Ji Won had his hair dyed completely blonde while Sung Hoon’s was streaked. Kyung Hee and I watched them in silence as they began to talk. Ji Won and the others introduced themselves. Then the camera showed directly at Ji Won.<br />To most people he would look like an evil gang leader but in my eyes he was a beautiful angel. If it was ever possible, Ji Won was even finer than before.<br />“Mina, are you okay?” asked Kyung Hee, as she waved a hand in front of my face.<br />“Huh?” I asked looking at her. “Oh, I’m fine. Just listening to what they have to say.”<br />I pointed to Ji Won on the screen. “Who is he?”<br />“That’s Matthew Eun,” she answered me.<br />I stared at Ji Won some more. He had change his name and so did Sung Hoon. No wonder I couldn’t find them.<br />Kyung Hee caught me staring so she smiled at me. “The leader is cute huh?”<br />I blushed. “Yeah.”<br />“Too bad in real life he’s such a jerk.”<br />“He is not!” I yelled at her.<br />Kyung Hee scooted her seat back in shock. I apologized right away. “Sorry Kyung Hee, I didn’t mean to yell at you.” She had a confused look on her face but she said, “Uh, it’s okay Mina.” I pulled a finger to my lips. “Shh…let’s listen to what they have to say…”<br />Ji Won began talking. “This is Sechkies speaking to all you losers out there watching us. We just want to say that we’re open to hire new ‘employees’. We usually travel around to our many hotels but you’ll find us if you have the right connections. Also a word to the police of Korea. Why are you picking on us?, “ Ji Won asked sarcastically. “We’re good, law-abiding citizens.” Ji Won folded his hands together and gave a little bow. Then all of the Sechskies leaders started laughing.<br />“Oh my gosh! Look at him!” yelled Kyung Hee and pointed to Sung Hoon on the T.V. screen. “Look at that stupid smile and that perverted laugh. Kekeke…” Kyung Hee made a poor impression of Sung Hoon’s laugh and it made me laugh. Geez, I thought. Sung Hoon would kill her if he knew she made fun of his trademark smile.<br />The show ended a little too soon for me but Ji Won did say he was visiting many hotels and mine is the biggest one. He has to come here. I went back to work and waited for him to come.<br />**********<br />Part 18<br />**********<br />Ji Won entered the main doors of the Nam Hotel and headed towards the lobby. He let out a sigh. Being in a hotel brought back to him a lot of memories. He remembered how he would take Mina to the hotels to trash it or slide down the long stairway banisters. But those carefree days are over. His only love had died and he no longer has the heart to love anyone else.<br />Eversince the news of Mina’s death, Ji Won began to develop a passion for anything he thinks is related to her. Things like her hairbrush, the same type of lipgloss she uses, her little respirator, etc. There are times when he had to give her mouth to mouth if the respirator wasn’t around. Ji Won smiled remembering that she had told him that he was her first kiss. Mina never went out with any guys so it made him really happy but he also found it very strange. He didn’t want to give her any ideas about dating other guys so he never asked.<br />Ji Won had changed his name to Matthew. It’s to symbolize that Ji Won died with Mina and Matthew replaced him. He chose the name Matthew because of Mina’s initial ‘M’ and if anyone asks, the ‘M’ stands for Matthew.<br />Sung Hoon wanted to changed his name to Ricky but Ji Won wouldn’t let him. Ji Won only allowed him to change it if it had the letter ‘M’ so Sung Hoon ended up changing it to Mickey instead.<br />“Hey hyung! Over here!” shouted Sung Hoon.<br />Ji Won looked over at his five friends. He walked over to them and was surprised at what he saw. “What the hell is this?” he asked angrily. Every single one of them had a girl in each arm. “What do you guys think you’re doing?” he asked as he strode over to them.<br />“Come on hyung,” said Jae Duc. “Lighten up.”<br />“Yeah,” said Jae Jin. “We worked hard all day and now let’s have a little fun.”<br />Ji Won rolled his eyes and then he saw two girls wrap their arms around him. He smiled. “Yeah, I guess.” “Alright!” they all shouted. They like it when Ji Won is in a good mood.<br />From where I was standing, I felt as though someone had stabbed me with a knife. Ji Won looked so happy with those 2 girls sitting on both sides of his lap. I stared at my reflection in the hotel mirror. Big, glassy eyes, pale skin, and waist-length black hair. I looked kind of like a ghost. Not much to look at, I thought sighing sadly. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder and I slowly turned around.<br />**********<br />Part 19<br />**********<br />“What are you looking at?” asked Kyung Hee.<br />Whew. I let out a sigh of relief. “They’re here,” I whispered to her.<br />“Who?” she asked, looking over my shoulder.<br />“SechsKies.”<br />“Oh. So you want to go serve them?” I shook my head ‘no’ quickly. Kyung Hee laughed. “Okay. Don’t get so worked up, Mina. I’ll do it.” She took a waitress pad and headed over to their table. I remained in the corner watching them.<br />“Hi, my name is Kyung Hee and I’ll be your waitress today. May I take your order?”<br />All the SechsKies members looked up to the pretty, young girl who just approached them. Instantly Sung Hoon made the 2 girls on his lap move. He looked up at Kyung Hee, giving her his best smile. “I don’t know what I want for dinner, but you want to be my dessert?” The other 5 Kies members laughed while Kyung Hee rolled her eyes. “That’s so cute. Must have took you all day to think up that one huh?”<br />“Ooh,” shouted Ji Yong. “This one has a mouth.”<br />Sung Hoon just smiled. “Feisty. I like it.”<br />Then he pinched Kyung Hee’s side playfully. She moved away, glaring. “Hey don’t touch me!”<br />“Come on babe. Go out with me. I’ll show you a good time.”<br />“Hell no!” Kyung Hee shouted back in his face.<br />Then Ji Won stood up. “Don’t talk to my friend like that,” he said in a low threatening voice. “Or else I’ll have you fired.” Ji Won’s glare made Kyung Hee move back a little bit but she answered back anyways. “You can’t fire me! I quit!”<br />She handed Jae Jin her apron and pad and stomped over to me in the dark corner. “Stupid, lousy jerks,” she whispered to me. “I know,” I whispered back, patting her shoulder. Suddenly, I caught Ji Won staring at me. I didn’t know what to say or do so I just left.<br />**********<br />Part 20<br />**********<br />Ji Won stared at the girl who was talking to Kyung Hee. ‘She looks like Mina,’ he thought. ‘But can’t be.’<br />“Hyung,” said Sung Hoon. “What are you looking at?”<br />“Her,” said Ji Won, pointing in Kyung Hee’s and Mina’s direction.<br />“You like my waitress too?” asked Sung Hoon, pouting.<br />“No,” said Ji Won, shaking his head. “Her friend. Doesn’t she look like Mina?”<br />Sung Hoon glanced at the person Ji Won was pointing to and watched her walk away. “No...” said Sung Hoon slowly. “That girl’s hair is much longer and Mina has a nicer body. That chick looks like a stick.”<br />Ji Won cocked an eyebrow at Sung Hoon. “How do you know Mina have a nice body?” Sung Hoon’s eyes widened. “I dunno… just guessing. Ji Yong’s calling me. I’ll go see what he wants,” Sung Hoon said quickly and ran over to Ji Yong right away. Ji Won began to chase the girl who just left.<br />I heard some footsteps following behind me. I quickly turned a corner and entered my room.<br />Ji Won ran after her as fast as he could. He saw the girl turn a corner and he continued chasing her. He saw a figure up ahead and he grabbed her by the shoulder. When the girl turned around, she had a surprised expression on her face.<br />“What do you want?”<br />Ji Won looked at the strange girl. She looked nothing like Mina. “Wrong person.” The girl walked way. Ji Won sighed. ‘Maybe it’s cause I miss Mina so much that I’m beginning to see her.’ He began to walk back to the lobby, disappointedly.<br />From my hotel room, I was watching Ji Won with the little hole in the door. I saw him pat a girl and then walk away with him head bowed down. I went over and sat down on my bed. I let out a sigh. Ji Won doesn’t miss me. He has too many girls with him already. He probably forgot who I am by now.<br />Tears fell down my face and I didn’t even realize it. I quickly wiped them away. I wanted to tell myself that I hate Ji Won but I couldn’t because then I’d just be lying. There was only one thing left for me to do.<br />I stood in front of my bathroom mirror. I can’t be with Ji Won as Mina, but I wanted to be by his side to watch over him. I thought about it for a while and remembered they were recruiting new members for Black Kies. I looked at myself. Hmm…if my hair is short and put into a cap, I wear sunglasses more, darken my skin with make-up, and lower my voice…I can pass for a guy.<br />So I did it. Within an hour, I had transformed myself into a guy. I checked myself over. As a guy, I didn’t look too bad. I smoothed out my new short hair and tucked it into a cap. Guys wear earrings too so I didn’t have to worry about my earring holes. I wore a couple of T-shirts under my flannel and 2 pairs of boxers under my baggy jeans so I would fill out more and wouldn’t look so scrawny. I checked my make-up, making sure I was well-covered. I put my sunglasses on. Perfect, I thought. Now all I have to do is have to pass the test to join the gang.<br />**********<br />Part 21<br />**********<br />Ji Won walked down the aisle looking at the 5 new candidates. He nod his head as he studied them. “Pretty good,” he said to them. “Alright,” he clapped his hands for attention. “All of you know how it’s done. Jae Jin and Jae Duc will jump each of you in. If you’re still standing after 5 minutes, then welcome to SechsKies.”<br />Only 2 of the 5 guys lasted when Jae Jin and Jae Duc were done beating them up. “Okay,” said Sung Hoon. The two newest members to join is—“ “Wait!” shouted a voice, interrupting Sung Hoon. Everyone looked over to see who it was.<br />Ji Won stared at the young boy who was walking towards them. ‘What the hell? Damn! This kid looks like Mina!’ he thought. ‘I must be losing it. How come I keep seeing her today?’ Sung Hoon looked at the new boy curiously. “Yes? What do you want little man?”<br />I looked at Sung Hoon. Gosh he developed an attitude, I thought. I took a deep breath. This is it. “I want to join SechsKies.” A guy I recognized as Jang Su Won busted out laughing. He placed his hand on top of my head. “You? How old are you boy? 15? !6? And how tall are you now? 5’?”<br />I moved his hand for him. “No. I’m 18 and I’m not 5’, I’m 5’3.” That made all the other members laugh, except Ji Won. I looked at him curiously and realized he was checking me out. Oh no, I thought. Please don’t recognize me.<br />Ji Won held up his hand for the others to stop laughing. “Hey, if he wants a chance, then we’ll give it to him.” Then he turned to face me. I felt my heart thumping loud and prayed he couldn’t hear it. He placed his hand on my shoulder. Dang, he smells good, I thought as I tried to suppress a smile.<br />“Look kid,” said Ji Won to me. “You have to be jumped in to join. These 2 guys (pointing to Jae Jin and Jae Duc) will kick the crap out of you for 5 minutes. If you’re still standing, you’re in.”<br />I nodded my head. I knew I had to last because I’m doing it all for Ji Won. I stood there as Jae Duc and Jae Jin began to hit me. Jae Jin threw the first punch and it gave me instant pain. He’s even stronger than my stepmom, I thought. Jae Duc kicked me and I was knocked to the ground but I kept pulling myself up.<br />Ji Won looked at the helpless boy who was struggling to stand up. He doesn’t understand why but when he looks at the boy, images of Mina replaced him. Right now in his eyes, it looked like it was Mina being beaten up by Jae Jin and Jae Duc. He couldn’t help it. “Stay down!” he yelled to the boy. Everyone stared at Ji Won. Both Jae Jin and Jae Duc stopped hitting the boy because they were surprised Ji Won was being nice out of nowhere.<br />I heard Ji Won yelling for me to stay down. My ears listened but my legs wouldn’t. I refused to stay down. No matter how many times they hit me or how hard, I managed to get up. Finally 5 minutes was over and I was still standing. “Am I in?” I asked in a weak voice. I saw Ji Won staring at me with a surprised expression. “Yes, you’re in.” he said patting my shoulder. I smiled and fainted into his arms.<br />Ji Won held the boy, surprised. He realized the boy had fainted. Usually he would have let go if someone fainted on him, but this time he held on tight.<br />The other 5 Kies members looked and the 2 new recruits looked at Ji Won with queeried eyes. “Uh, hyung,” said Sung Hoon, as he patted Ji Won on the shoulder. “What?” asked Ji Won, as he continued holding the boy.<br />“What should we do about the new recruits?”<br />“Give them instructions and show them to their rooms. We’ll have a meeting tomorrow.”<br />“Okay.”<br />They all left but once in a while, they all would glance back looking at Ji Won, who was carrying the boy in the other direction.<br />**********<br />Part 22<br />**********<br />Slowly I began to regain my consciousness and I woke up. I looked around and realized I was in the biggest room in the Nam Hotel. The Presidential Suite. “What am I doing in here?” I asked myself. Then suddenly the chair in front of me spun around. Ji Won was sitting in it. I stared at him with wide eyes. I started to panic because I was all alone with him in the room.<br />Ji Won gave me a sideways glance. “You okay?” he asked. I nodded my head. Ji Won got up out of his seat and walked towards me. He sat down on the bed next to me and looked at me straight in the eyes. “So what’s your name?” he asked. “Mi-“ I began but instantly cut myself off. ‘Stupid, I thought to myself. You almost said your real name!’ I saw Ji Won’s eyes grow wide.<br />“What did you say your name was?”<br />“Min-Sung,” I answered him quickly.<br />“Oh,” he said and backed away from me.<br />Ji Won stood up and walked towards the window, looking outside. He knew the new recruit was a boy but somewhere inside him wished MS would say his name was Mina. He let out a sigh. “There’s a meeting tomorrow. Be there okay?”<br />I looked at Ji Won with his back facing me. It had only been 2 years but I felt as though I couldn’t read what was going on in his mind anymore. I let out a sigh myself. “Ji Won, where do we meet later tomorrow?”<br />The call of his real name made Ji Won suddenly look up. He ran over to where Min Sung was sitting and grabbed him by his shoulders. “How do you know my real Korean name? No one knows me by that. Everyone calls me Matthew.”<br />Oh no, I thought. I had completely forgotten that Ji Won had change his name to Matthew but I thought fast. “I didn’t know your name as Ji Won. All I said was, ‘Gee, wanna go out later tomorrow?’” I felt Ji Won’s grip on me loosen. He had bought the story. When he was looking, I let out a sigh of relief.<br />‘I’m losing it,’ thought Ji Won. “We’ll meet in the main dining room tomorrow,” Ji Won told Min Sung. He nodded his head and left. Ji Won walked out to the balcony and looked up at the sky. “I love you Mina, that’s why it hurts so much that you’re not here.” But the real Mina had left before she could have heard those words.<br />**********<br />Part 23<br />**********<br />Meanwhile back in the hotel lobby…<br />After Sung Hoon and the others gave the new recruits instructions and about the meeting, they all went back to their rooms. “You think there’s something wrong with Matthew hyung?” asked Jae Jin. “Yeah,” said Jae Duc. “Did you see the way he held the new guy?” They began to shudder.<br />“No, it’s nothing,” answered Sung Hoon.<br />“You think maybe Matthew is gay?” asked Ji Yong.<br />“You’re the one who looks gay,” said Jae Duc, jokingly.<br />“Shut up!” yelled Ji Yong as he punched Jae Duc lightly.<br />The others began to laugh. Then Su Won said, “Could be though. I never saw him ‘be’ with a girl before.” Sung Hoon lets out a sigh. “Okay, I’ll tell you guys the real deal. But don’t let this get back to Matthew okay?” They all nodded and leaned forward to hear the story.<br />“It was like 5 years ago when Matthew hyung met this girl named Nam Mina….”<br />“She a babe?” asked Jae Duc, interrupting.<br />Sung Hoon gave him a look. “Yes, Duc-ee, she’s a babe.”<br />“Oh, okay,” said Jae Duc. “Continue.”<br />“Anyways, Matthew knew her before he met me. It turns out that she was the first person who ever really cared about him and Matthew fell in love with her. But you know how hyung is. He could never tell anyone exactly what’ s on his mind or how he feels. Instead of saying he wants Mina to be his girlfriend, he said he wants her to be his dongsang—“<br />“That’s stupid!” yelled Jae Duc, interrupting Sung Hoon. “Why he say that for? She’s a babe!”<br />“Sh..!” yelled Jae Jin, Ji Yong, and Su Won at Jae Duc.<br />Sung Hoon continued. “Well, Matthew ended up having this blood ceremony with her. They scarred each other’s back with their initial. It looks like a blood tie but later on I found out it was his symbol of promised love-“<br />“Ow..that must have hurt,” said Jae Duc, as he hugged himself. Jae Jin smacked him on the head for interrupting again.<br />“I think they knew each other for a year before they met me. At first I thought Mina was cute, but then by the way Matthew acts, I can tell she was off limits. See, Mina had this heart condition where air would suddenly be closed off and she couldn’t breathe. The only way to get air in was by this respirator—“<br />“The one hyung always carry?” asked Jae Duc.<br />“Yes Duc—ee,” said Sung Hoon, rolling his eyes. “Anyways, it was either that or mouth to mouth. Once when Matthew went collecting shells for Mina, I was walking along the shores with her. One of her attacks came on. I freaked out of course, but I knew what to do. I laid her down and I was about to give her CPR but then Matthew ran the speed of light and knocked me into the ocean and he gave her CPR.” The others started laughing.<br />“Dang, ain’t he a Romeo?” said Jae Duc, laughing.<br />Sung Hoon smiled. “It’s cause he loves Mina and didn’t want any other guy touching he. I mean, during school, if any guy talks about wanting to date her, Matthew made sure he didn’t. Oh yeah, Matthew hyung hasn’t always been Matthew. His real name is Ji Won. The ‘M’ scar on his back stands for Mina, not Matthew.” The others opened their mouths in shock. They never knew Ji Won had been this much in love before.<br />“How romantic,” whispered Jae Duc.<br />“Shut up hyung,” said Ji Yong. “Quit interrupting!”<br />“Okay, okay,” said Jae Duc, blocking himself from Jae Jin’s hand.<br />Sung Hoon began talking. “If there are no more interruptions, then I’ll continue.” He paused for a second and then continued. “The day before Matthew and I made it to Korea, he and Mina were supposed to get married. Matthew didn’t like his dad and there was this feud in their family on who gets the grandpa’s inheritance. Matthew got it, of course, and he took it all and left Hawaii. He took me and he was planning on taking Mina too. When he went to her house though, his uncle’s men were guarding the place and he couldn’t take her. He ended up leaving Hawaii without saying goodbye to Mina.” All of them remained silent.<br />Then Su Won spoke. “Last year hyung sent me out to get some news on Nam Mina. She had died drowning.”<br />Sung Hoon nodded. “Yeah but Matthew and I think she committed suicide. He think it’s because Mina can’t handle living with her stepmom, who always abuse her. If you ask me, I think Mina committed suicide because Matthew left her without any reason. I think hyung thinks that too but he won’t say it. I think he blames himself for her death and since then he hasn’t been the same. He used to be nicer and not this touchy. Also that’s why he’s never been with another girl. I mean, we see him flirt with other girls but none of us actually see him ‘be’ with another girl right?”<br />The others nodded in agreement. Sung Hoon continued. “About this new boy today. I think Matthew is losing it. He probably thinks when he sees the boy he is see—“ Sung Hoon stopped talking as he looked up. He finished his sentence with a “—See you later!” and he ran off.<br />**********<br />Part 24<br />**********<br />The others looked up surprised. Jae Jin smacked Jae Duc on his head. “What?” asked Jae Duc. “I didn’t interrupt!” “It’s not Duc-ee’s fault,” said Ji Yong. “Look.” Ji Yong pointed to where Sung Hoon ran off too.<br />“Aigo,” said Jae Jin. “It’s that same waitress babe.”<br />“See?” said Jae Duc. “It’s cause of a girl, not me. You hit me by mistake.”<br />“No, it’s not a mistake. I still wanna smack your head cause it makes this cool hollow sound,” replied Jae Jin as he smacked Jae Duc on his head again.<br />“So, wanna go out sometime?” Sung Hoon asked Kyung Hee, leaning near her. She rolled her eyes at him.<br />She answered flatly, “No” and began to leave.<br />Sung Hoon held onto her arm. “Come on babe. X-mas is next month and don’t be a scrooge.”<br />Then suddenly, Kyung Hee gave him a seductive smile. “I guess. How about we go out on November 31 then?”<br />Sung Hoon gave her a sexy smile back. “It’s a date then,” he answered, letting her go. The other 4 walked up to him.<br />“How’d it go Mickey?” asked Su Won.<br />“Hey, hey, what can I say?” answered Sung Hoon cockily. “I’m the man!”<br />Jae Jin gave him a high-five.<br />“Alright!” yelled Jae Duc. “When you 2 going out?”<br />“November 31,” answered Sung Hoon.<br />“Uh, Mickey,” said Ji Yong.<br />“Sup Ji Yong?” said Sung Hoon.<br />“November doesn’t have a 31st.”<br />“What?” asked Sung Hoon surprised. He looked at the calendar. November ended on the 30th. He looked around but Kyung Hee had already left. He started cursing while the others tried to hold back their laughter.<br />November 23, 1998<br />“This meeting of SechsKies is now in session,” announced Ji Won to the main members of the group, along with the new recruits. His voice got their attention and they quickly focused their attention on Ji Won. Ji Won looked to see if Min Sung was there. He was. Ji Won gave a little smile to him. He didn’t know why but when he looks at Min Sung his mind would replace Min Sung’s face with Mina’s.<br />“So any new business?” he asked the members.<br />“Yes,” answered Jae Jin. “The Black Dragons have killed some of our members and took away some of our businesses.”<br />“Damn it!” yelled Ji Won as he pounded his fist on the table. “We’ll just have to see that this Black Dragon matter will be solved. Mickey you, Ji Yong, Su Won, and the 2 new recruits deal with the businesses. Jae Jin, Jae Duc, and Min Sung will come with me.” Everyone looked at Ji Won strangely.<br />Sung Hoon began to speak. “Uh, hyung. You want to take Min Sung along?”<br />Ji Won glared at him. “Yeah. Anyone here have any objections?” No one answered. “Meeting adjourned,” announced Ji Won and everyone went to work.<br />**********<br />Part 25<br />**********<br />I followed the Black Kies to a dark alley. I was surprised Ji Won wanted to take me along, considering I was one of the weakest members. I thought I would get to work with the White Kies in businesses.<br />“Hey kid,” said Jae Duc to me.<br />“What is it?”<br />He handed me a gun. “Use this to protect yourself.”<br />My eyes widened as I held the cold metal. Please don’t let me use it, I prayed silently.<br />Ji Won walked over to Min Sung. “Okay, the coleaders of Black Dragons are meeting around here. You’ll recognize them by the dragon tattoos on their arms. If you see them, just shoot them as they come out.”<br />“But Matthew hyung, I—“ but my words were cut off the sound of gunshots.<br />POW<br />“Get down!” yelled Ji Won as he covered me. Then he started firing. I covered my ears and watched Ji Won in disbelief. He had shot 4 people and killed 3. Ji Won stood up smiling. I couldn’t believe it. I was in love with a cold-blooded killer. Jae Jin and Jae Duc killed some other members and JW told them to kill every single Black Dragon member.<br />One Black Dragon member laid hurt on the ground. Ji Won pulled him up by the collar of his shirt and pointed a gun to his head. “Tell me who’s your leader punk or else I’ll blow your brains out.”<br />The young boy was whimpering. I felt sorry for him. “Please don’t kill me. My leader is Eun Tae Won.” “Who the hell is that?” asked Ji Won angrily. “What the hell does he have against me?” “He’s the godson of Mr. Eun, who’s one of the heirs of the Eun Hotel Empire and he came to get the inheritance back from you.”<br />I listened to what the boy was saying. I never knew that Ji Won’s uncle had a god son. From what I had heard, Ji Won’s uncle had passed away 2 months ago and he had a heir. The heir is the leader of Black Dragon, I figured out.<br />“That bastard,” said Ji Won. “He’s dead and he still has someone after me.” When Ji Won wasn’t looking, the Black Dragon boy had pulled out a knife, ready to stab Ji Won. I didn’t have time to think so I reacted instantly. I shot the boy. He fell back in pain but managed to get up and run away.<br />Ji Won looked at me surprised. He gave me a smile. “Good job, Min Sung,” he said walking over to me and patted me on the back. I was appalled at what I had done. I couldn’t answer him so I just handed him back the gun.<br />Just then Jae Jin and Jae Duc came back to us. “Got them all hyung,” said Jae Jin smiling as he did fancy handwork with his gun.<br />“Good,” said Ji Won. “Min Sung here just saved my life. I knew it was a good idea to bring him along.”<br />“Really?” asked Jae Duc. “Nice work kid.” Then he punched me lightly on the shoulder.<br />When we made it back to the hotel, I ran into my room using my respirator and swallowed a pill. Afterwards, I took a shower. I felt so dirty because what I had done. I knew this was going to be only one of the many dirty work I would have to do to stay with Ji Won.<br />**********<br />Part 26<br />**********<br />A few months later…<br />During this time, since I saved Ji Won’s life, he began to trust me more and confided in me with everything. I was like his new best friend. SechsKies continued traveling to many places and recruited new members. More war between SechsKies and Black Dragons broke out. Many businesses were shut down and more members were killed from both sides. All the blood shed and fighting was getting to me but I held on. All the members of SechsKies accepted me but sometimes I overhear them whisper that I’m gay. I didn’t care as long as I had Ji Won.<br />April 30, 1999<br />Finally, after many days of hard work, SechsKies finally got a day of rest. The leaders always hang out together but Ji Won always included me. We were at this fancy restaurant and were all having a good time. Jae Duc was telling us funny jokes. He stopped in the middle of a joke as he saw the Black Dragon leaders enter the restaurant.<br />Tension was felt by everyone. The Black Dragons sat down across from us. Ji Won and Tae Won were giving each other glares. Underneath the tables, we pulled out our guns. I knew the Black Dragons were doing the same. We didn’t know which side fired the first shot but before we knew it, bullets were flying everywhere.<br />Ji Won covered me as we ran out of the restaurant safely. We met up with the other 5 Kies in a dark alley. The Black Dragons were still chasing us.<br />“Damn it hyung! What should we do?” asked Jae Jin.<br />“Kill them all!” shouted Ji Won.<br />“There are too many,” Ji Yong shouted back. “Let’s just hide out in this motel.” We all ran and hid in this cheap motel’s restaurant. The Black Dragons lost us and continued searching.<br />“I don’t believe this!” said Ji Won furiously. “I, Matthew Eun, of SechsKies have to hide down here in this cockroach motel like I’m a dog or something!”<br />“Calm down,” I said to him gently, patting his back. “It’s not so bad.”<br />“Yeah hyung,” said Sung Hoon. “It’s only for one night. Besides, we’ll make them pay for this.”<br />All of us looked around. There was only one bed. I could tell none of us wanted the floor because it was disgusting and reeked of something. “I ain’t taking the floor!” all of us shouted in unison.<br />“There’s only one bed though,” said Su Won.<br />“Look on the bright side,” said Jae Duc as he laid out the sheets on the bed. “At least it’s king size.”<br />I nodded my head. “It’ll be tight but we’ll all have to try and fit in.”<br />Soon it was Jae Jin, Jae Duc, Ji Won, me, Sung Hoon, Ji Yong, and Su Won laying down side by side uncomfortably on the bed. We were laying down one by one and the others looked at me strangely as I ran to be the next person who laid near Ji Won.<br />Soon everyone fell asleep except me. I made sure everyone was asleep before I made my move. I bent over to kiss Ji Won lightly on the lips. Then I laid my head down on his chest to hear his heart beat. I sighed contentedly.<br />Then suddenly I felt Ji Won’s leg twitch. Oh no. I knew what he was about to do. His 360. I placed my entire body on top of his because I didn’t want to get kicked. As Ji Won did his 360, he kicked everyone except me off the bed. As always when Ji Won was done, he had a huge smile on his face. Then he held onto me tightly. I was overwhelmed with happiness.<br />The others must have been exhausted because none of them woke up except Jae Duc. He opened his eyes sleepily and said, “Huh?” “You’re dreaming,” I whispered to him. He nodded his head and went back to sleep. Soon I drifted off to sleep too.<br />**********<br />Part 27<br />**********<br />Next Morning…<br />May 1, 1999<br />Ji Won began to stir. He woke up finding Min Sung holding onto him tightly. Ji Won widened his eyes and gently unraveled Min Sung’s arms and legs off of him. The guys already called Min Sung gay and he didn’t want them to think he’s gay too. He sat up and saw 5 of the SechsKies leaders laying on the floor.<br />Then Sung Hoon began to wake up. He sat up and looked around. “Gross! How the hell did I end up down here?” Ji Won shrugged his shoulders. Then Jae Duc woke up. “Damn, my butt hurts. It feels like someone kicked it last night.” Then one by one everyone woke up. “P.U.!,” yelled Jae Jin. “This floor stinks!” Everyone started laughing.<br />“Sorry you guys,” said Ji Won laughing. “I must have done a 360 and kicked you all off.”<br />“How come you didn’t fall off Min Sung?” asked Ji Yong.<br />Uh, oh, I thought. “I did,” I answered him. “But I got back up and went to sleep on the bed again.”<br />“Really?” asked Su Won. “I didn’t even know. I just went right on sleeping.”<br />Ji Won began to study Min Sung. It was weird but somehow Ji Won had a feeling that Min Sung knew he does a 360 in his sleep. ‘But that’s impossible,’ he thought to himself. ‘Only Mina knows that and why didn’t Min Sung say anything about me kicking him?’ Ji Won didn’t know what was going on with Min Sung but he knew he had to find out.<br />We all got up and ready to leave the room. The coast seemed clear so we walked out unarmed. Big mistake. There was a n ambush waiting for us. “Disperse!” yelled Ji Won and we all ran our separate ways. Black Dragons chased after each one of us. I lost the Black Dragon member that was chasing me but I didn’t want to go back the hotel room without Ji Won so I turned back to get him.<br />When I found Ji Won, he was backed up against the wall by a Black Dragon. It was the leader, Tae Won. He was telling Ji Won to bow down and beg for mercy but Ji Won ended up spitting in his face. Tae Won got angry and pulled the knife back to stab Ji Won in his throat. I ran as fast as I could and knocked Tae Won down. He dropped the knife and fell to the floor with me. As he fell, he used the handled of the knife to knock Ji Won unconscious. Tae Won got up glaring at me.<br />“Do you know who you’re messing with?” he asked me angrily.<br />I glared at him back unflinching. “I’ll make you pay for hurting Ji Won.”<br />“Oh you must be the gay SechsKies member I’ve heard so much about,” said Tae Won laughing. “You’re afraid your faggot leader would die leaving you alone?”<br />That made me really angry. I didn’t care that he called me gay but calling Ji Won a faggot ticked me off. Since he was distracted, I grabbed the hand he was holding the sword with, and made him stab himself. He cried out in shock and pain. He pulled knife out of him. Tae Won pushed me away and cuts me in the knee with his knife. I fell down and saw him raise the knife above my head. I was going to die.<br />Then suddenly a voice screamed out, “Gang Rape!”<br />It made Tae Won run off. I looked over to see who it was. It was Kyung Hee screaming for the cops. I saw her looking at me sighing and walked away.<br />“Kyung Hee!” I screamed for her.<br />Kyung Hee looked at me strangely as she approached me. “Do I know you?”<br />I nodded my head and motioned for her to come near me. When she did, I whispered in her ear, “It’s me, Mina.”<br />“Mina? But you’re a guy!” she yelled back at me.<br />“Look at me closely.”<br />When she did, her eyes widened as she grabbed a hold of me. “Mina, it is you!” I turned her back to face me. “Please help me bring Ji Won back to the hotel.” Kyung Hee made a face of disgust.<br />“What are you doing with the SechsKies leader and why are you dressed like a guy?”<br />“I’ll explain later,” I told her. We both put Ji Won’s arms around us as we carried him back. Along the way we found Sung Hoon unconscious on the ground, bleeding. I set Ji Won down gently and lifted Sung Hoon up. “Sung Hoon!” I said, shaking him. He was hurt badly. “Kyung Hee, please do me a favor. You carry Sung Hoon while I carry Ji Won.”<br />Kyung Hee looked at me reluctantly but then nodded. I lifted Ji Won onto my back and carried him back to the Nam Hotel. My leg was still bleeding from the cut and I was limping. “Mina, can you carry him?” Kyung Hee asked me, concerned. “I’ll be fine,” I answered her as we made it back.<br />**********<br />Part 28<br />**********<br />I took Ji Won back to his room while Kyung Hee took Sung Hoon back to his. I washed Ji Won’s cuts and nursed his wounds. When he was bandaged, I sat down on the chair next to his bed.<br />Then suddenly, I couldn’t breathe. One of my attacks is coming on and I didn’t have my respirator with me. My heart was aching so painfully that I was gasping in pain. But then I remembered Ji Won had a respirator. I searched his pockets and sure enough, there it was. I started pumping it quickly and air entered my lungs.<br />My vision cleared and I began to breathe easier. Then I put it back into his pocket. My touch made Ji Won stir. He began to wake up. He looked at me.<br />“Min Sung?” he asked weakly.<br />I nodded my head. “Yes, it’s me hyung.”<br />Ji Won lifted himself up. “Where am I?”<br />“We’re back at our hotel.”<br />“Oh,” Ji Won said as he looked at my leg. “What happened to your knee?”<br />I looked down at it. It was bleeding through my pants. “It’s nothing hyung. I’ll be okay in a few days.”<br />“Did Tae Won do this to you?”<br />I nodded my head.<br />Ji Won pounded his fist on his desk. “Damn him! I’ll get him back.”<br />“It’s okay hyung,” I said calming him down.<br />“By the way,” he asked me suddenly, “how did you end up finding me? Weren’t you supposed to come back here by yourself?”<br />His question hit me by surprise. I answered him truthfully. “I came back to look for you because I was worried you might be in danger.” I saw Ji Won look at me awkwardly and inched himself away from me. He thinks I’m gay, I thought.<br />“Uh, thanks for coming back to save me then,” Ji Won said to Min Sung awkwardly. Min Sung nodded and left his room. Ji Won lets out a sigh. He loved Min Sung as a friend and definitely nothing more. He didn’t want Min Sung to have any thoughts.<br />Instinctively Ji Won reached into his pocket to check to see if his respirator was still there. It was but it was different. Ji Won stared at it with wide eyes. His once filled respirator was now only half full with air. Someone had been using it.<br />**********<br />Part 29<br />**********<br />Later that evening Ji Won posted a note on my door telling me to meet him. It was 8 p.m. and I knocked the door to his room. “Come in,” said Ji Won. I entered his room, not knowing what he was going to say. “Follow me,” he ordered. He left the room and I followed him.<br />He took me to the beach that was near our hotel. Then he walked over to a spot where there were two rocks side by side. I caught my breath. This looks exactly like our spot in Hawaii, I thought. “Come here and sit next to me, Min Sung,” said Ji Won to me, patting the rock next to him. I sat down near him and closed my eyes as I breathed in the salty sea air.<br />Ji Won began to study Min Sung. ‘He looks like Mina in a way,’ he thought. ‘Could he be Mina in another form?’ Ji Won didn’t believe in reincarnation but Min Sung was too much like Mina for him. He wanted to see if somehow Min Sung was Mina so he had to test him. “Min Sung, you want to hear a story?”<br />“Sure,” said Min Sung eagerly.<br />Ji Won smiled as he told his story. “There once was this rich boy who came from a messed up family. He had no friends at all. Then one day he met this little girl who became his friend. She was really nice to him, unlike his family, so he began to adopt her as his dongsang.” Ji Won paused right there to see Min Sung’s reaction.<br />My smile faded when Ji Won began his story. He was talking about our life in Hawaii. Then I figured out he was testing me. The respirator, I thought. I must have drained it when I was using it so now he suspects me. I steadied myself and tried my best to give no reaction.<br />Ji Won stared at Min Sung, who appeared to have no reaction to the story. “Well what do you think?” Ji Won asked him. “That’s a cute story, hyung,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. Ji Won continued. “Do you know why he took extra care of his dongsang?” Min Sung shook his head no. “It’s because she has this heart problem and needed this respirator to breathe.” He took out the respirator from his pocket and showed it to Min Sung. Again no reaction.<br />“Poor girl,” said Min Sung.<br />“Yes, poor girl,” said Ji Won sadly. “She died a few years later.”<br />I looked at Ji Won sadly. I knew Ji Won felt bad because of my death but since I’m no one special to him, it wouldn’t matter if he knew the truth that Mina was still alive and with him right now. Then Ji Won took out a stone and handed me one. I rubbed the white marble stone for a while. “Throw it,” he told me. I shook my head no. To me it was like a present so I didn’t throw it but just kept it in my pocket. Ji Won threw his into the ocean. It skipped 3 times.<br />“Perfect,” he said.<br />“Why is it perfect?” I asked him.<br />This time I wished he would tell me the significance of the 3-skip. “When the stone skips 3 times, it means 3 words. I love you.” I looked at Ji Won in an overwhelming joy. Did Ji Won love me? He had thrown the rock and it skipped 3 times many times before. “So did the rich boy ever really loved his dongsang?” I asked Ji Won. Ji Won looked at me. “Of course he does. He has a lot of brotherly love for her.” “Oh,” I whispered softly. My heart began to ache.<br />As Ji Won continued staring at the ocean, I began to walk home with a heavy heart. Ji Won began to shake his head. ‘Mina’s dead already so why am I denying that I love her?’ he thought to himself as he stared out to the ocean. “Actually, Min Sung, the rich boy loved his dongsang the first day he met her but he’s such a weak person. He never could admit his feelings for her and just waited for her to say that she loves him first.”<br />Ji Won turned around and saw that Min Sung had left. ‘Oh well,’ he thought as he headed back to the hotel.<br />**********<br />Part 30<br />**********<br />*Since some of you wanted to hear more about Sung Hoon and Kyung Hee, this chapter is a little side story.<br />Sung Hoon woke up aching. He realized he was back at the Nam Hotel and in his room. “How did I make it back here?” he asked himself. Then he realized he was wearing nothing but his boxers. His bathroom door suddenly opened and out came Kyung Hee. “Hey!” he shouted as he pulled a blanket over to cover himself.<br />Kyung Hee rolled her eyes. “It’s too late for that. I’ve seen it all already,” she told him as she yanked the blanket away.<br />Sung Hoon crossed his arms over his chest. “So you took advantage of me in my weak state?”<br />“So what if I did?” she snapped at him.<br />“That means you have to marry me and support me while I give birth to your child.” Kyung Hee could’t help but laugh.<br />Sung Hoon smiled at her. ‘I guess he isn’t so bad,’ she thought. “You know,” said Sung Hoon quietly. “You didn’t have to diss me like that when you said you’ll go out with me.” Kyung Hee looked at him.<br />“I had to! You were such an arrogant jerk and you wouldn’t leave me alone.”<br />“Maybe it’s because I like you too much to leave you alone,” he replied back.<br />Kyung Hee blushed a little and decided to change the subject. “Give me your arm,” she said to him. Sung Hoon’s right arm was bleeding and Kyung Hee began to wash the cut.<br />“Ow!” he yelled in pain, pulling his arm back. “That hurts.”<br />“Does it?” Kyung Hee asked him, concerned. “I’m sorry.”<br />She leaned over to blow on his cut. Sung Hoon stared at her the entire time. He felt warm and shy being around her. He never felt this way for a girl before. She was nice to him and not dissing him like she usually does. He really liked that feeling. Kyung Hee gently placed his arm into a cast.<br />“There,” she said. “All better.”<br />“You know,” said Sung Hoon softly. “Everyone says kisses make boo-boos feel better and go away.”<br />When Kyung Hee was nursing Sung Hoon, she developed a liking for him and his nice body was a good addition. “Really?” she asked skeptically. “I don’t believe you.”<br />“Why don’t you test it out then?” he challenged her smiling.<br />“Maybe I will,” she said, flirting back. “Where does it hurt?”<br />Sung Hoon pointed to his knee. Kyung Hee kissed it. Then he pointed to his hand. She kissed it too. Slowly he pointed to his forehead, which she also kissed. He worked his way down to his nose. Kyung Hee couldn’t help but laugh as she kissed his nose lightly. Sung Hoon’s nose was broken.<br />Then he pointed to his lips. Kyung Hee was about to kiss it lightly but then Sung Hoon held onto her tightly to deepen the kiss. Kyung Hee felt drawn to him so she didn’t push him away. He turned her over so she laid down on his bed, with him on top of her. His hand went under the back of her shirt and he stopped there. Kyung Hee continued kissing him and ran her fingers through his hair. Since she wasn’t stopping him, he was about to continue when…<br />*knock knock*<br />‘I’m going to kill that person,’ thought Sung Hoon as he broke off the kiss. “Yeah? What is it?” he yelled.<br />“Matthew wants all of us to go down to the dining room for a meeting,” said Ji Yong.<br />“Okay, I’ll be there in 5 minutes!” Sung Hoon yelled back. When he heard footsteps of Ji Yong leaving, he kissed Kyung Hee once more. “Sorry honey, I have to go but I’ll be right back.” Kyung Hee nodded and helped him into his clothes.<br />**********<br />Part 31<br />**********<br />“Order SechsKies!” yelled Ji Won.<br />“Ooh, ooh,” said Jae Duc. “I want some kimbab!”<br />Ji Won glared at him. Jae Duc shuts up. “Now I want to talk to all of you about Min Sung. He’s only been here for a few months but he had saved my life twice and not to mention, Sung Hoon’s.” Sung Hoon slapped Min Sung on the back and smiled.<br />“Now,” continued Ji Won. “What do you want Min Sung? A car, money, women? Tell us and it’s yours.”<br />“Yeah,” said Sung Hoon. “Just name it buddy and it’s yours.”<br />I thought about it for a while. The only thing I wanted was Ji Won but I couldn’t say that. Since he was suspecting me so much there was only one thing I should ask for. “I want a woman,” I told them. They all opened their mouths in shock.<br />“Alright Min Sung, you dog!” yelled Sung Hoon, breaking the silence. “At least you’re proving to us that you’re a man now!”<br />“Okay,” said Ji Won slowly. “Who’s the girl?”<br />“So Kyung Hee,” I announced.<br />I saw Sung Hoon’s smiling face turn mad.<br />“Who do you want?” Sung Hoon asked me in disbelief.<br />I repeated myself. “So Kyung Hee.”<br />Sung Hoon grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. “Out of all the girls you could have picked, why her?” he yelled at me. I knew Sung Hoon liked Kyung Hee but Kyung Hee was the only person that could help me. “I happen to like her too,” I answered him. “Besides, you all said I can have anything I want, and I want Kyung Hee.”<br />“He’s right,” said Ji Won softly. “We can’t go back on our words.” Ji Won clapped his hands for attention. “So Kyung Hee now belongs to Ahn Min Sung. Anyone from SechsKies who touches her, the penalty is death.”<br />Su Won and Ji Yong had to hold Sung Hoon back from attacking me. “I thought you were my friend!” he yelled as they took him away. I sighed and headed for my room.<br />Ji Won looked at Min Sung as he was walking away. “Min Sung.”<br />“Yes hyung?”<br />“Are you sure that’s what you want?”<br />“Yes hyung. I’ve never been more sure in my life.” Then Min Sung left.<br />When I made it back into my room, Kyung Hee was in there waiting for me. “What the hell is going on?” she asked me. I knew it was time to tell her my story. When I finished, she was bawling like a baby. I handed her a tissue.<br />“Th..that is s..so..romantic,” Kyung Hee said, sobbing.<br />I patted her head as she leaned on me. “No, it’s not.”<br />“So you’re not going to tell Ji Won who you really are?”<br />I shook my head. “It wouldn’t matter anyways.”<br />“How do you know? If he knows you’re still alive, who knows? He might fall in love with you.”<br />“Maybe,” I began slowly. “But then he’d love me out of pity and not out of love. I don’t want that.”<br />“Oh.” Kyung Hee stared at the floor. “I wonder if Mickey really likes me.”<br />“What?!” I asked in surprise.<br />She looked at me sheepishly. “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mickey and I are beginning to fall for each other.”<br />“Why didn’t you tell me?”<br />“I didn’t have a chance to. Besides, it just happened.”<br />“I’m sorry Kyung Hee.”<br />“It’s okay,” she said as she hugged me. “We’ll just have to put our little romance on hold for a while. You’re more important.”<br />“No, I’ll go tell—“<br />My words were cut off by my lack of air. This time my attack was worser than it ever had been before. Kyung Hee stared at me frightened. “Mina! What’s happening?” “C..can’t breathe…” I managed to say. She lifted me up.<br />“Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital.”<br />“Don’t let the others see me,” I said to her before I collapsed into total darkness.<br />**********<br />Part 32<br />**********<br />Slowly I began to open my eyes. I closed them instantly because the light reflecting me was so bright. Am I on the other side? I wondered. I managed to squint my eyes open. I found myself strapped to a pulse racer machine and an IV fluid was hooked up to me. I started to look around my room. I was in a hospital and I saw that my door was open slightly ajar. Then I heard 2 voices talking and I began to eavesdrop.<br />“It’s a miracle that she’s still alive,” said the doctor.<br />“Is she going to be okay?” Kyung Hee asked him.<br />“Well, according to these test results, her heart will expire any time now. We need to get her a heart transplant soon because she’s past overdue for 2 years already. I made some calls and there is a matching donor for her in England.”<br />“I’ll have to talk to her about it.”<br />“Please do,” said the doctor. “It’s her only hope of living.”<br />Kyung Hee slowly entered my room. She stared at me with wide eyes. “You heard everything Mina?” I nodded my head weakly and took the air respirator off my mouth. “You can tell him to forget about it. I’m not going to England for a couple of months to get surgery.”<br />Kyung Hee ran over and shook me. “Mina, are you crazy? You have to or you’ll die.”<br />“No,” I told her stubbornly. “It was so hard for me to find Ji Won and I won’t let go of him just like that.”<br />Kyung Hee began to cry. “I don’t want you to die though.”<br />I looked at her sadly. “You’re a good friend Kyung Hee. I know you’ll be the perfect girl for Sung Hoon.” I yanked the IV tube off my arm. “Come on. Let’s go home.”<br />A little over a month later….<br />My heart condition began to grow worse. My attacks became more frequently and undetected. It would happen during odd times like when I’m showering or having dinner with the SechsKies guys. Luckily Kyung Hee was always there by my side to cover for me. Sung Hoon hated me. I can tell by the way he acts. He probably thinks that Kyung Hee really likes Ahn Min Sung (that’s me). What he doesn’t know is Kyung Hee truly does love him and it breaks her heart seeing him go out with other girls. I think he’s doing that to make her jealous.<br />As for Ji Won, he began to grow distant towards me. He wouldn’t talk to me much and he’s been depressed about something lately. I wish I could know what was bothering him because it hurts me to see him sad like that. Secrets are definitely hard to keep. Especially ones that you have to cover everyday. I should have known that my disguise and heart attacks would be exposed soon but it just came to me unexpectedly…<br />**********<br />Part 33<br />**********<br />June 15, 1999<br />Ji Won was in his depressed state again. There was this empty void inside him that he couldn’t erase. It was a recurring pain that never seemed to end. He felt lonely. Whenever he sees Min Sung and Kyung Hee together, it disturbs him. He could’t figure out what it was but he kept finding something wrong with the picture. Then a knock came on his door. “Come in,” he said, without bothering to see who it was.<br />I entered Ji Won’s room holding a tray of food. Now these days since he was in his isolated stage, he didn’t eat much anymore. I was beginning to worry. I didn’t have much time left with him so I wanted to take care of him the best I could with the time I still had left. “Hyung? Are you hungry? I brought you some food.”<br />Ji Won turned around to see who it was. It was Min Sung. “Just put it down.” Min Sung placed it down before Ji Won. Ramyun, mee-yuk-gook, rice, and curry. ‘How does he know I like these food?’ Ji Won thought. “Take it away I don’t want it.”<br />“But hyung, you haven’t ate for days. Please eat a little bit.”<br />“I said take it away!” Ji Won yelled, his anger exploding. He knocked over the tray of food. It ended up spilling all over Min Sung. Ji Won and Min Sung stared at each other. Neither of them knew what to say. Min Sung leaned over to clean up the spilled food and then left. Ji Won fell back in his chair. He ran his hands through his hair frustrated. Min Sung was too much like Mina that it was driving him crazy. Ji Won knew he was out of line though, so he began to walk to Min Sung’s room to apologize.<br />What a mess, I thought as I stripped out of my clothes. I soaked myself into a hot water bath, hoping it could wash away all my troubles. When I was done with my bath, I wrapped myself up in a towel and got out of the tub. Then I heard my room door open and then close. Must be Kyung Hee, I thought as I began to put my clothes on.<br />Ji Won entered Min Sung’s room, not knowing what to say. He wasn’t good at apologizing. He looked around and didn’t see Min Sung anywhere. Then he heard the sound of water draining. He figured Min Sung must be in the bathroom. Ji Won opened the door slightly and saw Min Sung’s bare back. He shuts the door quietly and began to leave. He planned to apologize later but then his mind began to sort out what he had just saw. Min Sung’s back had an ‘E’ on it. Ji Won breaks the open the door to the bathroom.<br />I was buttoning up my long sleeve shirt when my door suddenly opened. I stared at Ji Won in shock but then remembered I wasn’t completely dressed yet. I buttoned up the remaining buttons and then faced him. “Hyung!” I said surprised. “What are you doing here?” I caught Ji Won looking down at my shirt. I had buttoned it all wrong and a great deal of my body was showing. Oh hell, I thought. “Hyung, I can explain-“ I began to tell him but I never had a chance to.<br />Ji Won stared at Min Sung’s exposed body. Without thinking, he ripped open Min Sung’s shirt finding that Min Sung was indeed a woman. Min Sung stood still, stunned at what Ji Won had just did. He turned Min Sung’s back to him. There it was. His ‘E.’ “M...Mina?” he asked uncertainly, afraid to hope.<br />I didn’t know what I was more embarrassed from. Letting Ji Won see me exposed or being caught. In all my life I had never been angry at Ji Won but I didn’t know why I reacted impulsively. As I held my shirt together, I slapped Ji Won across the face hard with my other hand. His head snapped to the side. He held his cheeks as he turned to face me. “How could you do this to me Ji Won?” I asked him screaming. “Get out! Get out!” I started to push him out the door.<br />Ji Won was in shock. Mina, he thought. He grabbed her arms as she pushed him out. “Mina, don’t! Is it really you?”<br />I glared at him. As if he knew, Ji Won took off his jacket and puts it around my shoulders. I zipped it up, covering myself. “Yes Ji Won, it is me Mina.”<br />“But I thought you were dead.”<br />“I didn’t die. I faked my death.”<br />“Why?”<br />“So I could go to Korea.”<br />“You came all the way from Hawaii to find me? Why didn’t you just tell me who you are?”<br />Ji Won looked at Mina, who had tears coming out of her eyes. He was about to brush them off for her but then Mina pushed his hand away. “That’s the only way I could do to be with you. Join SechsKies.” Ji Won stared at Mina as she continued talking. “After you left me all alone in Hawaii, my life became so miserable. Not because of my stepmom, but because of you. I finally found a way to leave Hawaii to find you. I was so happy when I thought about how I could see you again. I thought—“<br />Ji Won began to feel a rush of mixed emotions. Mina’s words made him sad but seeing her alive in front of him, made him want to hold onto her and never let her go. He paused to let her continue. "—I thought that we could be together like we were….oppa and dongsang in Hawaii. But obviously, I was wrong. You had all those girls around you that you’ve completely forgotten about me.”<br />Ji Won felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. Each one of Mina’s words stabbed him like a knife. “Mina, you don’t understand. I—“ Mina didn’t wait for his explanation and ran. Ji Won chased after her.<br />“Mina!” he yelled as he chased her out of the hotel.<br />“Hyung,” said Su Won as he saw Ji Won ran by him. Ji Won pushed him out of the way.<br />Kyung Hee ran up the 5 Kies. “What happened?”<br />Su Won shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. Ji Won was chasing Min Sung and kept screaming Mina.”<br />Kyung Hee stumbled back and Sung Hoon caught her. ‘Oh no, poor Mina,’ she thought. She turned around to see Sung Hoon looking at her sadly. Kyung Hee moved close to him and held onto him tight. Neither one of them lets go.<br />**********<br />Part 34<br />**********<br />June 16, 1999<br />It was 3 a.m. and Ji Won had lost Mina. As he chased her down the streets he lost track of where she ran off to. “Mina!” he continued shouting. His cries echoed throughout the streets. A lot of people heard him yelling. So did the Black Dragons.<br />Tae Won silently crept behind Ji Won. Ji Won was all alone. Tae Won gave an evil smile. He had a plan. He and his sidekick began to set up a trap for Ji Won, which they knew he would fall for.<br />“Mina!” I covered my ears. I didn’t want to hear Ji Won’s voice. I was so confused. All I ever wanted was to be with Ji Won but now it’s all complicated. I leaned back against the alley wall. I needed time to think.<br />Ji Won ran through the alleys as he continued searching for Mina. Then he ran into Tae Won. Out of the darkness, Tae Won stepped out. “Looking for someone?” he asked.<br />“Yeah,” said Ji Won, glaring at him. “I’m looking for Min Sung.”<br />“The punk that stabbed me?” Tae Won asked furiously.<br />“Yeah.”<br />“I got him.”<br />“You do?” Ji Won asked surprised. “Hand him over!”<br />“There he is,” said Tae Won, pointing to a figure up ahead. From the back it did look like Min Sung but little did Ji Won know that it was all a setup.<br />“Mina?” Ji Won whispered as he approached the person. It was a Black Dragon member. He grabbed a hold of Ji Won around the neck and began shooting Ji Won continually in the stomach.<br />I looked out from where I was hiding when I heard gunshots. “Ji Won!” I screamed as I ran out from where I hid. My scream threw the Black Dragon member off guard. Seeing his chance, Ji Won grabbed the gun from him and shot him in the head. He fell to the floor dead. Tae Won started to run away but Ji Won aimed a shot directly at his heart. Tae Won fell down dead too.<br />Ji Won looked at me and then collapsed to the cold ground. He wasn’t able to hold on any longer. Rain began to pour. “Ji Won!” I screamed, shaking him. He was still breathing but barely. I lifted Ji Won up on my back and carried him to a nearby hospital. The rain drenched us and it grew hard for me to carry him because of the weight. However, I managed to make it. They rushed him into the emergency room. Four hours later the doctor came out.<br />“How is he?” I asked as I ran up to him.<br />“He was shot 4 times in the stomach region. As you know, a person needs at least one kidney to survive but both of his are destroyed. Unless we can find a donor, he’ll have to die.”<br />“Give him mine,” I told the doctor right away.<br />“Are you sure?” I nodded my head. “Because of your heart condition, if we have this operation that means you can die instantly during the transfer.”<br />I nodded my head again. “I understand. Please let’s have the operation now.”<br />They tested me and luckily I was compatible with Ji Won. Six hours later the surgery was completed. It’s a miracle that I’m still alive. I knew not for long though.<br />I woke up finding myself in a hospital bed with Ji Won on a bed next to me. He was still in a coma. I got out of bed and went near him. I stroked his hair gently as I bent down to kiss him. “I love you Ji Won,” I whispered to him. Then I left the room, going to the last place I wanted to be.<br />**********<br />Part 35<br />**********<br />Ji Won began to wake up. He looked around and realized he was in a hospital room. Slowly his door began to open and the rest of SechsKies entered his room. “Hyung?” asked Sung Hoon. “Are you okay?” Ji Won nodded his head weakly as he pulled himself up. “I’m okay now.”<br />Jae Jin walked over to his bedside. “We’re so sorry Matthew hyung. We didn’t know what happened until this morning. We got revenge for you though when we wiped out the entire Black Dragon hideout.”<br />“It’s okay,” he told them softly as they all bowed down.<br />Then a knock came to his door. The doctor came in. “Oh good, you’re awake,” he said.<br />Ji Won looked at him. “Thanks for saving me Doc.”<br />“No need to thank me. Your girlfriend is the one who saved your life.”<br />Ji Won began to panic. “What did she do?”<br />“She could have gotten a chance to go to England to get a heart transplant but she decided to stay to give you her kidney instead.”<br />“The girl…where is she?” he asked frantically.<br />The doctor looked around the room. “She was supposed to be in here—“ Ji Won got out of bed and ran out of the room, leaving everyone staring after him. “Hyung!” all the 5 Kies shouted but Ji Won had already left. He ran searching for Mina. He knew where she went.<br />**********<br />Part 36<br />**********<br />June 17, 1999<br />Please let Ji Won be okay, I prayed to myself silently. Hopefully my prayers will be answered. So is this the end? My heart never changed because it was still the same one I loved Ji Won with. I couldn’t bear the thought of trading it with someone else. I was so confused. Had I finished what I had really come for? What will happen to my love for Ji Won? I didn’t know these answers.<br />I felt weaker and my pen fell from my fingers. I stopped my story right there. Truth is, I didn’t know how to end it so I might as well leave it unfinished. I took off my cap and clothes. I was wearing a long white flowing dress underneath. It was the kind I always wanted to wear when I thought I was going to marry Ji Won.<br />My hair had grew out a little bit. It grazed my chin. I started to put on some light make up and combed my hair. I don’t know why I’m getting dressed up for but I knew I wanted to die looking like Nam Mina, and not Ahn Min Sung. I looked at my reflection again. At least I look like a girl now, I thought with a little laugh.<br />When I was done, I leaned against the hard rock and wrapped my arms around it, pretending it was Ji Won. Then I heard a voice yelling out my name. “Mina!” I recognized the voice. Ji Won. I smiled, knowing at least he’ll be the last person I’ll see before I go.<br />Ji Won looked around the beach and saw a figure in a white dress. ‘Mina,’ he thought as he ran towards her. It was Mina. He lifted her into his arms and onto his lap as he sat down on the rocks. ‘Mina,’ he whispered to her and kissed her on the neck and face. Tears began to fall down his face.<br />All of my energy seemed to have been drained as I forced myself to open my eyes. My face felt wet but it wasn’t from my tears and it wasn’t raining either. My vision was kind of blurred and I couldn’t see Ji Won too well. I reached up to touch his face. It was wet. “Ji Won,” I whispered to him. “Please don’t cry. You’re scaring me. I’ve never seen you cry before.”<br />Ji Won looked down at Mina, through his tear-filled eyes. “I’m so sorry Mina.” “Don’t say you’re sorry,” she whispered back to him. “You’ve done nothing wrong.” Ji Won shook his head. “I’m so sorry. You’ve done so much for me and I haven’t even realized it. I haven’t done anything for you except put you through a lot of pain.”<br />I reached up wipe away Ji Won’s tears. “I didn’t expect anything back from you oppa. But I want to know why did you leave me in Hawaii? I could have called the wedding off if you didn’t want to marry me.” I felt Ji Won’s grip on me tighten.<br />“I didn’t mean to leave you Mina,” answered Ji Won, his voice shaking. “I couldn’t take my dad anymore. My grandpa had given me his inheritance and I planned on taking you and Sung Hoon with me. I didn’t tell you about it because I was afraid you wouldn’t leave your family for me. When I came to your house to get you, my uncle’s men were there waiting for me and chased me to the docks. I escaped but I wanted to go back but couldn’t. I could have put your life in danger. This isn’t the first time I’ve cried Mina. I cried when I knew I was going to be separated from you.”<br />Despite the pain, I managed to smile. Ji Won didn’t want to leave me, I thought. “Look Ji Wonee, I’m wearing the dress I always wanted to wear if we had gotten married.” Ji Won looked at me. “You’re beautiful Mina,” he said to me. “If everything would have gone as planned, we could have been married here in Korea.”<br />One thing was still bothering me. I think I managed to hold onto my life this long because of this question. “Ji Wonee, do you love me? I mean romantically, and not as your dongsang.”<br />Ji Won looked down at Mina. She was beautiful. His heart ached when he saw how pale she was. He realized she never did knew that he had loved her all along. “Yes, Mina,” he told her. “I loved you since the first day we met. I loved you then and I had never stopped loving you.” He bent down to kiss her.<br />My heart was deepened to a warm bliss. Ji Won said he loved me, I told myself as I felt him kiss me. Then a cold realization washed over me but I didn’t really care. I always thought that I was hurt when I didn’t receive Ji Won’s love. Instead, I found out my pain came from when I didn’t give Ji Won enough love. I haven’t told Ji Won I loved him yet.<br />“Ji Won,” I said to him as he looked down at me. “Thank you for making my dream come true by saying that you love me. I know you’re lying and just saying it to repay me but you didn’t have to. I did it all because I—I—“<br />I was losing my voice. Not now, please, I prayed as tears fell down my face. I need to tell him before I go. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the white marble stone Ji Won had given to me when I was Min Sung. I pointed towards the ocean to make Ji Won look. I threw the stone with all my remaining strength. It skipped 3 times. ‘Perfect,’ I thought as I closed my eyes for the last time.<br />As Ji Won listened to what Mina was saying, he was stunned still. He couldn’t believe his ears. She thought he was saying he loved her as payment of what she had done for him. More tears fell down his face as he shook his head. Then when Mina pointed out to the ocean, Ji Won saw her throw the stone he had given her. It skipped 3 times. I love you. Ji Won smiled, knowing that Mina loved him too. He had known that she had loved him all along but she never told it to him either. “Mina, you don’t understand. I do love you!” he shouted. Then Ji Won looked down at her. She had passed on. “Mina?” He shook her gently. Her body was still and completely lifeless. “Mina!” he screamed in pain. He held onto her tightly, burying his face into her neck. He was crying so loudly and painfully that both their bodies shook.<br />Sung Hoon and the others finally made it to where Ji Won and Mina was. They circled Ji Won, who was bent over holding someone they couldn’t see. “Hyung,” said Sung Hoon as he put his hand on Ji Won’s shoulder. “Are you okay? Where’s Min Sung?” Ji Won lifted his head up and Sung Hoon saw who Ji Won was holding. He fell back into the sand shocked. “M…Mina?” he asked in disbelief.<br />“Mina?” the others repeated.<br />“Min Sung is Mina?” asked Ji Yong.<br />Ji Won nodded his head. “She dressed up as a guy to join SechsKies to be with me.”<br />“You’re right, Mickey. Mina did love Matthew hyung,” said Jae Duc quietly.<br />Sung Hoon got up and hugged both Ji Won’s and Mina’s bodies tightly. “Why?” he asked crying. Everyone remained silent. Ji Won shook his head. He moved away from Sung Hoon and turned to face all of them. “SechsKies is my family. You guys are all like my brothers. Please be my witness as I make this promise to Mina.” They nodded their heads sadly and listened.<br />“Mina,” Ji Won began. “When you were alive, I was never able to tell you that I loved you. Now that you’re gone, you don’t believe I love you. Even though I never showed you the kind of love you wanted me to, it doesn’t mean I didn’t love you with all I have.” Ji Won paused and yanked off the ring around his necklace. “With SechsKies here as my witnesses, I, Eun Ji Won, take Nam Mina as my wife ‘til eternity. I have nothing to give you Mina except my heart, which belonged to you from the first day we met.”<br />He kissed her lips as he slipped on the ring. The others watched him in silence. They were surprised when because of all the time Ji Won had been their leader, he had never used his real name Ji Won before. They knew he was serious. When it was over, Ji Won lifted Mina up into his arms as he stood up. “As your leader, I have a final announcement to make. I am quitting SechsKies.”<br />“What?” they all asked in disbelief.<br />“Hyung,” said Su Won. “Please reconsider.”<br />Ji Won shook his head. “This is the second time Mina left me. I really can’t go on as your leader. The person I loved the most is taken away from me too soon and she died not knowing that I truly do love her.”<br />The others understood what Ji Won meant. Jae Jin walked up to Ji Won. “What do you plan to do then Matthew?”<br />“I don’t know,” he answered. I’ll be somewhere where I’ll always be with Mina and constantly remind her that I love her. And as for SechsKies, with all the money and businesses we have, I don’t see any reason why we have to commit any more crimes. We each have enough money to spend for the rest of our lives already.”<br />They all nodded.<br />Ji Won placed a hand on Sung Hoon’s shoulder. “Sung Hoon,” said Ji Won.<br />“Yes hyung?” asked Sung Hoon. “If you do love Kyung Hee, tell her before it’s too late.”<br />Sung Hoon nodded. “I will.”<br />Ji Won looked at his 5 brothers for the last time. “This final meeting of SechsKies is now adjourned. I wish you all the best and hope you do find your true love because I have. Good bye.”<br />Ji Won picked up Mina’s book and scribbled something into it. When he was done, he placed it down back on the rock. Then Ji Won lifted Mina’s body up into his arms as he walked away.<br />“Hyung!” shouted Sung Hoon. “Where are you going?”<br />Ji Won continued walking and didn’t answer him. The 5 Kies watched their leader walk towards the sunset carrying his bride and disappeared. They picked up the book to see what Ji Won had written. The last entry of Mina’s story was,<br />“True love never has an ending.”<br />Ron <br clear="all"><script><br />if (objAdMgr.isSlotAvailable("leaderboard2")) {<br /> objAdMgr.renderSlot("leaderboard2")<br />}</script><!-- catman: start 247 --><iframe marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://network.realmedia.com/RealMedia/ads/adstream_sx.ads/lycosangelfire/member/728x90/wp/ss/a/14781762@Top1?" frameborder="0" width="728" scrolling="no" height="90" bordercolor="#000000"><a href="http://network.realmedia.com/RealMedia/ads/click_nx.ads/lycosangelfire/member/728x90/wp/ss/a/14781762@Top1?"><img src="http://network.realmedia.com/RealMedia/ads/adstream_nx.ads/lycosangelfire/member/728x90/wp/ss/a/14781762@Top1?" border="0" width="728" height="90" hspace="0" vspace="0" /></a></iframe><!-- catman: end 247 --><noscript><a href="http://network.realmedia.com/RealMedia/ads/click_nx.ads/lycosangelfire/ros/728x90/wp/ss/a/348246@Top1?x"><img border="0" src="http://network.realmedia.com/RealMedia/ads/adstream_nx.ads/lycosangelfire/ros/728x90/wp/ss/a/348246@Top1" /></a></noscript></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112843920821121892?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1128480101665810782005-10-05T10:36:00.000+08:002005-10-05T10:41:41.670+08:00<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">stupid la... yesterdae doreen(mii classmate) help e 'cher den let me wait shooooooooooooooo long... so in e end i decided to go hm... i went hm n slept 4 3 long hrs... so shuang... den suddenly e fone rang... " ring... ring..." den aiyah... no choice... so have to wake up n pick up e fone...den i heard some strangers voice... " gd afternoon... i am doreen's dad... do u noe where she is? she still not hm yet... i am shoo worried..." so i replied i dun noe... i will inform him if doreen calls me... btw, ppl out there! dun b lyk doreen n worry ur parents... mus rmb to call hm... lol...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112848010166581078?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1128266932115894802005-10-03T14:28:00.000+08:002005-10-02T23:28:52.120+08:00wat the hack... god u nv had been fair to me... today my dad had caught me twice i watch e tv... n he'd caught me playin e com... wtf... wad ish e meaning of this? though he nv say anything, i noe he's shock... oh god... can't u be fair to me once?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112826693211589480?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1127657374387257962005-09-25T22:03:00.000+08:002005-09-25T22:09:34.390+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">i wanna watch tv... its so temptin... even though i dis few days nv watch le... now got new show...</span> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"><strong>I WANNA WATCH TV...</strong></span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">w/o e invention of tv, i will not be able to live... though not so much as not havin story bks... w/o dis 2 things, life would be</span> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"><strong>SOSOSOSOSOSO BORING</strong></span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"><span style="color:#33cc00;">lyk now... but e gd thin is i can watch tv at nite, lyk frm 10.30 to 1... of cos when there is no sch, is frm 10.30 to no limit... but i still have to slp man... i really really wish to watch tv...</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112765737438725796?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1127610817785464512005-09-25T09:04:00.000+08:002005-09-25T09:13:37.790+08:00<span style="color:#330099;">yes!!! i finish e inuyasha series le... so happy... though i dun lyk e endin la... den i oso appologise to lily for not answering her as i am watchin inuyasha full screen on this laptop... so sorry... now i usin msn communicatin with her, she dun reply me anymore... so sad...<span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"><strong>N MY EXAM IS NEAR MAN... I HATE IT...</strong></span> Y CANT WE DO W/O EXAM? ITS SO STREESFUL... OH MAN... <span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"><strong>N, ITS DIS WEEK U NOE? ON E 29TH... ITS SO SCARY...</strong></span> ESPECIALLY E MT... <span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"><strong>4COMPRE ALTOGETHER...</strong></span> 2 MULTI CHOICE 1, THE OTHER 2 HANDWRITTEN ONE... YUCKS... SO IDIOT... I SCARED I FAIL MAN... IF I FAIL, I REALLI DUN NEED TO LIVE LE.... MY MUM NAG NAG NAG... DUN CARE WHETHER I AM REMORSE FUL OR WAT.... JUS SAY SHE KNEW IT... TOLD U NOT TO........................................................................... U STIL DO... NOW UR EXAM LYK TAT................ OH MAN I HAD ENUFFF OF DIS LE LO... N MY FATHER WILL SKIN ME ALIVE... I DUN WISH TO LIVE...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112761081778546451?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1127542280861361652005-09-24T14:08:00.000+08:002005-09-24T14:11:20.863+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;">today saturday... shooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo many hmwk to do... haiz... sian ar... now, i am alone at home... sis all out... mi parents went to grandma hse... wa lao... leave me alone... reason? to study la... nvm 1 la... i lov being alone... at least u can study in peace... N i can play e com... lol...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112754228086136165?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1127483176279247372005-09-23T21:36:00.000+08:002005-09-23T21:46:16.283+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;">yo... cyndy coming back today... tt's gd n bad news... bad news 1st... i cant use her notebk as much as i wan... i cannot have e whole floor to slp... in case u dun noe, i am usin her laptop...laptop=notebk... secondly, i slp with her on diff mattress... but i prefer slping on my own, which means e whole floor... n, btw, i slp on floor... i lov e floor... lol... n, when it comes to sharin e floor, e person hu is responsible for this is my 2nd sis... nvm... gd news is, i have something nice to eat... yeah... lol...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112748317627924737?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1127394375903859022005-09-22T20:58:00.000+08:002005-09-22T21:06:15.906+08:00<span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;">holy shit... my exam sssssssssssssssssssssssssssooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo near man... can go die lo... i dunno wat to learn oso....................... o shitty... o man... someone out there!!!!!!!! help me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and... i'm grounded.............. oh man..... can mi life get any worse? oh shitty......</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112739437590385902?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16854431.post-1127038243881400982005-09-18T18:06:00.000+08:002005-09-18T18:13:12.256+08:00<div align="left"><span style="color:#6666cc;"><strong>yo... i tink someone by e name of xuanyi wan mi to thx her for settin up e blog... but... i shall not... whahahahahaahahhahaahahhahhahahahhhahaahahahaahhahahahahahhahahahahahaha..... yesterday was e celebration of e mooncake fest at e cheng huang miao... its not realli tt fun la... though... but i learnt how to skate... yipeee... but of cos i fell alot of times... but practice makes perfect rite? lol...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16854431-112703824388140098?l=friendly-witchy-bitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wendynoreply@blogger.com0